My Supernatural Life:

A Supernatural fan story

Fugitive

Hello. My name is Calla Singer. I never thought I'd live the life I live. But it all just happened in an instant. I was at a party, you see. One of my close friends had died, and a few girls wanted to lighten the mood. So they threw a huge party at their house and invited everyone, even the geeks and freaks, who were doing some weird dance moves in the corner. Also, to add to the death of my friend, my boyfriend broke up with me. We were 25 and were going to get married, but he said something about my mom being fat, and that because of genes, I was going to get fat, and our children would be fat. He's such a dickhead. Anyway, I was hanging around the back, trying not to cry, when suddenly, the doors fly open. We all turn to look as a young man and older man walk in. I take one look at that young man and I am in love. No joke. So he walks in and comes straight for me. Oh crap. I think. How's my hair? Why is he coming for me? Is he a murderer? An extremely sexy murderer?

"Hey," he says. Ooh boy. This one's going to be tough.

"Hi?" I say, trying very hard not to look at his heart-shaped lips. "May I ask why you're crashing this wonderful party?" He smiled as he reached into his pocket. He's reaching for a gun! Run! RUN! My brain tells me. Of course, my body didn't listen. He pulls out an FBI badge.

"I'm here to investigate the murder of Katelyn Willigans." At the sound of her name, I burst into tears. He pushed me into a room and locked the door.

"I knew her very well," I say, before crying again. He looks at me sympathetically.

"Do you know if Katelyn had any enemies? Anyone who would want to hurt her?" I gaped at him.

"Why would you ask that? Katie was a kind person who donated to charity and helped homeless people!" He backed off. I paused for a minute. Should I tell him? As if reading my mind, he said,

"Do you have anything else to tell me?" I looked at my shoes. These high heels were such a good idea at first. Too bad I'll have to take them off to run.

"I saw Katie get killed," Before he could jump to conclusions, I started back up again. "But I never told anyone because I was afraid people were going to think I was crazy!" I shouted.

"Whoa. You can lower your voice. What did you see?" When I looked down again, he spoke up. "I won't think you're crazy." I looked back up at him. His eyes were just so beautiful…

"Okay. Me and Katie were walking home when we passed a dark street. She said it looked very creepy, which made it awesome. She urged me to walk with her down the street. I hesitantly went along with her." I paused, caught up in emotions. "We saw this girl our age just standing in the middle of the street. I told her hello. She said in a dark voice, 'I've been waiting for you.' She then grabbed Katelyn by her dress and threw her across the street. She looked me straight in the eye and said, 'Don't hide from yourself-'"

I paused. I thought it would give too much away. He urged me on his hand.

"Don't you think you have enough information?" I asked. He stared me down. "Okay, okay. So the girl said, 'Don't hide from yourself. You're special. You could murder me right on this very spot. Go ahead and do it. If you don't, your friend Katelyn here, will die.' I had no idea what she was talking about." I quivered when I said that. I wasn't a very convincing liar. Nevertheless, he told me to continue.

"She twisted her hand and I heard Katelyn's neck snap. I turned back to watch her body thump to the floor. I turned to see the girl again, and this time, she had full black eyes. She laughed cruelly. After that, I…I ran away." He looked at me in complete disbelief.

"I don't believe you ran away," he said, all eyes on my face. He saw my expression change. "What did you do to that girl?" I reached down and threw my high heels at him. I burst out the back door and ran for the sake of my life. I heard the door open and his thumping footsteps as he ran after me. I leaped on my motorcycle and sped off. I didn't look back once.

THREE YEARS LATER…

To Be Continued…

Characters from the show Supernatural are mentioned in this story. All belongs to the creators of Supernatural. Any resemblance is purely intentional and I did not create them. "Calla Singer" is my character and no else shall use said name. You may use the first name but not the last, and your character MAY NOT have resemblance to my character unless you say that it is not yours, and/or if you ask me.