CHAPTER 2: I'D RATHER FIGHT A GHOST
As the shorter man continues to make a salt circle, I grab a silver knife from the china cabinet. I see the ghost walking toward the man stuck on the wall. I dash towards the ghost and slash the silver knife through it. The ghost disappears straight away.
"GET IN THE CIRCLE!" the short one shouts.
"Like you guys have a chance alone!" I yell over the loud wind. Julian jumps into the circle. Even though he's done this almost as long as me- he is still the most terrified of ghosts.
"Why didn't you burn the bones?!" I ask running my knife through the ghost yet again.
"Cremated!" the tall one manages to get out. I remember the ghost was wearing a suit, and his tie was missing. I run up the stairs.
"SAM!" Julian manages to shout. Out of the corner of my eye I see the two men look at him like he was dangerous, like he knew something. That was all I saw before disappearing up the stairs. I look through the closet, under the bed, and through the dresser of the only bedroom before I manage to find a black tie. I pull out a match and light the tie on fire.
"God damned ghost." I mutter to myself as I watch it burn. When it turns to a crisp, the winds stop completely. I crash to the floor out of tiredness. I hit my head on the dresser and all inset after that is black.
I wake up to the sound of people talking and an engine roaring to life.
"Yea, her name is Samantha. I was calling to her, not you, Sam." I hear Julian say. I open my eyes to find us in a car. My head is resting on Julian's lap while my legs are spread onto the seat. Julian is sitting upright, stroking my hair and smiling down at me.
"Hey, sunshine." He smiles at me.
"Are you two…?" I hear from the passenger seat.
"No, he's my best friend." I say sitting up. I see the tall one in the passenger seat, and the short one getting into the driver seat.
"I'm Sam, this is my brother, Dean." The tall one says.
"Sam, but call me Samantha. I'm guessing you already know Julian." I say.
"Yea, we're gonna ride with them back to their motel." Julian tells me.
"Hell no! I'm not leaving my baby here!" I practically yell.
"It's alright, princess, a friend of ours will tow it back to the motel." Dean says smirking at me through the rear view mirror.
"Excuse me?" I say.
"Oh shit." Julian mutters.
"If you fucking think you can call me princess, I will shut you up faster than you can think I'm possessed. Are we clear, shitbag?'' I say, leaning forward so my lips are touching Dean's ear. Dean clears his throat.
"Get out." He says calmly. I open the door and give Julian a look that says, 'Sorry, but what could I do?' Right when the door closes, the Impala speeds off. In the distance, I see a car coming towards me. "Need a ride? I'm already towing a car." A man in about his 60s says in the car when he pulls up.
"Do you know two men in the name of Sam and Dean? One of them being a douchebag? I ask.
"Why yes I do…. What the hell did those idjits do this time." He responds.
"I'll tell you once we hook my car up." I say. He nods and gets out of the car.
*TIME SKIP*
"So, after that, he kicks me out and drives off." I say while Bobby nods.
"He has a history with tryna pick up ladies. I'll drop you off at their motel and buy you a room there. Don't worry, I'll chew Dean out." He says, keeping his eyes on the road.
"Thanks, Bobby." I smile at him.
*TIME SKIP*
Bobby dropped me off at the motel, and I refused to let him buy me a room. I saw the impala there, so I just asked me what room they were staying in. Room 9… I lock pick the door and step in. I see Dean in the middle of the room holding a beer, now staring at me. I see Sam sitting on the edge of the bed, and I'm guessing Julian was in the shower.
"What the hell?" Dean asks staring at me. I walk up to him and punch him in the face so hard he falls on the floor and his beer spilt all over him. Julian walks out of the bathroom dully dressed.
"Sam- let's grab a bite. He says running out the door. Sam follows him. Julian knows better than to stay in a room with me when I was passed, whether it was at him or someone else.
"You bitch!" he yells and pulls me down to the ground. He gets on top of me and pins me down. I try to push him off, but he's too strong.
"Sorry, sweetheart," Dean says with a smirk. Let me try something else…. I bite my lip and eye him up and down. I've done this so many times to get information out of people. Let's see if I can pull this off… I lift my head up in attempted to kiss him. He leans down and our lips connect. I push my tongue into his mouth, exploring his. He deepens the kiss by releasing one hand from my wrist and onto the back of my head. That's all I needed. I flip us over so I'm straddling him and now pinning him down.
"God, you're tricky." He admits, smiling.
"You know, that wasn't too bad." I admit, as well. He was an amazing kisser. Like, really amazing. And he is really attractive… It might be fun. I'm leaving soon anyways. I lean down and kiss him again. This time the kiss is filled with need. I stop kissing him and slip his gray V-neck off. I lean back down and start kissing him again. I don't even have time to stop kissing him before the door is opened. In come Julian and Sam. I turn behind me, still straddling Dean. Not to mention he's still shirtless… "Goddammit Julian!" I say.
"Five minutes, you two. Before we come in again." Julian says while closing the door.
"Who the hell cares, right?" Dean says, smirking. I sure don't. I lean back in. Let's just say we made out for 4 minutes and have to really rush for it to look like we got up right after Julian and Sam came in.