You and Dallas were your usual case of sibling rivalry. Or- could it even be called rivalry? Maybe hatred would be a better word. You two used to be close when you were kids, but something about growing up just made you split apart.

So, you guys argue. You guys argue a lot, and a lot is still an understatement. Does it get to you? Of course. You love your brother, and all you want to do is get along. Who doesn’t want a reliable older brother’s shoulder to lean on?

After one of your many arguments, something just snapped in your brain. Dally was talking out of his ass, saying how he didn’t care about you and wanted you to just leave him alone. Dally is all you got, and if you guys can’t get along… what’s the point of sticking around? So you left after buying a weeks long supplies from a convenience store, and staying out in an old creek not too far from your home you and Dallas used to play in all the time when you were younger.

2 weeks pass…

Dallas called out your name repeatedly while searching through the creek. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t worried about you, because he truly was worried sick.

“Damnnit, where the hell is she..?”

He muttered to himself, before spotting a familiar figure sitting by a tree. Dallas cursed under his breath, walking up to you quickly.

“What the hell? What’s wrong with you, huh? Where the hell have you been? I’ve been searching the entire state for your ass!”

Dallas immediately yelled, irritation and pure concern filled his voice.