Sam was curled up in the corner of the closet rubbing his left arm where the hand mark was still visible- dean had grabbed it hard when they heard the impala driving into the motel car park,
"he's coming!" dean grabbed sams arm and started to lead him to the closet,
"no, not again ,come on dean let me take this one… please" a tear started to form in sams eye, partly from the death grip dean had on his arm but mostly because of what he was about to do,
"SAM, not now just get in there" dean shoved Sam in and slammed the door ,locking it.
"DEAN!" Sam started to pound on the door ,making his knuckles bleed, but stopped as soon as he heard the key in the door.
It suddenly went deadly silent as john walked in
They stopped calling him dad years ago,
There was a loud thump against the door , Sam recognised this sound as the unmistakable thump of skin on a hard surface,
"d-" Sam covered his mouth with his hand,
There was no point for both of them to be beaten tonight , he owed dean that much, he did so much to protect him… they both did for each other. This angered john.
"come on you little bitch, you just gonna let deanie here take all the pain ,what kind of a spineless runt are you?"
Words like that always hurt more than the beatings, making us feel bad for not protecting each other well enough,
Sam pressed up against the wall willing himself not to succumb to his taunts, dean would have been proud of him.
The door suddenly flew open and the first thing Sam saw wasn't the huge angry ,pissed man in front of him but the unconscious body in the corner, dean… his brother,
"HEY BITCH IM TALKING TO YOU!" Sam was suddenly wrenched up by his hair and tears started to form in his eyes,
He looked up "bobby…"
Okay so you might be a little confused and think that I confused up the names but I didn't ,both john and bobby were there and doing it together , more in the next chapter, plzzzz r&r
p.s. I have nothing against bobby or john ,its purely for the purpose of the story .
