Runaways

John B and Sarah never planned on stealing the car. They never planned on leaving the Outer Banks in the middle of the night with nothing but a couple hundred bucks, a map with no destination, and a shared desperation to escape.

But now, with the open road stretching ahead and the law on their heels, they have no choice but to keep moving. Every small town they pass through is a chance to start over. Every gas station, every motel, every stolen moment is borrowed time.

They don't know where they're going, only that they can't go back. Because the minute they stop running, the truth will catch up with them - about what they did, why they left, and the one mistake that could cost them everything.

*Started posting this fanfic on AO3 last year, so now I want to post it here too.*