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I gawped at my cell phone as it rung a second time in my hand. Ooh, I was so dead. I might as well have shot myself in the face at that moment, it would save my brother the honor of doing so later. I quickly shoved my cell phone back into my bomber-jacket pocket, before hastily pulling my discarded clothes on.

My barrage of profanities whilst hopping around, in order to push my feet into my high tops, brought a bemused Jared over to my side. Punching my arms through the sleeves of my bomber-jacket, I glanced over my shoulder at him. He was holding one of the silk sheets around his waist, leaving the rest of his body on clear display.

"What? What is it?," he asked, resting his hands on my shoulders in an attempt to calm me down. "What's wrong?"

C'mon, don't get distracted by the cute boy in front of you. Shit is about to hit the fan and it's time to run, not ogle.

"My brother," I replied, zipping my bomber-jacket. "He knows I've snuck out. Man, I'm in so much trouble."

A wave of horror washed over his face as I hissed out more curse words, whilst traveling across the room, heading for the exit.

"Wait, please," Jared called after me, following me. "Just one more kiss for the road."

He caught my arm and turned me around to face him, his fingers curling round the leather lapels of my bomber-jacket. Our lips connected and for several short seconds, we kissed. I craved more but I forced myself away from his touch.

Like a cat, I skulked about the dark alleyways and side streets. My wonderful night had been now rudely interrupted by my eldest brother. I had a feeling that things were about to get worse. Boy, was I right.

As I darted across the road, I was stopped dead by a dazzling pair of headlights, the horn screamed at me.

"Aw, fuck!" I swore. "I'm so dead."

It was the Impala. Freaking out, I turned away and just as I was about to run for it, a voice from behind me halted me. It was Dean.

"Turn around very slowly" he said, his tone dangerously strict.

Oh crap. My brain was pulsing with activity, and the adrenaline allowed me to make my next escape move. Yet, it only pissed my brother off, big time.

As I began to dash down the road, a recognizable figure appeared. The silhouette of his lean frame gave his identity away instantly.

"Run for it, Jared!" I called as I raced towards him.

After noticing me and the current situation, Jared was fleeing the scene alongside me. I could hear the car starting up again as we did so. I pushed Jared into an alleyway.

"What's going on?" he asked, catching his breath.

Man, I was outta air supply. I leaned up against the wall, my chest heaving in and out, trying to gain some fresh oxygen into my exhausted lungs.

"My brothers" I panted, holding my hammering heart.

I was in so much trouble, that I could safely say that I was definitely up Shit Creek without a paddle. In fact, that would be an understatement. Oh no, now what was gonna happen?

"Your brothers?" said Jared, his eyes wide with horror. "Oh, shit. We gotta get out of here. We gotta find somewhere to hide."

If only that was possible.

"No," I replied, regretfully. "You can never hide from them."

His hands rested on my shoulders, his brown eyes gazing deep into my soul, our foreheads touched.

"I don't care how far we have to go," he said. "We'll run for as long as we have to, but we gotta get away from them for now at least?"

A nice image, but I knew it would never work. Suddenly, a figure manifested through the shadows of the alleyway, it was Sam, sent on foot patrol in order to catch the wayward teenager. We broke into a run, Jared leading the way. Our attempt was in vain as my brother's car blocked our exit route. Dammit!

We were completely cornered. My brothers loomed over us, causing me to quiver. The tension in the air was very evident, you could literally hear a pin drop since it was that quiet. That wasn't a good thing.

"Christina Mary Winchester," growled Dean. "I have never be more mad at you than I am right now."

God, he was royally pissed. I could even see the veins in his temples throbbing with rage. He was gonna butcher me.

"We've been looking everywhere for you, Chris," Sam joined in, he then indicated Jared. "What are you doing sneaking out with this guy, huh?"

Lots of things, but I ain't being graphic about it.

"Christina, what do you have to say for yourself," my eldest brother demanded. "Go right ahead, I'm waiting."

I swallowed nervously, confronting my brother. Standing in front of a firing squad would've been easier than standing in front of an angry Dean.

"I had to get out, just for a couple of hours," I explained, earnestly. "Aren't I allowed freedom, at least a tiny amount."

No, of course not. You're the baby of the family, therefore your to be locked away for your own safety and well being. Least, that what the minions in my head were calculating.

