Beautifully Flawed

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So people, Here's the edited version of Chapter six.. 

The next chapter would be uploaded by saturday..

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A special dedication to Jinglexbells for motivating me to write more :D 

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My heart  beat faster with every passing moment. I couldn't wait any longer, no. I wonder what was taking him so long. He had to be here by now! 

Suddenly I heard my doorbell, stumbling and falling on my way, I reached the door as soon as I could and wrenched it open and with out another thought launched myself on the person standing in front of me only to stop midway. 

Awkward! My mind screamed. I was about to hug Christian Fane who was standing there in his best appearence possible. Grey Jeans, Dark Blue Shirt, ruffled hair.Good Lord! He was extremely sexy, and that being said, reacting this way was so not like me. 

"Sorry" I murmured, blushing.He smirked, "No need to apologize please.Actually,  I wish you had stopped a little later."He winked.

At his words, my eyes broadened and if it was possible, my cheeks grew hotter.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Come to take you to school?" He asked, his eyebrows raised. I wondered if he was thinking I was a knuclehead. He wouldn't really be wrong.

"No, I am not. My father's coming today. " I informed him, smiling broadly. Saying the words aloud seemed to make it so true. 

"That explains the gleam in your eyes.But surely you won't come?" He added the last part huskily, his lips slightly touching my ears.

"No" I breathed, "Christian please step back" 

"Fine" he replied chuckling,"I'll stop by later." And saying that he turned to leave. 

But he was barely at the door when my brother entered, his face shallow, and eyes wide with fear. 

"Lee" he said, "You need to know"  

"What?" I asked,uncertainly.

"Lee, Dad is..." He trailed off.His eyes were moist. Horrified, I reached him, "What is it Dean?" 

I said, shaking him. 

He shifted aside to give me way. There he stood, my father.Looking as he always does, handsome with a caring face and the smile that I had inherited. I rushed to him to pull him in my arms, to once again feel  the warmth that my father always radiated. 

But I could not feel him. He was there and yet he wasn't. I mean my hand literally passed through him. Horrified beyond any measure I stared at him. He smiled and as the whiff of smoke dissapears assimilating into the air, he did too. And where he stood, lay his body on the ground......

I woke up jerkily, my entire body shaking like hell and covered in sweat. My breathing  was shallow, and though I could not see it, I bet my eyes were wide with fear, the  same way Dean's had been in the dream...