starter for dear @bedfordwrites
indy never kept a secret from finn. how could she possibly lie to the moon in her sky? the stars in her universe? they were never more than a couple of inches apart and the girl knew her boyfriend saw everything. it was his endless intelligence, the eyes of a vulture, that made it impossible for her to get away with a silly white lie. it was different now though. she was driven by the fear of watching him walk out of her life. so she woke up in the middle of the night and decided to do something she had never done before. she took a couple of dollars and hit the road, going straight for the pharmacy. only a twenty minute walk away from their house.
daniel, one of finn’s mates woke up from the sound of the door closing (even though she tried to do it as quietly as she possibly could). he figured it was nothing so just fell back asleep, but when it was time to get breakfast, he noticed a little handwritten note on the kitchen table. “fuck..” he mumbled, lifting it up with shaking hands.
the friend stormed towards finn’s bedroom – switching on the light and shaking him. “mate! wake up! wake the fuck up.” he shouted, noticing the empty spot beside finn. he pointed at it, throwing the tiny note in finn’s lap. “indy is fucking us over - “ meanwhile, the young woman was walking down the road, ignoring the men rolling down their windows, offering her a free ride. she didn’t want to end like a corpse in the back of truck. no, she was determined to get her answer and go back home.
a sigh of relief escaped her lips when she got to the pharmacy. she went through the isles and grabbed a couple of pregnancy tests, her eyes watering as she felt her stomach turn. it would happen quiet often – the morning sickness. “are you okay love?” a woman asked her, placing a hand on her shoulder. “yes i just need to pay for thee a-and, then i need to go back home.” she said with a sob, pushing the tests into the woman’s hands.
with a heavy heart the blonde started her way back to the house. going through empty fields to dodge the scary roads. she knew she was probably going to come home to a very upset boyfriend and the girl felt so incredibly stupid for just walking out. she needed it – the walk and the moment to wrap her head around the situation. a soft gasp escaped her lips when she noticed two figures in the empty field, approaching her – she couldn’t know for sure but by the sound of the shouting ;; she figured it was finn and somebody else. “fuck..”
despite knowing that things were going to be anything but easy, it still seemed to catch finn off guard when something rocked the boat that was their life. he'd only just managed to find a way to sleep through the night, waiting as patiently as he could until indy had fallen asleep before sinking his body into a warm bath. he'd never admit that she was right - but it helped more than anything else ever had. there was a big part of him that had always assumed dreaming of nice, warm things was a luxury reserved only for those who had comfortable lives, for those who didn't have demons waiting for them in the dark, but ever since he'd started falling asleep with indy - he was dreaming in warm colours for the first time. finn dreamed of warm sunsets and the feel of indy's familiar arms wrapping around his body, of their lives settling down and offering them some of the peace they'd never admit they want.
a shot of terror ran through him as his best friends voice echoed through the bedroom, his eyes shooting open and immediately reaching out to make sure indy was okay before the words being yelled at him sunk in. his brow pulled together as he turned to look at the empty space beside him, his hand running over the sheet and dread washing over him when he came to realise how cold they were. she'd been gone for a long time. finn was up in a sitting position in the next second, grabbing the note and reading it over and over again before letting out a slow breath. his stomach was in knots, his chest suddenly tight as all those nice, comfortable things faded into black. this was the reality of their lives; they were always at the risk of being struck with terror at any given moment.
"alright, fuck. calm down. go grab your coat. we'll find her." finn breathed, running both his hands through his hair and squeezing his eyes shut before pushing up on his feet. he ignored daniel mumbling about how she was going to be the reason they all ended up in prison, refusing to believe that the indy he knew would do anything to cause any single one of them harm. they were out the front door in the next moment, finn's eye still blury from sleep as they avoided the roads and stuck with cutting through the fields. daniel had protested, insisting that they took the roads instead and questioning why finn was doing what he was.
"it's what indy would do." he replied, his voice void of all emotion at the different outcomes of the unfolding situation began to pulse through his mind. had she been caught? was she hurt? why did she up and leave in the dead of night without leaving anything but a six word letter? the thoughts echoed through his mind for another beat before a figure appeared in the distance, finn immediately recognising the tan jacket walking towards them. there should have been a wave of relief, should have been a burst of air suddenly in his lungs - but there wasn't. seeing her only filled him with more anxiety and questions. his legs were carrying him towards her faster than he could comprehend, calf muscles burning as he reached her. his best friend hung back, giving them the space he knew they needed as finn finally reached her.
the questions could wait. he pulled her body harshly into his own, eyes squeezing shut as he breathed in the familiar smell of her skin. god, what were they doing? she couldn't even go for a walk without dread washing over everyone in the house. whatever freedom they once had was gone, and clearly none of them were quite ready to accept that yet. he pulled back and held her face between his hands, something about the look on her face causing his heart to sink into the pits of his chest. finn's lips were against hers not a second later, the kiss lingering before he finally dared to asked the slew of questions echoing through his mind. "are you okay? what happened? are you hurt? where did you go?"
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