infiniteandsmall

AN: Here is the aforementioned weird Allydia schmoop inspired by a Lana Del Rey song. You know what you're getting into. Lyrics from "Off to the Races" by Lana Del Rey. Unbeta'd, just finished, if there are any major errors they're all mine. Not really triggery at all (considering the show this surprised even me), slight hypervigilance and allusions to stalking. Part One in a series of femslash ficlets based on Lana Del Rey songs.

Summary: For one night, they've got a full tank of gas and Allison can't even care if her dad'll be mad anymore. Allison and Lydia and one knife just in case, a crossbow, ten arrows that they aren't going to use, and the road.

                Love You but I’m Goin’ Down

               

               It’s cold outside and foggy and low in Allison’s stomach there’s something trying to push out of her skin and fly from her mouth. She tightens her belt a notch, tucks her feet underneath her and grips her bedsheets so she won’t fall, like riding a rollercoaster without seatbelts, the rickety wooden one the first time she ever went to an amusement park
               ( He's out there )