E/O Challenge: blunt
Spoilers/Warnings: none – in fact, this is my "make your own story" double drabble. This is probably going to be a part of a bigger story someday, but for now my fellow drabblers, its up to you to make up the beginning and the end.
The Knife
Dean walked over to the girl with the knife by his side. His eyes were calm and clear. He held out a bottle of some hard liquor, offering it to her. She shook her head, no, and closed her eyes. She heard the slosh of the bottle as he took a drink.
The girl didn't even have time for another breath to brace herself. Without warning, the searing, terrible pain of that broad, blunt knife forcing its way through her skin and into her body was instant. She opened her mouth but could not even scream – she made a hoarse, raspy sound. She opened her eyes and through the red and white stars she saw Dean lean down close to her face. He talked quietly.
"Good girl. You are doing great. I just have to pull it out now. Hold on." She felt his hand on her shoulder around the knife, and he grunted and yanked it out. The horrid pain repeated, and this time she was able to scream and sob, trying to clutch her shoulder but afraid to. Dean grabbed her flailing hand and held it to his chest, leaning close.
"It's over, it's over," he reassured her.