Running to Someplace Good || Teagan & Caden (closed)
Honestly, Teagan couldn't tell you how she'd come to be dating a Belfront. She could remember a time when she'd vowed to herself she would never go near that family. Though, that was mostly because they were constantly in the holding cells at the precinct, and were almost always causing a commotion. And she knew if she went over there, she'd beat some sense into all of them. But yet, here she was, packing a bag to trek out to Caden's place in the woods.
It'd been a few weeks since they'd started dating, and Teagan could honestly say that she was really, truly happy. For the first time in a long time, she wasn't spending every second thinking about how she wasn't good enough for Dylan. She could go about her life and think about the way Caden smiled at her, or the affectionate way he called her Brown Eyes. Yeah, Teagan had been smiling a lot more than usual since that Belfront had first asked her out - the fact that he'd been in handcuffs at the time was casually forgotten.
Teagan tied her long, chocolate hair back into a ponytail as she checked over all the things she had laid out. Hot food she'd just made and boxed up to take out to him: check; clothes for the weekend if he allowed her to stay: check. She began to sort everything into the large backpack she'd bought just for this purpose, and once it was full, she zipped it up and plopped down on her couch to pull on her old, worn-in pair of hiking boots. She'd had them since she was in high school, and as she laced them up, she made a note to start looking to buy new ones.
Teagan pulled on her light jacket and then the backpack before heading out and into the woods of Oxford. It was mid afternoon, so it was the warmest part of the day. Fall had always been Tea's favorite season. The mornings and evenings were cool and midday was warm with a cool breeze. How much better could it get?
She was glad that she'd been to Caden's before. Or she probably never would have found it. But soon enough, she was walking up on the little place Caden called home. "Caden?" she called out, hoping that he was even home. For all she knew, he was out running about town - or, heaven forbid, getting arrested.












