One night, you decided to run away. You were tired of your parents bullshit and decided to leave. Non-stop you got texts from people but you didn’t stop… you just kept walking out of town until you saw a notification you didn’t think you’d see…

It was Keith… your enemy… and he left you a voicemail. You opened it and you stopped in your tracks.

“Please y/n… answer…” you heard him mumble over the voicemail. “I need to know where you are. Please… just… Come home…” and the voicemail ended.