imagine if 12 years old tara, wanting to imitate sam being a rebel, she decided to run away. And christina didn't even notice she was gone until sam went back home and pointed out that tara wasn't in her room. But realistically tara didn't go far and sam knew where to find her.
Since Sam started pulling away, Tara's pretty much been left to her own devices. Her mum doesn't pay attention to her, and Sam... well, Sam comes and goes as she pleases. Tara doesn't even think Sam goes to school anymore.
Sam barely even comes home anymore.
She wonders if Sam would like her more if she was more like her. If she could only be as cool as Sam, maybe her sister would want to be with her again.
(Maybe she just wanted someone to notice her).
So Tara just doesn't go home one Friday after school. She has snacks in her bag, smuggled from home. Some cash. A water bottle. A blanket. She's camped out in the backyard with Sam before, she knows what she needs. She's prepared.
She hides away in a place that she and Sam used to play - quiet and abandoned and, well nobody is supposed to be there, but that's why it makes it the perfect spot! Nobody ever went there. Only them. Everybody else was too scared to play in the woods, because of ghosts and zombie poachers. But Tara never believed in that sort of stuff, Sam told her they weren't real and it was just a story to keep kids out, and Tara trusted Sam.
She curls up in a shed, lock long since broken off by Sam's heel, and... waits. For someone to notice. To be noticed.
Tara's jolted awake by a loud bang, door slamming open. Sam stands in the doorway, frantic. When she spots the bundle in the corner, confused face peaking out, she grabs her and holds her close. Squeezes her so tight it hurts, but Tara doesn't mention that, still half asleep.
"Sam? What're you doing?" she mumbles, trying to push back.
"What am I doing? What the hell are you doing?!"
Tara clenches her jaw stubbornly but can't look her in the eye, tells her that she's run away from home and that she lives here now. Sam sighs and cups her sister's cheek.
"I know home isn't the best, and sometimes things suck, but it's where you're supposed to be. I was so scared when I couldn't find you. What if you got hurt and I didn't know where you were?"
Tara's eyes begin to water. Home doesn't feel like it's where she's supposed to be, it doesn't feel like home. But she doesn't know how to say that, so just throws herself back into her sister's arms. A feeling she was beginning to forget.
"Promise me Tara, promise me that you won't do this again. That you won't run away again."
Tara promises. She just wishes she'd made Sam promise the same.
Sidenote, can you IMAGINE how Sam would spiral if Tara just disappeared. Just. She doesn't know the last time she saw her, she was just gone one day and nobody knew where. Oh I'm having thoughts.
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