Chapter 6: My Own Worst Enemy
Dean ducked his head back inside once he saw Sammy was okay. They sure were making a lot of noise. It kind of made Dean twitchy. When he had first started hearing the noise outside he initially grabbed his knife. He knew that these wasn't going to be the last time his instincts got ahead of new place, these new 'home' had his nerves all out of whack. There was a lot of kids, not the most he'd seen in a household but enough to have him worrying.
The amount of kids wasn't the only thing nagging him either. It's how they treated them, the innocent and warm genuine kindness that he had not felt since he was four. Dean waved away those memories, no need to get emotional and chicky about things. But what really turned his moe foul was that speck. That little speck of hope deep, deep down inside him, that hoped that this might be it. Dean was practically seventeen, and they'd have a year. That's all they needed, to last a year. The longest the boys had ever lasted anywhere was six months and then he found them. Then Dean had to do som radical thing to get them both kicked out of the place. Dean had liked that place. His grades were below average but they were passing. He had also formed some good relationship, friendship wize and romantic ones at the same time he couldn't really find it in himself to miss them, well he did miss one person. Benny. Benny was beyond words. He was probably the closest person Dean had ever gotten to that wasn't his brother.
He missed how he talked, he missed how they would hotwire cars and do donuts in them and he missed there talks. Benny had help Deaned during a difficult time for him and he owed him so much and how did he repay him? He left. Well more life he and Sam got the boot but it was the Sam gest.
Dean rolled over on his side, he was tired of thinking about the past. Thinking about the past for to long always brought the bad memories to light.
Dean was a bit pissed if had to admit it. Not at anyone though, no he was pissed at himself. He was an ass to Miss Mills and for no good reason to. He chalked it up to the whole hope thing. He didn't like hope all to much, hope created pain.
Dean dropped his magazine down one bed, it wasn't like he was really reading it. He let a long sigh out and sat up on his bed. Sam had been going on about some positive thinking shit he had read about. It always surprised him what bid head his little brother had, no thanks to him or John, but at the same time it didn't surprise him too much.
So Dean decided, seeing as he was all alone it wouldn't exactly hurt to try it. Plus no witness to make fun him, though he doubt they would laughing to long before he throttle them. Sam had said the first step was getting comfortable. He didn't think it was to comfortable, but Dean decided to sit like one of those monks from those old kung fu movies. Step to was taking deep breaths and finally step three. Starting out loud a positive view on the situation.
" Um . . . We have a roof over our head? Yeah? Yeah,um ok, Sammy and I are together. And . . . and you know what these is stupid and-" Suddenly the sound of the back firing of a car came from outside. Dean flinched before running up to the window. Outside a 1978 Lincoln Continental Mark V was being clumsy parked in the Mills drive way. It looked cheap, and it was probably bought that way to. But all of Dean's judgement of the car vanished when he stepped out. He seemed average height, but Dean couldn't really tell from his angle on the second floor. But he could see the the figure had black spiky hair, he was also wearing khakis and what looked to be a blue vest. Dean wouldn't acknowledge he was kind of captivated by these new guy. Heck he knew deep down that it wasn't the first guy to catch his eye. But something was off with these one, Dean felt something odd about him and at that moment mystery man looked up, right at Dean's window. All Dean shaw were his eyes, never had he seen something so blue, so amazing. Dean finally realized that he had been staying at these stranger for far to long. The Man outside tilted his head in confusion Dean assumed, these caused Deans Cheeks to grow scarlet. Which inturned made him panic. He decided the best option was to disappear, so he did just that. Of course suddenly plummeting down to his floor,face down, wasn't really necessary.
Sorry for the late update guys, finals and all. Also sorry if there's a lot of spelling errors.
