Chapter 9: Invasion of privacy
"What are you doing!" asked Dean shrilly
"You read it!" she yelled
Dean finally looked down at the thrown book. It was the same book he and Sam had been looking at a few hours before. He looked at Sam and glared at him sharply.
"Well" he started
"It's a yes or no answer!"
"Yes, just the first few pages."
"Just? Just?" she asked and laughed, "That is my diary! That is private, you invaded my privacy!"
"Sorry?"
Reece opened her mouth to say something but closed it and stormed out of the room.
"Reece!"
Sam sighed and got up running after her. He found her lying on her bed face down. Her face was buried in her pillow. She looked up and he saw she had red and puffy eyes. He bit his lip and sat beside her.
"Hi Sam," she said and sat up in her bed
"Hi honey."
"Sorry about that. It just gets me so angry," she growled
"No, I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"I, um, I found the book and showed Dean," he said rather quickly
"You what!"
"I did it."
She jumped up from the bed angrily, "Get out!"
"Reece."
"Get out, get out, get out!" she yelled pointing at the door
"Reece, please," he started and got up
She picked up the dagger that was behind her picture frame and pointed it at him. He put up his hands.
"Fine, fine, I'll leave," he said and walked out of them room never taking his eyes of the girl
After he left she kicked the door closed behind him. She yelled and chucked the dagger at the closed door. It hit right where Sam's head would have been. She sighed and smiled to herself. She walked over and took out the knife.
"Great," she said as she looked at the hole in the door
She put her dagger back in its place and flopped down on her bed. She stared up at the ceiling and burst out laughing but the laughing soon turned to crying. She covered her face with her hands and sobbed quietly to herself.
"God, I'm such a baby," she said and wiped away her tears
"Reece," she heard a voice say
"Leave me alone," she said and then smelled it
She sat up in her bed and looked all around her. She instantly dug in her drawer for salt but was pushed back roughly. She tried to scream but her mouth was clamped shut. A strong wind came over her and she fought just to get up.
"Reece," she heard again
"No, Dean, help! Get off me. I have to get up, have to get away," she thought
Another strong wind but this time the "wind" entered her eyes, nose and mouth.
Sorry, do you hate me now? Oh yeah and the whole "wind" thing: i didn't know what else to put so if one of you can or wants me to change that tell me. Review!