Chapter 16
Sam brooked no arguments, and informed both Dean and
Abbie that he was driving today, as they were still recuperating.
Surprisingly... no fuss was made. Dean happily slid in shotgun,
whilst Abbie crawled into the back and lay stretched out, her
midsection was still very painful.
Kansas played softly. "You
ok hon?" asked Sam.
"Yeah. Kinda nervous though yknow?"
said Abbie.
"Not surprised" Sam answered.
Theyd
been driving nearly 3 hours and everyone was starting to get hungry.
"This looks ok bro, pull in here" Dean said.
Sam pulled
up and cut the engine, unfolded his long frame achingly. Abbie stayed
put. Dean peered in the back... he thought shed been quiet for the
last half an hour. Man his sister liked to sleep more than he did,
and he liked his bed A LOT! He opened the door and called her. "Abs.
Come on, were getting something to eat" no response. A soft
shake of her foot. Still nothing. Seems she was more like him than he
realised. He leant over her inert form and shook her face...
"Abbieeeeee" ... Oh for
chrissake... "ABBIE!"
She jumped a foot in
the air.
"Whathefuckwhoshurt!" she shouted in an
incomprehensible babble.
Dean and Sam were both laughing hard.
"Nothing and no one Sis, just trying to wake you! Man you
sleep the sleep of the dead baby sister!" Dean laughed.
"Christ
on a bike, did you HAVE to shout so loud?" Abbie sulked. She
hated being dragged awake so quickly, made her a cranky bitch...
"hahahahaha
Sis, he tried 3 other ways of waking you but you were out for the
count!" Sam grinned,
"You must be joking... I do not
sleep that heavy" She was feeling petulant now, all because
theyd made her feel a prize tit.
"Anyway get going if you
guys are hungry! Dont let me hold you up!" she
snarked.
"Ooooooooooh Sabrina has woken up in a baaaaaaad
mood" said Dean.
"Bite me!" she snapped back.
"Cut
it out you two, I cant be bothered refereeing today" Sam told
both of them.
They wound their to the back of the greasy
diner...ew it was not a classy joint.
"You wanna drive on
and find another?" Dean asked.
"Man itll do, food cant
be that bad" said Sam
"Not bothered" Abbie still
slightly sulked. Deciding she wanted a five minute timeout, Abbie
asked what her brothers wanted and went to place the order.
The
guy behind the counter walked out and called pleaseantly "What
can I get you?" Upon seeing Abbie standing at his counter, he
looked her over appreciateivly and slowly. The slug, thought Abbie.
She snapped their order at him and sat on the stool whilst he got
busy.
"So havent seen you around here before. You passing
through?"
Jeeeezus, she thought. Same old fuckin bullshit.
So she gave the same old one word answers, hoping to put him off. A
few more attempts later and he seemed to give up thank God.
The
order came to $9.45, and Abbie pulled a $20 from her pocket. He took
it and messed around with the cash register. Walking back he handed
her 55 cents in change. She pocketed it. Then she remembered.
"Sir?"
Abbie said
"Yes maam?"
"I gave you a $20"
"No
you gave me a $10, I think youre mistaken"
"Dont make
me say it again mr. I gave you a $20. Check your register."
"I
will not. I dont like your attitude young lady"
"I
havent GOT an attitude... YET. Now check the damn thing!"
she started to feel a slight numbness in her fingertips. Oh god,
no...but she was getting angrier by the second while this prick
jerked around.
Her brothers were sat under the speaker and
couldnt hear a damn word, plus a small screen around their booth
made for restricted viewing too.
"Look missy, you gave me a
$10, and I gave you the correct change"
She had a thought
that maybe he was doing this cos she had spurned his pathetic
advances. The numbness became a tingle, and that tingle became a dull
pain.
"One more time buddy. CHECK THE REGISTER!"
He
had the gall to just stand at look at her like SHE was the one in the
wrong. By now, her fingers were on fire. A haze of red seemed to
engulf her vision.
Screaming, she pointed her finger at him. "JUST
GIVE ME MY CHANGE YOU FUCKIN CREEP!"
BANG! he flew back
into the diners kitchen. OMG... what have I done Abbie thought.
He stumbled back up. "You crazy bitch! Youll get nothing
from me!"
That did it. "You theiving, nasty assed little
prick!" she screeched. Waving her hands at generally everything
near to where he was, things started flying. Stools upended, knives
shot into walls just skimming his head. He had SO pissed her off, she
felt like the person doing this wasnt her.
Sam heard a loud
crack. He peered round the screen. What he saw made his blood run
cold. Abbie had him pinned up against the wall, but half way
up... without holding him. Her hands were held out infront of
her.
"DEAN!" Sam shouted.
They
both sprinted to the counter.
"Abbie stop!" yelled Sam.
She whirled round and hit him on his ass without touching him. The
force was amazing. Abbie turned her attention back to the theiving
sonofabitch.
Dean crept up to her, grabbed her arms. She was
spitting with uncontrolled rage. One thing for for this Dean thought
with a hint of regret. He pulled his hand back and gave her face a
loud singing slap. It was horrible, and he hated having to do it. The
light went out of her and she sagged in his arms.
They grabbed
her and quickly ran from the diner, if that jerkoff called the cops,
there would be no explaining this one.
They bundled her into the
car.
"What the HELL did you do Abbie?" asked Dean.
"hey
take it easy Bro" said Sam.
"Look im worried okay?. She
cant be acting up like this in public!"
Looking back at her
cos shed said nothing, they both saw her eyes roll in the back of
her head...
