Louis
"I promise you, it's gonna be okay." I tell Piper as she looks up me with these wounded eyes. Dean grabs my arm and ushers me out of the house and to the car, I slip into the passengers side and he gets into the drivers, turning the engine over.
"You really think Garret can help us?"
"He has the resources, he's our only way out of this. And when I say our I mean our. You've dragged all of into his."
"Don't blame her, it's not her fault."
"You need to stop being this martyr of some cause. She may be your girl but she's just as responsible. She went through with this with you. You realize that?"
"Yeah, but it was my plan. I was the one who schemed it all, but for a great cause. Have you ever seen Gina so bruised and disfigured it didn't even look like Gina?" I look over to him and I think I've struck a cord. His hands are squeezing the steering wheel and I think he might rip the fucker right off.
"Let's go." He says and peels out of the driveway.
The whole drive there is utter silence. He just looks forward and I focus too much on Piper and if she's still at his place cutting her thighs with her fingernails or maybe she's done something even worse. I pray Gina knows how to calm her. Although she probably doesn't.
She couldn't, during my long week spent there I've seen three sides of her. The one high on coke, the emotional one, and the crazy one. Not one of them have ever showed an ounce of compassion, I just don't think she has any. And Piper has so much, still after everything Tyson and I have put her through she does not cease to give love and empowerment I don't know how she does it. I would have given up on me a long time ago. I would have given up on Tyson a while ago but still she fights for me. She fought for him for three years and he just fought her.
Finally he's pulling up to a white trailer, the lights shine yellow onto the driveway, sensory lights I believe. There are two Rottweilers sitting at the end of these steel chains who bark as we start up the stairs. Dean pats one of them on the head, moving them away from me.
"Nala'll bite your fucking leg clean off. You don't want to touch her." I nod, rushing to the door. Some dirty looking guy is standing in the doorway with no clothes on, just a thin pair of boxers. I stumble back, Dean catches my arm and laughs.
"Get in." He has some sort of an accent , Irish or Scottish maybe. Dean whips me inside and shuts the door behind him. There's some naked girl laying in the couch, her body exposed for everyone. I immediately turn my head to face the ceiling and he laughs harder.
"Felicity, go put on something so the virgin looses his boner." He punches me straight in the sac. The pain is momentary but the awkwardness- a lifetime.
"So Dean tells me you're on the run?"
I nod, trying to stop my cheeks from burning. "Yeah."
"And you need some fake passport, maybe even a few ID's?"
"A little more than that, G." He speaks up.
"And what else is that?"
"They need some-" he hesitates, something new for Dean. "They need cash."
"Woah woah woah!" The little space is filled with deep booming of voices.
"No, now you know I'm good for it. I wouldn't ask if they didn't need it. They are dead. We're dead without it." Garret bites his lip, looking to me and then to Dean.
"How much?"
"Just enough to get us on a plane to Budapest or some shit."
"Gimme a number."
"20."
"20!"
"It's a lot, I know." Dean defends but I can slowly see Garret's body settle down, he calms himself someway and in a few minutes he marching out of the room.
"What's he doing?" I ask Dean in a hushed voice. He shrugs.
"I don't know, you never know with him."
"Could he be calling the cops?" Dean shakes his head like I've just accused him.
"He wouldn't do that."
Garret comes back with a black bag and throws it on the table separating us. The thud alarms both of us and we exchange glances and look to Garret.
"There's you're twenty. The passports, everything. Once you're out of this town I don't want to see you again. If you need to contact me you use a burner. You got it?" Dean grabs the bag and nods. When he gets up they pull each other into this painful looking hug.
"I love you man."
"Yeah, just get the hell out of here." Dean gestures for me to follow him and I do. They're whole transaction I said nothing. I didn't know what to say, it was all to surreal for me. The fact that this is actually happening, we're leaving and I can finally give her the life she's guaranteed. It's all falling into place.
Dean talks the way back, which I assume takes us an hour. I'm anxious in my seat just wanting to get back and leave.
"We have everything we need, we're outta here." He beams, driving into town a few minutes from his home. I'm on the look out for anyone that could take us in cause at this point it just seems to good to be true. It must be.
"When do we leave?"
"Tomorrow noon, maybe even tonight."
"She'd be so happy."
"Think about yourself for once, man." The buzzing from his pocket turns to singing and quickly he answers.
"It's Gina." He tells me. "Gina, what's up babe? We're pulling in." We're only a few feet from his driveway. A straight shot until we're home.
"Piper?" I quickly turn to look at him, looking to see if I can get anything from his facial feature.
"What!?" He screams.
"What's going on?" He turns to me and shakes head, moving the phone from his mouth.
"He found them."
"What!?"
I hear her screaming on the other end. My skin goes cold and my chest heavy. The few feet of light in front of me goes dark for a moment. And I know I've screwed up. I left her alone and I shouldn't have.
"Dean, stop!" I reach for the door handle and jump out, nearly breaking my arm. I jog to the edge of the fence. I can see the lights on throughout the house and shit thrown in the yard and then I see her shoes, laying in the middle of the yard. My throat immediately tenses, I get on my hands and knees, not listening to Dean telling me to come back his way.
"He's not coming back! I called him I told him everything." She screams, her voice is so hoarse like she's been screaming for hours. With him maybe she has, but I don't wanna think about that.
"If you're here he'll be right around the corner." I slowly creep onto the porch watching the scene before me through the screen door, my stomach scrapping the pavement.
He has both of them on their knees, Piper's hair is bloodied. I can see that even though her hair is jet black. Her shirt is tattered and her sweats she was wearing when I left are gone. Gina's face is red and I can see the blood trickling from her nose.
I have to look away from Piper and to Gina to stop from getting sick. She looks like the night I found her outside my dorm room with her eyes puffy with tears and bruises and her nose completely black. Her knuckles bleeding from fighting him off. Her clothes missing besides a towel and her underwear.
The night she found out about his addiction and he beat her so bad she couldn't see where she was walking she just knew she'd end up at my place eventually.
If I hadn't found her I don't know what would have happened but he didn't care. He doesn't give a shit about her. I can't look at this anymore
I stand to my feet pushing the door open, and everyone turns towards me.
"Louis no!" She cries out.
"Look who made it to the show." He grins.