Title: Whispers
Author: PlatinumRoseLady
Disclaimer: The Winchesters belong to Eric Kripke. Just borrowing them for a bit.
Drabble Challenge Word: "Ditch"
Word Count: 100 words. *Give the Word Count a hug*
Players: Go to Enkidu07's page, and you'll find all the usual suspects. Resistance is futile – you will be drabbleized. We're like the Borg, only cuter.
Spoiler Alert: Season Four compatible. And you know what that means. SNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSNSN
He lies still on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. His hands grip the sheets, feel his nails driving into his palms through the cheap fabric.
His body wants sleep so badly. His heart is terrified of the very notion.
Because then the screams start.
But even worse than the screams are the whispers.
The whispers are what bring tears to his emerald eyes.
"First chance Sam gets, he's going to ditch you."
"He'll leave your weak ass behind."
"And then you'll be alone again, Dean."
"Alone with us."
The whispers turn to mocking laughter as Dean quietly sobs.