"Sam wait!" I called, chasing him through the door he just stormed out of. I put my hand in between the wood and the metal of the wall as he tried to slam it shut in frusteration. "Don't go Sam." I practically beg, he turned around to face me.
He was breathing heavily and his hands were in fists so tight his palms were starting to turn white. And his once beauitful and glossy green eyes were now a dark shade of diry pond water. He was absolutly ferious.
"You and your dad fight all the time-" But he cuts me off practically yelling at me.
"Not this time. I'm going to school I can't stand around and let him control me like this!" He throws his hands up and goes to walk away.
"So, your just gonna leave me here with them?" I ask, my voice practically a whisper as the tears start to build up.
"Your too young to go to college, you haven't even finished highschool yet! So yeah, I'm leaving you here with them." He shoots back coldly.
"Fine." I try to hold my voice strongly as the dark night erupts over us, there was no clouds out and the moon was only a cresent. It was quiet, so quiet you could practically hear the crickets. Except now all you hear is the screams and the fights of Sam and John winchester.
"I don't need you!" I yell his way picking up a rock and throwing it. "I hate you Sam Winchester I hate you!" I hiss, of course I didn't mean a word I was saying but I was angry and upset at the fact he would leave me behid like this.
"I don't care." He says shaking his head back and forth causing his chocolate brown hair to bounce. When you know someone practically your whole life, you can feel like you can tell if the other is lying. But this time, I couldn't. You think you know someone.
Sam turned around and took off in a sprint as soon as the door re opened and I tried to take off after him, calling him, tellig him I was sorry. But someone grabbed my arms and pinned them behind me before I could run.
I tried to struggle but the person was so strong, I couldn't budge. Then I fell to my knees, they hit the concrete with a thud but I didn't care. That pain had nothing compared to the pain I felt of betrayal.
"Sammy." I sobbed, my voice cracking as my tears fell.
The person who had caught me and grabbed me was Dean, he held me there for a good hour or os until he was almost positive I couldn't go out and find Sam. I didn't stop crying though, I couldn't stop. Dean let go of my arms and let the blood re circulate through them but then quickly came and sat down beside me on the cold ground.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into him, I leaned my head on his shoulder and tried to contain my sobs. I still haven't seen John yet which didn't surpirse me, he hardly shows emotion in these types of situations. And Dean is almost just as bad, so I was a little taken back by his strong arms sercuring themselves around me to try and calm me down.
By the pained look on his face he was also pretty upset Sam had left, but in Dean's mind it was mostly Sam's fault. To Dean John did the right thing but to me I was oppoisite. I wanted to go back inside and yell at John, blame him for everything that had happened but I didn't. I wanted to be the mature one and so when I got back up and went back inside with Dean. I looked John right in the eyes and let him see how hurt I was because of this and went straight to bed.
That was years ago now though and today Dean and I had set off to go and get Sam. Because John had gone out on a hunting trip and hasn't been back. So we're both pretty worried. I haven't seen Sam sense that night and I was nervous, and still angry. So when we pulled up to his dorm Dean and I were both a little hesitant.
"Ready?" He asked me, reaching over and un buckling his seat belt.
"As ready as I'll ever be." I answer un buckling myself next.
We walk stright up and give each other boosts up onto the roof. Before trying every window, all of the upstairs ones were locked so we go back down and try the bottom ones. The kitchen? window was unclocked. So Dean crawls through firsts. Then I also make my way in.
I took a little bit longer though, as I had searched around for anyone maybe noticing if anyone had spotted us trying to get in and call the cops. It seemed to be clear, I mean it was pretty early in the morning.
"Dean?" I hear Sam's voice seeming a little sleepy and excausted. Dean had Sam pinned down and I watched in the shadows for a few moments, before Dean makes fun of Sam for being out of shape, then flips Dean over and then pins him.
"C'mon Dean, your gonna let your little brother beat you in a pin down?" I smirk leaning against the fridge and crossing my arms, making sure my eyes show no emotion towards Sam.
"Kayla?" He asks getting off of his brother and looking over at me.
"The one and only." I answer plainly taking a small bow.
"Sam?" We hear a girls voice and we all look over to be seeing a blonde girl, in nothing but small shorts and a crop top Smurfs shirt.
"Jess." Sam gulps, walking over to her and wrapping a reasurring arm around her waist. "Dean, Kayla this is Jess my girlfriend." He introduces, so Sammy left and got a beauitful girlfriend. I was happy for him because he was happy but I couldn't help feeling the pit of my stomach rise with a sense of jealoucy towards this 'Jess' girl.
