Getaway Car ✔️

•Against the rules•

Sometimes all it needs to change a life completely is one second.

One second that'll turn your whole life upside down.

Maybe what caused your life to lose its direction was the progress of a long-time term, but it was the second you realized what happened that truly caused the chaos. It might be the second everything started.

Maybe it's the second you lose control over the wheel and hit the wall.

Maybe it's the second you finally spit out the truth to your loves about a long-kept secret.

Maybe it's the second you finally open that letter that laid on your table for a way to long.

Or maybe, just maybe, it's the second you meet this one certain person. And maybe, just maybe, you don't even realize that this second already changed everything. Because maybe...yeah, just maybe, it was the start of something that was never meant to be.

Because maybe...maybe it was more of a blessing than a curse.

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My teeth started gathering because of the cold that ran its finger over my body.

I don't know what the hell led me to get into this car.

'what the hell', yeah, seemed to be a good sentence to describe this night. I didn't think this through. None of this. I mentally cursed and mentally abused myself over and over again. I wasn't careful. Especially not when I suddenly decided to trust a stranger. The whole thing was neither professional nor smart. And especially nothing from the things I've learned from the gang.

But still, I couldn't help myself but wondered who this mysterious guy was. or more importantly: why he seemed like he didn't do this whole thing for the first time. And here I am, in the middle of the night, wandering around in the middle of nowhere, because yeah, I had no clue where mister bad boy dropped me, wondering about a guy I barely met.

Cheers, summer! Sounds like a great beginning to the start of one episode of Americas 'teen mom'!

I kicked a stone in the middle of the walkway beside and wondered about why this stone seemed so familiar to me. I turned around and had the answer. I wasn't just befriending with a stone, but I was also walking in a circle. Wonderful.

You might think I still remember the streets of Florida. Well, you think false.

But I didn't care about that. Because what really blew my mind was the fact that I messed up. The words 'Person not found' ghosted around my brain. I knew that nobody except Chase and some other leaders has ever seen Carter Smith. And I know that he became more of a mythos than an actual person over the years. But I know that he exists. And this was the only way of finding him.

My only way to get back. And no matter what I had to do to find him, I would. Even if it will be the last thing I'll do on earth.

I continued walking down the street with nothing but a bad mood. It's been at least 20 minutes since this guy drove away from his getaway car and as far as I can tell, every police car seemed to follow him. I walked and walked. He probably got caught by now, so I'm pretty much out of danger.

Right when I thought I'd start hallucinating, bright headlights restricted my view as a black car came straight towards me. I lifted one hand in front of my eye to reject the light but spat my fingers only a little to see through. I laid my head on my shoulder and looked at the car, that slowly stopped in front of me. For the second time today.

He let down the window as I stood there, looking at him like I've just seen a ghost. "Is the word 'hiding' really so hard to understand?", he asked sarcastically and I couldn't believe what I just heard. "well, excuse me I'm not exactly listening to any stranger that literally dropped me in the middle of nowhere." I couldn't believe him.