Author's Notes: Gosh, I've had such a lot of homework! Sorry this has taken so long to update! But anyway, here it is! Hope you all like it and please review! Reviews make me feel happy and hyper :D
Chapter 9
One week after the whole Sam and Dean incident, the brothers were back to normal. Sam still got a little grouchy at times, but who could blame him? He was a teenager, and mostly all teenagers went through a rough patch in life. But even though he got a little touchy at times, he seemed to really care for his brother who was always there to lend a hand.
Dean didn't like it when his brother sat himself in the corner, trying to block out his anger and the growing pains he was having. It just made Dean feel so sorry for Sam having to put up with all the stress of growing up.
"Do you want anything Sammy?" Dean asked caringly. "Maybe an aspirin might help?"
"Yeah, erm can I have an aspirin Dean. It's really getting bad." Sam wrapped his arms around his stomach, sweat dripping from his forehead.
Dean nodded his head and went and got Sam an aspirin. He really cared for his brother, but sometimes, just sometimes, he'd still be able to hear those heart breaking words "I hate you so much". Shivering at the thought, Dean hurried back to Sam who was now laying on the floor, trying to get into a comfy position to try and ease the pain.
"Here we go Sammy, take this. It'll do you some good."
"Thanks Dean. I appreciate it."
"No problem Sammy, you're my little brother. I'd do anything to help you."
Sam looked up at Dean before speaking. "You know I'd do anything to help you too."
Both brothers hugged and then looked at each other. It was very obvious that they cared a lot for one another.
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The next day, Sam packed his bag for school. His father was making him go, even thought he was feeling as sick as a dog.
"Please dad, I really don't feel well." Complained Sam as he rubbed his stomach.
"You probably have son, but it's best you go to school You don't want them to think you're skiving off school do you? They're expecting you."
"Dad, don't you think Sammy should just take a rest. Maybe give him..."
"No Dean." John interrupted his son sternly. "Sam's going to school and that's it."
Sam sighed as he threw his bag over his shoulder and walked out of the house.
His school wasn't that far away from the house. It was just a couple of blocks really. Nevertheless, Sam really didn't feel like jogging to school today. He just felt so down in the dumps.
"Hey Sam!" Yelled a young boy as he ran up behind the scruffy haired boy.
"Hi Jack." Sam said dully as he looked at his friend with sad eyes.
"What's up?"
"What do you think? I'm going back to school after being the only survivor in a major car crash, most of my friends are dead, I feel ill and it's just all to much for me." He sighed as tears ran down his face. That was the first time he'd actually told someone how he felt about his deceased friends...he hadn't even found the courage to tell his own brother and father.
"Well mate, I don't know how you feel but if you take it easy, maybe the bad thoughts will just brush away and you'll find that happiness deep down inside you." Jack smiled calmly as he patted Sam on the back. Sam quietly laughed, Jack could always cheer him up. He was such a happy, jolly person. It was quite unbelievable really.
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As the two boys walked into a class full of children, everyone gasped at the sight of Sam.
"Oh my god Sam! You're back!" Screamed one kid.
"Are you a ghost? You couldn't of survived that crash!" Yelled another.
"You should be dead!" Said another as he taunted Sam, trying to intimidate.
Sam just shook his head slowly and sat in his seat.
"You were drunk weren't you? What an idiot!" Laughed a young girl.
"Sam you rebel!" Yelled another.
Sam looked around him, at everyone trying to get there own opinion in. Kids were yelling at him, shouting, even hitting him. He just couldn't bare it.
"Just leave me alone will you!" He yelled before pushing his way out of the classroom.
But as soon as he reached the school gates, he froze.
"Sam!" Yelled Jack as he ran after his friend, watching as he fell to the floor.
Jack knelt beside his friend, yelling for help, but no one came.
"Help!" He continued yelling...still no one came.
Was Sam dying? What had happened? Had he collapsed? Or had something else happened to him? Wondered Jack as he looked at his friend.
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