Like I hinted... Its back. This is not actually a chapter, just a hint or preview of whats to come. I could stay away for long...=D
Forgive me for errors, I had a bit to drink.
Cleo puffed the last bit of the cigarette and plucked it out the window. Was she a smoker? She found them in the car. As far as she knew she didn't like smoking, but the bitter taste kept away the bitter smell of blood in her car. It dripped from her side to her leather seats, down to the floor. She cringed slamming on the brakes. Slowly she got herself out the car and up the porch steps. Before she could knock, Penelope was there.
"Cleo, were have you been?" Penelope asked a bit scared.
"Is that... my name... I cant remember." Cleo admitted.
"What do you mean?"
"I just woke up remembering this exact address and what... you look like." She noticed Penelope staring at her wound. "Also I was bleeding."
"Cleo, what happened?"
"I don't know? Is that my name? Tell me, my full name."
"Madison Kendale- I-I mean your fake-e n-name is Madison Kendale, your Cleo Piperson." Penelope stumbled on her words.
Cleo coughed blood. "I need a hospital."
"O-okay, follow me." Penelope said pulling Cleo into the house.
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Sam looked at his brother knowing things were different. This life was crazy...
That thought came to him like it was never in his mind 24/7. He wondered...
He wanted to go back to the life he had with Jessica...
From the beginning, again he'd make different choices. He say no to Dean no matter what...
Dean would have to learn to be normal, like he did...
Normal never got him anywhere. Never did him any good...
He cursed normal in his head, for normal was fucking difficult. A challenge. Killing came easy, after awhile and there was no going back...
For now he'd just sit there his head against the window of an Impala next to his laid back brother...
"Dean?" Sam called not looking away from the passing trees.
"Yeah?" Dean responded empty. He was hollow again.
"Do you ever miss her...?"
"Miss who? Cleo? No, its been a few months, I'm over it."
Sam laughed. "What was that speech about if you came back you'd marry her."
"Like I said it was a long time ago."
"A few months isn't long." Not long enough...
Dean took a hand from the wheel to reach out to his brother, but quickly pulled it away. "Maybe..." That got Dean thinking...or rather his thinking got to him...
He loved her...
No, he hated her...
No, no, he loved her so much he had to hate her...
His life wasn't a pretty poem, he liked it that way...
Without being with her, he hated her...
He hated himself...
But the job came first. Always...
But damn, he missed her...
He missed his Cleo...
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Sitting on the operating table wondering how 5 pieces of glass could of made their way into her skin. Cleo chuckled in her unconscious state. Did the doctor notice? She wondered...
She couldn't remember. She wasn't sure if she wanted to...
She remember were she lived...
Who the black hair, pale blue eyes girl was...
Why she was bleeding? Why she woke up in an abandoned building?
She knew when she was 15 she lost her virginity... just not to whom...
Why did she lose her memory?
Did she want to lose it?
For right now she wanted to wake up and sleep in a comfortable position...
Penelope bite her nail. A habit developed shortly after Cleo started her late night trips.
She wanted to live normal again, but ever since Dean, Cleo never could look back...
Maybe its a good thing she cant remember?
No, that wasn't right. Cleo was entitled to know everything...
Normal slapped her in the face every night...
Choices, choices, choices...
The choices we make...
The things we do for love...
Love that doesn't last...
Penelope shook her head rapidly, getting looks from people next to her in the waiting room. She didn't care, she wasn't normal anyway...
Ugh! Normal. That word...
Its not apart of her vocabulary...
She wouldn't make it apart of her vocabulary...
normal, Normal, NORMAL!
She wanted to scream...
She had to scream...
"What is wrong with me!?" Penelope shouted, kicking her feet and flinging her arms in the air. "Why!? This only happens to me? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!?" A cop came to restrain her. Her kicking caused her kick him in his stomach.
She was losing it...
Another cop came and finally got her held down on the ground. She was crying and mumbling...
"Wanna to be normal?" Then she screamed again, "I WANT TO BE NORMAL!" She started kicking and screaming again.
Normal
Normal
Normal
Normal
Sam
Normal
Normal
Sam
Normal
Sam is my normal...
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