I take back what I said in the last update. Some of you did reply (thank you!) my stupid phone was just being stupid and not giving me my stupid emails.
Pffft. Stupid.
Lol sorry you don't get much brother talk. My brother's three so I'm like wat. Wat r feels?
Anyway, I felt it was time for one of these:
I never said I owned SPN
Why can't we all just be friends?
Here's the next chapter
I don't think I have a career as a rapper.
The next day…
"It was so nice meeting you!" squeals Valerie as she envelops you in a hug. "Come back soon!" You laugh.
"I will!"
"You're always welcome here, kiddo," says Nate. You furrow your eyebrows as you hug him.
"Kiddo? I'm older than you." You stand on your toes to give him a peck on the cheek. "See ya later, brosef." You walk out of the house with a wave, shutting the door behind you. You start walking in the direction of the bus station, which was conveniently placed down the road.
You buy yourself a ticket to Ilchester, Maryland. They said the estimated time it would take to get there would be less than a day. You had received this text message from Dean: SAM IN ILCHESTER MARYLAND. COME IF YOU STILL CARE.
To which you replied: You little shit of course I care. Turn off caps lock for a sec it's hurting my eyes.
So now all you had to do was wait for a bus! Easy enough, you thought.
You thought wrong. The bus took two extra hours to get ready, which was annoying because you had wasted most of your phone battery on Angry Birds. (You swear that those effing pigs are out to ruin your life.)
Weary eyed and incredibly sleepy, you board the bus and take the seat nearest to the back. A bit shady, but at least you have leg room.
The only other occupants of the bus are the driver and a guy with the hole things in his earlobes. What were those called again? Ah, who cares. You suddenly wish you had a padlock to put through the holes. That'd be a laugh!
You are becoming way too much like Dean.
The watch on your wrist says it is close to nine in the morning. Only a couple more hours, you assure yourself. Then you'll help safe everything. Hopefully.
Your fingers go into your sweatshirt pocket, gripping the warm crystal. You can practically feel your Grace humming. The faint shadow of its light came from the pocket. It seemed to glow brighter when you touched it. As if it knew you were there. If that were even possible. But who knows? A lot of things are possible in your world.
You rest your head on your duffel bag. It serves as a perfectly wonderful pillow, and you soon begin to drift off to sleep.
When you wake, the sky is dark. The moon is full and looming ominously over a small town in the distance. That's Ilchester, Maryland, for sure. Only that town could look threatening on a night like this.
The driver pulls into the bus stop, and you start running toward the church. What was it called again? St. Mary's Convent, that's right. There's a tinge of electricity in the air; as if a really bad thunderstorm will start coming in soon.
By the time you reached the church you were out of breath. That was at most three miles. There's your workout for the day.
You take a gun and knife out of your duffle bag and walk inside. The heavy wooden doors are opened slightly, just like they are in horror films.
"Sam!" Dean's gruff voice calls from the end of the hall. He bangs on something. "Sam! Listen to me!"
You start running again. "Dean! Dean! I'm here, what-" The doors to the chapel are closed. Dean bangs against them with all of his might, but it's no use. He looks up at you, his hazel eyes deadly dark.
"That bitch!" You hiss, and he nods. The two of you have grown close enough that you can exchange silent conversations. For instance, Ruby was the one that closed the doors. The back stabbing bitch…
There is a high-pitched scream and then all is silent, except for Ruby's laughter. She was in it all along. She was planning this.
There is only one last chance. You and Dean step back and charge out the door, causing it to burst open. Lilith lays dead in front of a tomb, her blood swirling into shapes on the floor. You look up at Sam, your heart breaking at the sight of his confusion.
"Oh, Sam," you say. Dean kills Ruby with her own knife, which you would have cheered about, had Lilith not been killed.
You step out of the way as the blood line reaches your foot. All of the blood connects, forming an odd spiral shape. Light appears in the cracks of the floor; it is bright, like heavenly light, but it does not give off any warmth or comfort. Instead, it is cold. Like death and sorrow.
And the sound…it's indescribable. It's horrible, that's for sure. You cup your hands over your ears as both the light and sound bring the three of you to your knees.
This is how I die, you think, before everything goes black.
We're nearing the thirty chapter mark, guys!