"Hi Jess." I wave slightly trying to force the best smile I could.
"Let me just tell you one thing, you are way out of my brothers league." Dean comes in and I scowl hitting his arm. "Ow!" Dean complains.
"I should go and change." Jess says suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable.
"Don't you even dream of it, I love the smurfs." Dean smiles cheekily and I smack his arm once again but a little hader. "Stop that!" He tells me.
"We need to talk to Sam about some family buissness." I intrude ignroing Dean's comment to me.
"Are you his sister?" She asks me and I laugh and shake my head.
"No" Sam I both say at the same time.
"Just a really good family friend." I tell her and she nods.
"If you can say it in front of me, you can say it in front of Jess." Sam says pulling her a little closer when Dean asked if she could exit. I sighed and rubbed my temples. God Sam.
"Fine, dad left and hasn't been back in a couple days." Dean says trying to get the hint.
"He'll stumble in sooner or later." Sam huffs and I groan.
"Sam, John's left on a hunting trip and hasn't been back in a couple days." I say raising my eyebrows trying to get it across him. He seemed to finally understand and turned to Jess and told her he would be up in a couple minutes.
Sam had to be back by Monday for a college interview but I was just glad he had decided to come and help Dean and I. Dean opened the trunck and the opened the secret drawer and loaded a few guns. I helped out by also loading a few more and tossing one over to Sam. He seemed kinda hesitant at first but I didn't care. We all needed a weapon.
Dean walked around and opened his driving side to get in and both Sam and I wandered the other way. Both of our hands reached out at the exact same time and they brushed up against each other for shot gun.
"Sam, just because your back doesn't mean you get your seat back." I tell him icily pulling the door open and slipping in for myself and closing it behind me. I turn to Dean and he has his eyebrows raised at me. "What?" I ask turning forward.
"So are we gonna go?" I ask him, after Sam had gotten in the back but Dean still hadn't even started the car.
On my cue he put the keys in the slot and started her up, backing out and driving away. I kept quiet most of the time, looking out at the trees and the scenery as we made our way to our destination. But I couldn't help glancing in the review mirror and looking at Sam, he seemed a little lost and out of sorts but I probably would be to if something came out of the blue like this. But it showed he at least still cared for his dad once he came out here.
"Wait, so dad let you guys go on hunting trips by yourselves now?" Sam asks astonished. I can't help but slightly chuckle.
"Dude, I'm 26." Dean states spinning the wheel to make a right turn onto the highway.
"And I'm 22, why wouldn't we be able to go on hunting trips by ourselves?" I ask not looking at him, more into the dusty care air in front of me. The suddenly I see a girl in the street, in a white dress. She has long black hair and looks bruised. "Stop!" I yell reaching over to Dean so that he'll slam on the breaks.
He goes right through her and I gasp. I roll down the window and open the car door getting out and looking around, Dean and Sam still seemed shaken up and I couldn't find the girl anywhere.
"What was that?" Sam asks when I come back in.
"I don't know, but whatever it was, it's not here anymore." I say closing the door behind me. "Maybe we should look into it." I suggest and Dean nods starting up the car and pulling into the closest hotel.
It was dusty and by no means high class but it was a place to stay. So we all three get out and go into our room for the night, or the next couple days. Dean, being the idiot he is only got us a two bed room. And I was not going to sleep with either one of them.
"I think I'm going down the street to go and get some food, I thought I saw a gas station." Dean says only being in the room for a good twenty minutes. I just nod and pull out my laptop, connecting to the wifi and getting straight onto google.
Typing furiously on the keyboard I looked up anything that could get us to where we needed to find information about her. Sam came over at some point and peered over my shoulder to see what I was coming up with on my research.
"Here, can I look something up?" He asks and I slide the laptop over to him with out a word. He then also starts typing frantically and gets an 'ah ha!' look on hos face. "Her name was Constance, she jumped off the bridge right off the highway comminting suicide after her two kids drowned in the bathtub." Sam explains. Right then Dean walks through the door and comes over to us.
"I asked a few people in town if anything unusual was happening and turns out a few men have actually gone missing. One, a teenage boy just the other night by the name of Toby." Dean explains taking a bite out of his burger.
"There were cops surrounding a bridge not too far off the highway too, couldn't get a good look at what they were investigating but-" I cut off Dean by standing up.
"A bridge not too far off the highway we say Constance?" I question myself. "Sounds like the cops are on the bridge she jumped off of." I say turning around to Sam who also seemed to suddenly get it.