Wrote this for a prompt challenge at LiveJournal. The word was blood. Yes I went the obvious route and wrote about Sam and the demon blood…
Addicted
The taste was pure power.
The reason was revenge.
For what was done to him.
I knew what I was doing.
I did.
Why couldn't he trust me?
As I consumed it.
I didn't realise that it was consuming me…
Taking over.
So I couldn't see.
I drank down her poison.
So I could save the world.
He told me to stop.
He begged me…
But I couldn't see the light through the addiction.
Addicted to the power.
Addicted to the strength.
Addicted to the blood.
Addicted to the poison.
That destroyed the world.
That destroyed us…
I'm so sorry Dean.
Reviews = Love