Weeks have passed since (Y/n) joined Tim and Brian's run. They jumped from hotel to hotel, town to town, never staying in the same place for longer than five days usually. It was a bit tiring, but it was necessary.
None of them wanted to die. Not yet.
As for (Y/n), nightmares had gotten worse. It seemed the main way it fucked with her was like that. For Brian, it was mostly just a few nightmares and just tremendous paranoia and fear. For Tim, it was taking control of him, making him black out, mild to severe amnesia, and moderate paranoia. All of them suffered from brain shattering migraines.
Currently, they were in a diner early in the morning. Tim just had a coffee with some creamer, Brian with plain eggs and bacon, sweet tea to drink. Then there was (y/n). She had a small stack of waffles with sweet honey and butter over them, as well a few scrambled eggs, strips of bacon, two sausage and biscuits, and a sweetened green tea to drink.
"That's going to cost so much..." Brian commented on her order as the food came in. "I still have plenty of money, so shush," the woman countered with a huff before starting to eat.
That's right. (Y/n) was somewhat rich and brought almost all her money with her.
It didn't take long before (Y/n) had finished her food. It took her around the same time it took Brian to finish eating. She was fast, that's for sure.
"Y'know, Mississippi isn't much different than Alabama," Tim commented, looking around. "They're twin states, what do you expect?" The younger woman sitting beside him scoffed like a complete smart ass. Tim merely just rolled his eyes as Brian chuckled at them. "You two would be a nice couple, y'know?" He made his quick comment.
(Y/n) smiled as she looked over at Tim. "Oooh, hear that, Timmy? Brian thinks we should date!" She said childishly. Tim shook his head. "Not a chance, doll," he faintly smirked, his response making the (h/c) haired woman huff and pout.
"How mean! Brian, console me!" She jokingly was over dramatic as she scooted around the booth to the brunette male. "Poor thing. Don't you see how you hurt the girl so?" Brian wrapped his arms around a fake crying (y/n), both of them smiling and laughing some.
"Oh, shut the fuck up," Tim gave another eye roll, taking a sip of coffee with an expression that he was already tired of their bullshit today.
The woman stuck her tongue out at the dark haired man with a silly smile, staying leaned up against Brian with his arms around her.
"Anyways, where should we head next? We've been here for three days..." Brian spoke up. "I vote up north!" (Y/n) quickly bubbled up.
Both seemed to think about it. Mostly, they stayed around the southern states, hardly ever venturing up to the colder area. Maybe it would through it off.
"Alright. How about we make our way to Michigan? Then we could plan our next move," Tim suggested, (Y/n) nodding in agreement and then Brian doing the same. "We need to get going now, anyways. So let's go!" (Y/n) said, full of hyper energy, seeming eager to get away from the South.
The others nodded, Tim going to pay the check with some of (y/n)'s money, Brian getting out of the booth with (y/n) and heading out to the car.
They ended up switching cars, stealing a bright red Malibu from someone in Philadelphia. It was covered in mud and dust, definitely needing a cleaning. It was unappealing to many degrees, but it drove good and got the job done.
Tim soon walked out, unlocking the car with the keys they'd been lucky enough to snatch. They all climbed in, the two men in the front seats, Tim driving and Brian just being lazy, and (y/n) sprawled out in the back seat, being lazy herself.
Her outfit was so out of place compared to her circumstances. The people she was with, the car she was in, what she was running from. It consisted of black wedged boots, a leather mini skirt, a spiked garter belt on each leg holding up wooly black and gray stockings, a black Nirvana crop top, and a gray cardigan. She had no makeup, but it wasn't like she needed any.
Tim was dresses plain, jeans and a monochrome flannel with combat boots, and Brian seemed to have made an effort by at least doing something with his hair, his orange hoodie bright and sneakers dimmed and roughed up.
They drove until sunset, Tim switching out with Brian half way through. (Y/n) was spoiled, hardly ever having to drive. She loved it.
They stopped at a dodgy, worn out motel much like the others they've been to. Brian went to get a room while Tim and (y/n) waited by the car.
The woman had fallen victim to boredom way before the car ride was over, and God was it bad now. She decided to walk around the parking lot, acting somewhat silly while doing such. She could easily tell Tim was watching her, even checking her out in the extra, slightly sexual outfit.
"Timmy Tim can't keep his eyes off me! How flattering!" She said in a dumb voice, slowly walking back up to him. "With you wearing something like that, I doubt anyone could," He countered with a smirk, walking to meet her.
His arms snaked around her waist, holding her close to him. A hum of amusement came from (y/n). She tilted her head up and gave him a kiss, a kiss that lead to a deeper one, then his tongue in her mouth.
Softly moaning into the kissing, (y/n) wrapped her arms around his neck, softly playing with his hair. Soon, (Y/n) was pressed against the car, legs wrapped around Tim's waist, grinding against his growing bulge.
His hands roamed all over her, taking in her body. He kept kisses lasting as long as possible, loving the taste of her.
A stray cough from a separate party made the two stop, pulling away from each other to look. There was Brian, twirling the key on his finger, watching them with a smirk. "Got the room. You two definitely need it, don't ya'?" He teased as (y/n) made herself go back to standing. "Come on then!" She grabbed Tim's and Brian's hands, dragging them to the motel before letting Brian lead them all to the room.
He took his time unlocking the door and letting the heated up couple in. "Bathroom," (Y/n) whispered to Tim who nodded. Brian pouted. "Why not let me watch?" He apparently had heard, his comment only gaining him the middle finger from (y/n).
The two went to the bathroom, (y/n) immediately being pressed up against the wooden door, the make out session being continued.
They were soon back in the position they were in before being interrupted. It wasn't long before Tim had his pants and boxers down and (y/n)'s skirt was pushed up, the lacey red underwear moved to the side.
He quickly plunged in her, making her tug at his hair harshly, gaining a hot groan from him. He went fast, going as deep as possible with as fast as possible. The interruption and waiting made them more eager, desperate.
He fucked her wildly, moans and groans coming from both of them. She was tugging on his hair, eyes shut like his, focusing on the feel of the other.
She moaned out his name repeatedly as she got closer and closer. Hearing this only made him more savage, being like an animal as he fucked her up against the door. He bit her neck, her cumming from the extra pleasure that brought. The way she tightened made him cum too, yet inside her.
Good thing she was on birth control.
She shook and twitched, slowly recovering from the throbbing orgasm. Tim pressed up against her, panting harshly like her.
He pulled out, a small bit of cum spilling out of her. She felt a bit empty without it in her, though she quickly got over the feeling. She had herself standing again soon, holding onto Tim's shoulders. The two kissed again, and again, and again. But these kisses were softer, kinder kisses. Not sexual, horny kisses.
They cleaned themselves up before walking out. Brian sat on the nasty bed, leaning against the bed frame, smirking at the two.
"That sounded like it was good," He made a small comment, gaining another middle finger from (y/n).
"So, let's discuss our plan some more now that that is out of the way," (Y/n) suggested as she fell down on the bed, stretching with a soft, pleasured sigh.
The other two agreed, and for the next hour, they discussed everything before (Y/n) passed out asleep.
Tim made sure she was comfortable in her sleep, making everything perfect for her. Brian watched with a content smile as the dark haired male did this for the odd woman.
"You care for her, a lot, don't you?" Brian asked Tim.
It took him a moment before he replied, but he did so with a happy smile. "I guess I do."