Sorta a vent for me tbh. It's kinda sad, just a warning. Still read it though. This has the most words out the of any of the other ones.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~"I wanna go somewhere." Y/N sighs softly, looking up at the sky.
The clouds slowly pass by as the shade falls over his and Greg's face. Greg sighs softly, reaching over to Y/Ns hands, that was above his head in a sprawled out possition. Greg holds onto his hand tightly before glancing at him.
"Where?" He asks softly.
"Anywhere." He says, bliss filling him voice. "Like... 3000 miles away from here."
Y/N held Greg's hand softly, glancing back at him. Their relationship wasn't exactly solid as boyfriends, but they were staying together and sleeping in the same bed. It was like dating without the label.
"Why?"
"To get away from everyone." He says softly.
Greg stays silent for a moment, watching as a cloud drifts to the right, taking in the sight before looking back at Y/N.
"Can I come with you?" He asks. "You are just 17."
"I want you too.." He says softly. "I'd be scared without you."
Greg smiles softly. He had only met Y/N a month ago, at his step father's opening of his building. His step father was a contractor, and a rich one at that, so once he turned 3 he already had expectations of him. And to say the least, he didn't.
"Are you scared?" Greg asked, looking back at the sky. "Right now? Are you scared?"
"No." He says softly. "Not when I'm with you."
Greg, at the time, was a caterer for the party and they had exchanged numbers. It was the first time Greg had done anything with someone so young, him being 24, but he was so mature, he couldn't help but fall in love.
"When do you wanna go?" Greg asks.
"Nothing's keeping me here." He says softly. "In fact, the longer I stay in this town, the easy my parents will find me."
Y/N had run away from his school and family about half a year ago and he's constantly been on the run. He'd been staying at a drag queens appartment that he'd met at a party. And he was ready to go.
"How about in the summer. It's only a few months from now and... And we can save up a little."
Y/N nods, a frown crawling onto his face slowly as he starts to remember why he wanted to leave, and probably the reason Greg wanted to stay. Sebastian. His older brother.
Sebastian was 24 like Greg, and not to mention the heir to his families income. He was the star child, could do no wrong. And to make matters worse, he was flirting with Greg.
~~~
"Wallace!" Y/N calls out from behind the door. "Wallace open the door."
Y/N had forgotten his key inside and he was locked outside his appartment building. He suddenly remembers that Wallace always leaves a key in the corner of the window sill, taped to the top right corner. Y/N steps on the heater and takes the key, unlocking the door and putting it back in the corner.
He opens the door slowly and takes his coat off, holding it in his right hand before walking down the hall to the living room. He enters the door to see his step dad, his pants at his ankles. He looks at Peter in shock.
"Uh..." Y/N says softly. "What are you doing here Peter?"
Peter starts chuckling softly, standing up slowly, pulling his pants up. He does his belt up before walking up to him.

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