Title: A Joke
Disclaimer: Me no own, You no sue
Warning: Wincest
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They were never supposed to be apart. That much you know for sure.
He doesn't love you; not like you think, the man with the yellow eyes whispers into your ear.
"I know that," you say. You hold your head high, you will not show weakness.
He's used you. You're nothing but a substitute for the real deal.
"And who is that?" you ask just to keep up conversation.
Dean Winchester. Yeah, that's right, baby. Your boyfriend fucked his own brother out of love and lust; all the darkness in his soul will be mine as soon as you are dead and gone.
Jessica smiles when she hears this. She looks the demon in the eyes and laughs in his face. "You'll never win. Dean won't let you get close to Sam."
The man with yellow eyes growls low under his breath and the pain that erupts through her abdomen was the worst thing she's ever experienced. She screams as she's jerked upward and pinned against the ceiling. She cries for Sam to save her, for Dean to save Sam, and for the good Lord to end the pain.
Enough of that.
And now she can't scream. Her voice and breath and locked inside her and she can only watch as the demon waltzes about her home, making cookies and turning on the shower and writing a note to Sammy.
He'll think it's a joke. Poor Sammy, right?
She moves her lips but nothing comes out and all she can do is squeeze her eyes shut and wait for the end.
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