Landon stumbled down the side of the road, head clouded with confusion and fear. He thought of how livid Hope was, how she bared her teeth at him and yelled. And she was the one who knew he was losing time beforehand. He could only imagine how everyone else would react. 
He wasn’t just losing his mind. He was stealing again. It had been an everyday thing when he first arrived at the Salvatore School, but after a few months of therapy sessions with Emma and reassurance from Alaric that the school would always be there to provide for him, the urges had mostly gone away. He stopped pocketing things just because he thought he might want or need them later, and he started trusting that things weren’t going anywhere. 
How had he slipped back so easily and without noticing it? 
He stuck his thumb out at a passing car, but instead of stopping, it only sped up. He kicked dirt at its back tires.
“Fuck you too!” 
He needed to get as far away from these woods as possible - as far from the school as he could get. Nobody needed to come after him or know that he was leaving. He just wanted to disappear.