"Oh, Just a couple of hours to see a boy," Dean replied. "I'm not really buying that, compared to the note you left in my pocket that was supposed to be where your phone was. That you deliberately took without my permission! You're supposed to stay with us at all times, that was part of your punishment. You know that!"

What the hell! Was I some rowdy puppy, who was permanently attached to an unbreakable leash? No!

"That's totally unfair!" I protested in outrage.

Not the wisest choice in words I have to say. It only angered the old man further.

"Oh no, young lady! Don't try to pull that on me!" he thundered. "You were grounded and you knew you that! Still you deliberately disobeyed me! You're gonna be so sorry you did this, your first punishment is going to look like a break considered to what I've got in store. Right now, Chris, you're lucky I don't spank you or slap you in the face."

I was shocked by his outburst, sure I knew he'd be mega pissed at me but this was beginning to scare me now. My brother's eyes narrowed dangerously at Jared, then his expression suddenly changed. This time he looked as if he was gonna puke. I investigated. Jared had failed to zip up the fly of his jeans, also his over-shirt was inside out. Ah shit!

"Oh, you didn't!" my eldest brother groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Please say you didn't!"

I glanced up at him, my expression painted with shame. Sam looked stunned, completely lost for words at the new development in the situation. When I didn't reply, Dean exploded.

"Oh God, I don't believe this!" he exclaimed. You're fourteen! Chris, how could you!"

He was ashamed of me, disgusted that I had become some slut who allowed some boy into her pants. I knew that's what he was thinking, he didn't need to tell me.

"I can't even look at you right now," he spat cruelly, taking his attention away from me. "Sam, please take her to the car while I deal with lover boy here."

"Dean, please," I begged him. "Lemme explain."

Yet again, dumb word choice on my behalf. I should really think before I speak when it comes to situations like this.

"Oh no, not right now Chris. I'll deal with you later," Dean snarled. "Sam, take her to the car now."

I exchanged a desperate glance with Jared before Sam dragged me towards the car. I knew this would happen. Yet I didn't follow my logic, oh no, I gave into lust.

"Please Dean, don't hurt him" I called out, concerned about Jared's health.

Once I was placed in the backseat of the car, Sam stood guard outside, making sure I couldn't get out.

"Sam, please, lemme out!" I implored, thumping on the window with flat palms. He ignored me. "Please!"

Even though I couldn't hear the threats being delivered, I knew it was the whole 'you are forbidden from seeing my little sister' speech. I continued to bang on the window as I yelled at my brothers. Jared then made a mistake by trying to run away, with Dean charging after him. It resembled a scene out of a nature documentary, a swift cheetah versus a young antelope. Sam climbed into the car and started it up, ready to pursuit the punk kid who stole his sister's virginity.

"Stop it!" I shouted, literally kicking and screaming in the backseat like a toddler having a tantrum.

"No Chris, You deliberately disobeyed us and now your gonna be punished!" returned Sam, eyes focused on the road and the fleeing antelope in front of him. "But first we gotta catch lover boy and take him home. Then you're in a car load of trouble, young lady."

Why couldn't they be civil about the situation, did they really need to overreact like this.

"Fuck you!" I swore, foolishly.

The devil minions in my head were pressing all the wrong buttons, hell bent on causing chaos. I leaned over towards the driver's seat, ready to grab hold of the Sasquatch's hair.

"Shut your mouth right now!" yelled Sam, his eyes blaring at me through the rear view mirror. "I mean it, Chris. I don't want to hear another word out of your mouth unless you are spoken to."

Throwing myself into the backseat, I let out an angry squawk, expressing my annoyance. The car suddenly skidded to a halt, and Sam clambered out. I peered over the front seat. Jared was several inches away from the hood of the car, his face resembled a rabbit caught in headlights. My brothers loomed over him like shadows. No, this had gone too far.

My vision detected something in front of me. The car keys were still in the ignition and the engine was still humming. Without a second thought I vaulted over and slid into the driver's seat. My limited abilities allowed me to animate the car, causing it to roll towards my brothers and my boyfriend. My brothers noticed as I poked my head out the window.

"Fuck you both!" I spat at them. My gaze landed on Jared. "Quick, get in the car!"

"You left the keys in the car!" Dean exclaimed, his focus on Sam. "How much more of an idiot could you be!"

