Expectations

It had been 6 months since the day he let her slip through his fingers. He replays that moment constantly, the look in her eyes as the pain flashed across her face, the smirk Dean tried to hide, and the shear emptiness Nate had felt since that day. He just couldn't get over it, he was the only one he had to blame. School was bearable for Nate that is until Alex started coming to school with bruises.

Nate and Alex always passed each other in the halls; if she was alone they wouldn't even look at each other, if Dean was there the tension was worse. But today, today was different, as Nate walked past her he decided to take a look at the love of his life. What he saw was certainly not what he wanted to, her exposed skin was covered in bruises, how had he not noticed before? As he thought this Alex attempted to pull her long sleeves over her wrists' bruises, but this was no help.

"Alex?" Nate questioned quietly, she didn't hear him and keep walking. He didn't see her again all day, but the image of her bruised arms was seared in his memory. It was his fault he knew it was, he was the reason she was getting hurt. It has to be Dean who is doing this to her he thought. He decided right there that since he was responsible for what Alex was going through, he was going to make it right.

The next day when Nate saw Alex, he took a chance and reached out for her. As his hand wrapped around her arm she winced in pain, it registered all over her face.

"Nate let go of me." The pain she was experiencing was also evident in her voice. Not only did the pain come from her arm, but also from her heart.

"Alex, what did Dean do to you?" Nate asked in hushed tones as he examined the bruises on Alex's arms.

"Dean didn't do this okay? Now let go of me and leave, I don't want to be caught talking to you. Or he'll…" Alex cut he sentence off and ripped her arm from Nate's grasp and headed off down the hall.

"Or he'll what?" Nate yelled down the hall after her, it was no use.

Later that night Nate couldn't sleep, his mind was a blur with thoughts of Alex. He decided the best thing to do was to take a walk to clear his mind. He grabbed Elvis and the leash and started on his stroll. As he rounded a corner he almost didn't hear the screams, he was too deep in thought.

Hey guys I know that this is super super short but I am just not feeling like writing for some reason. I have this entire story planned out but I just dont want to write, this has never happened before :(... well anyways what I am getting at is could you guys please review with some of your favourite stories by other authors, because I am hoping that what that will do is inspire me by reading other good stories. Hopefully I can regain the passion for writing... sorry