Chapter 3- The Tragedy
"That sounded like Mel." Monique said to Dean, who looked extremely worried.
"C'mon."
They both raced through the trees towards the scream. They kept on running until they saw a large crowd of people through the trees ahead. They could hear gasps of shock.
"What? What happened?" Monique said to no one in particular. Nobody answered.
"Excuse me… pardon me… sorry…" Monique weaved through the crowd with Dean.
"She's dead!" Sam shouted. Monique screamed and pushed through the crowd to see Mel lying in a pool of blood on the ground.
"Monique!" Dean shouted as he rushed through after her.
Monique ran over and hugged Mel's limp body, sobbing. Dean ran over as Monique lunged towards Sam.
"What did you do to her?! What did you do?!" Monique shouted as Dean held her back. Monique collapsed in his arms.
Monique sat in the teacher's tent with Sam. She couldn't look at him. She just stared into the void, allowing silent tears to slide down her face.
"Monique…" Sam came over and sat down, trying to comfort her.
"No! Get away… Murderer." Monique shouted. She glared at Sam as he sat back down on the other side of the tent.
Dean walked in.
"Sam? Are you okay?"
"Her blood is all over me…" Sam said.
Her blood is all over me too…
"I should be dead! Not her!" Sam shouted angrily, tears running down his face.
I knew it! It was his fault! If it wasn't for him, she would still be alive!
Monique started to cry loudly, catching Dean's attention.
"It's okay… Shhh…. It'll be alright…" Dean comforted. He hugged Monique as she cried on his shoulder. His words were comforting. She settled down a bit, as he kissed her on the forehead.
"It's not fair…" Monique sobbed.
"I know, I know. But we will get through this… together."
The End