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Before We Go; Tim Wright X Reader
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  • Reads 59,430
  • Votes 2,566
  • Parts 10
  • Time 58m
Ongoing, First published Oct 28, 2018
[Discontinued] A young woman named Y/N is currently on the run from a tall supernatural being with only one goal in mind-get it off her trail at all costs.

Although it has only been 5 months since this has all begun, it feels as if forever has gone by since she has felt at least a little bit normal. Her mornings are always filled with paranoia, nights are filled with either haunting nightmares or restless tossing and turning.

She has grown tired of it all so she does the most reasonable thing anyone would do in her dire situation: run and escape. 

She departs from her home in Alabama, leaving her family behind to question her motives when she leaves with no clear explanation.

Her sudden departure from home results in her having an unexpected encounter with a man. Only for her to learn that he happened to be in the same situation as her. 

Their fates intertwine, and Y/N isn't sure if this is a good thing or not. 

Perhaps it would all be worth it in the end.

Perhaps.

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*Art on cover belongs to jumpingapples on Quotev* I shake out of fear and despair, watching as my captor knelt down in front of me. No one was around. No one but him. His gloved hand reaches out to me, gently caressing my cheek. The mask on his face hid all his emotions behind it. I flinch at his touch, my breathing becoming more ragged in a panicked manner. With a throat dry as the desert, I take a few deep breaths and muster up the courage to ask, "Wh-What do you want from me?". He releases a throaty chuckle which was slightly muffled by his mask. Inching closer to my face, he responds, "You."