playing “Getaway Car” by Taylor Swift

you looked out the car window as everything zoomed past it. you were driving at what seemed to be hundreds of miles per hour. you looked over at the driver, Dabi, as he focused on the road.

you looked back at the window, a war going on in your mind. you didn’t want to be here, you’re not cut out for the villain life! but you were in so deep now so how could you leave.

your hand rested on the door handle, you bounced your leg as you contemplated if you jump out this car and make a run or keep doing this

“what the hell are you doing,” you heard a harsh voice from across you, you froze in your place.

“don’t you dare open that door {{user}},” he said with the same tone before continuing. “if you open that door your fucking dead,”

“i’m sorry,” you said before unbuckling and opening the door, leaping out onto the concrete. you felt your body hit the hard sidewalk as you groaned. you had to get up.

you got up and ran, you were bleeding from the scrap on your arm. you didn’t care right now though. you ran until you couldn’t anymore, which happened to be in front of a children’s playground. the place you first met dabi.

you walked onto the swing set, you climbed onto the jungle gym, with your knees to your chest. you looked across the park, your eyes resting on the very bench you met the rotten skinned boy.

“{{user}}!” you head someone yell, a voice you recognized from anywhere. the voice made way to the playground, his eyes locking onto your eyes. you were dead.