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Chapter 2
Let it go
Dean opened his eyes. the monster that he was fighting, knocked him pretty bad. his mind was still fogy and his head hurt so bad. "I hate werewolf." he thought as suddenly his lung stopped working. It was like he had forgot how to breath. he tried harder to take a shaky breath but found out he couldn't. his vison was starting to blur and he was losing the battle with conscious so fast. he knew It was over. he was going to die in this filthy ground and no one was going to care about his death. sam had a new life, new girlfriend, new job and his dad was still chasing the demon. it was like everyone had a purpose in their life expect him. he had nothing to lose. he had to let it go.
Let it go. Let it go it go. What was that voice come from? was it sammy ?
HAVE TO LET IT GO. He took a shaky breath. even sammy wanted him to let go. he stopped fighting.
DEAN , DAMIN IT. He knew what to do.
No, no man, don't hold your breath. let it go. DEAN, FOR GOD SAKE, LET IT GO. What the hell was he talking about?
NURSE, NURSE. Nurse?!what nurse?was I in the damn hospital?
PLEASE, He can't breath. No, no, don't touch me, get your hands off my face. why I suddenly hate every nurse?
Just breath with me, in and out. I can help you with that. the hell you can!Kristy? oh shit shit shit...sammy help me...
"I remember now, she was killing me." it was his last thought before the darkness consumed him.
The next time dean opened his eyes, every thing was so white and bright. he knew somehow either he was dead or he had got back to the damn hospital. sammy should had saved him from that crazy nurse. he preferred option two better.
"Dean, you're with me now ?" that was sammy's voice, then surely back to the hospital. maybe he got lucky this time. he turned his head so he was looking at his concern little brother. he had to warn him now. he had to warn him yesterday.
"Sam, we gotta go NOW." his voice was still weak and that oxygen mask on his face wasn't helping the situation better.
"Dean, you just came back from the LIFE SAVING surgery and you had some trouble with your breathing. you're not going anywhere."
Sam looked so old and tired, It was like he hadn't got enough sleep and not like dean blamed him, he was through a lot and that had worried his brother sick but he couldn't risk that crazy bitch, kristy, lay a hands on sam, he had to warn him.
"Well maybe because I SHOULD'NT have trouble breathing if my damn nurse wasn't too busy to hold a pillow on my face."
"Dean, what are you talking about ?" sam looked confused.
"I'm talking about my sweet and lovely nurse. I'm talking about kristy. I don't know what had got into her. I mean maybe she got possessed or she was a lunatic crazy from the get go, but I'm telling you sam she had got a pillow on my face and tried to kill me."
If dean wasn't so out of it, swore he saw sadness instead of concern in sam's eyes and that made dean angrier than before.
"Well don't get too excited, you might pull something."
Sam sighed." Dean, I was there with you when you couldn't breath. It was like you had hold your breath and you wouldn't let go. doc said you had a panic attack and don't worry, he said it was total normal considering what your body been through this last days but man, believe me when I say, kristy wasn't there to be a part of it."
Let it go. Let it go dean. Let it go. No it can't be that easy, dean didn't buy that.
"I wouldn't do that, that's ridicules. maybe when you guys show up, she couldn't just finish the job and that's why I was out of breath instead of whole being dead, you know ?"
Sam shakes his head." No man, she couldn't be here."
"Why? did she got fired or something?" dean become more frustrated by a seconds.
"Or something."sam whispered through his lips.
"What aren't you telling me sam ?"dean frowned.
Sam dropped his head and started to play with his hands but after a sec, when he knew dean wasn't going to let it go, he started talking.
"I didn't tell you because I know you felt pretty close with her and I didn't want to upset you." he licked his lips."about a week ago, we found out that she was in the car accident and didn't make it."
"Oh...!"dean looked at sam with shock and disbelieve.
"Yeah..I'm sorry man."
Dean narrowed his eyes. It was like he wanted to get the conclusion of all of this. after a sec he looked at sam."then his ghost is hunting my ass for a reason or a demon bitch wearing his meat suit, whatever it is we gonna..."
Sam cut him out."I talked to one of her friends, said she was cremated so there is no way she had got possessed and she had no reason to hunt you or to be link to the you ."
"So what, you're saying my mind was playing with me? that I had a illusion of her KILLING me?." he shakes his head."No sam, that was so vivid, I know the difference between reality and imagination. she was actually here and wanted me dead."
Sam nodded."Okay, if you say so man. I'm gonna head to the motel and get some salt." sam still didn't believe him, but he didn't want to make his brother more upset. normally when someone or something was hunted, he felt it too but now he knew dean was on some good drugs and his doctor mentioned sometimes they were playing with mind so he let dean to had his moment with his imagination and hopefully with time he'll back to his right mind.
When sam left the room, dean let his guard down. he closed his eyes and tried so hard not to cry. he felt so bad for the poor girl and if she couldn't move on, he was going to help him. he owned her that much. slowly he opened his eyes and let his head to rest on the pillow. he stared on the celing for the seconds and when his eyelids got too heavy, he decided to shut him out.
He was about to get his beauty sleep, when he saw something out of corner of his eyes. Oh Shit , I'm not ready to confront her. he looked around to find something to defend himself but found none. he was stuck in the hospital's bed alone. he gotta do something if he wanna survive until sam come back. he knew it was useless but tried to reason with her.
"Kristy, I'm so sorry about what happened to you. believe me if I could stop you from dying, I would do that gladly but I can't do that and...you can't stay here...you have to let it go or It destroyed you." the shape doesn't still make a appearance, It was like she was hiding for something. he narrowed his eyes again and begun to start new speech, when he felt something touch his heart and burning throw it. when he got a chance to looked at himself, that was a hand in his chest that squeezed his heart. the pain was Intolerable, it burning every thing, It was like having the heart attack all over again but what most horrified him, the thing that was killing him, it wasn't kristy...
It was himself. younger version of himself.
What the hell is going on?! that was his last thought before he welcomed the darkness.
Pease R & R...
