I’m tired of feeling like I’m fucking crazy, I’m tired of driving ‘til I see stars in my eyes…

You had disappeared without a damn warning, gone for days with no warning, no trace..

It was a mix of teenage angst and… well, God knows what else.

Dally tore apart half of Tulsa looking for you. Not out of panic, but out of a blinding rage. He was pissed with you. He hated seeing you pull the same stunts he did.

Dallas finally found you, holed up in some abandoned hotel on the other side of the city. You mumbled out some shaky excuses—he didn’t yell. He didn’t hit the wall.

He just stood there, eyes hard, before he pulled you into a rough, rare hug. “Don’t you ever do that again, man.”

You looked down, ashamed. “I didn’t think you’d notice.”

He pulled away, sucking in a sharp breath.

“You thought I wouldn’t have noticed? That’s real cute.” He scoffed.

He had been scared, despite his anger. Dally’s world felt hollow without you.