It was finally time for you to get the hell out of your toxic family home. You had been planning your escape for months. The excitement thrilled you so much and the more you thought about it, the quicker your heart would race in anticipation. At last, the day had come. The moment you heard a small pebble hit your window in the dead of night, you quietly grabbed your bags.

You opened the window, and Kid was standing outside, ready to catch your bags as you threw them down.

He smirked upon seeing you grinning ear-to-ear.

“Killer’s waiting in the truck. Throw your things down!” He whisper-yelled. “Come on!”