While the Goose and the Hen argued about each others stupidities, Jared broke free and dashed towards the car, which was gaining more and more speed. He dodged my brothers and clambered into the moving car, slumping down in the front passenger seat. I could hear the screams of my brothers as we sped away down the lonely road. The devil minions had totally occupied the control room in my brain, storing my rationale and good morals in the closet. After several minutes, I stomped on the brakes and the car skidded to a stop.

"Wow," I panted, resting my forehead on the steering wheel. "I never thought we would get away from them."

Taking a deep breath, I climbed out the car and leaned against it's side. Jared followed close behind me and wrapped his arms around me as he pulled me into a hug.

"You should be thankful," I chuckled as I returned the hug. "I just saved you ass."

"You were great, babe," he grinned, pressing his forehead against mine, his eyes almost hypnotizing. "I love you so much."

Oh, his eyes. Gazing into them made me feel all tingly inside, the intensity could almost reduce me to a puddle of mush.

"I hope we never have to be separated again," I uttered, my focus on Jared's eyes. Pausing for a second, I chuckled due to my previous statement. "Boy, do I sound dramatic."

"Yeah but, neither do I," smiled Jared, his eyes almost sending me into a dream realm. "I'd miss you way too much!"

His hand cupped the side of my face, causing me to lean into his gentle touch, my eyes closed. He then planted a kiss on my forehead.

"Do you know anywhere we could go?" he asked, his tone soft. "So that your brothers can't find us?"

"We can't hide," I replied, still leaning into his hand. "I have to face them."

"At the expense of maybe never seeing each other again," said Jared. "You saw how your brother was. He told me I was forbidden from ever seeing you again."

"We will find a way" I assured him, our lingering gaze filled with deep desire.

"I'm sure we will," he smiled as he tilted my head up, his lips then caressed my own. "I love you so much. I'll most definitely find a way to see your beautiful face again."

I kissed him back, winding my arms around his neck. Our eyes still focused on each other.

"Well, we'd better get this over with. They're not gonna stop looking till they find me," I said. "Dean will die if he lost his beloved Impala."

Jared laughed at my statement, yet his expression hinted sadness, the realization that we would have to confront my brothers eventually. The gleaming twinkle in his eyes nevertheless caused strange feelings inside, making me even more attracted him.

"Then let them find us," he said. "We can stay hidden out for a while. It'll give us a good few hours alone."

Was he deliberately trying to seduce me? Like a fool I was under his charm, I simply grinned up at him before he started guiding me away from the side of the car.

"Come on," he hushed. "Let's get in the back of the car and just relax for a while."

Yup, he was seducing me. Hell, I was all for it. Bring it on I say. God, his eyes. I couldn't stop staring at him. It seemed ridiculous that someone could be that attractive. We both climbed into the backseat, locking the doors behind us. I felt at ease as I lay in his arms, the strange feeling washing over me like jets of cold water. He use our jackets as blanket, in order to keep us warm as we snuggled. With my head resting against his chest, my leg coiled around one of his, my hand slipping underneath his t-shirt. The jackets shrugged off our shoulders as we shifted position. Jared leaned forward to grab his jacket, causing his t-shirt to ride up therefore exposing part of his developing washboard stomach. I blushed furiously.

"Never mind with the jacket," I stated with a mischievous smirk. "Let's just make the best of the time we have alone."

He paused and studied my expression. A grin slowly spread across his face. My mind flashed dirty thoughts, but one stood out before the rest. I would get into even more trouble, but lust was overwhelming me.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" he asked, to which I could only grin in reply. "I'll take that as a yes."

Our lips instantly locked, succumbing to romantic hunger. In the heat of passion, we stripped and yanked each others clothes off until we were naked in each others embrace. Between each thrust came a series of kisses and nibbles on the neck. The fiery sensation burned between my legs. There was something about Jared's eyes as we performed intercourse, yet I couldn't put my finger on it. Afterwards, we lay in each others arms and soon we drifted into a slumber. I'm not sure how long we lay there but we were eventually interrupted by a loud thump on the window. Startled, whilst holding our clothes to our exposed bodies, we could only stare in horror at the sight that was before us. It was Dean.

"What the fuck!" I could hear him roar from behind the glass.

Chris is really acting out ain't she. With all the suspicions about Jared, I've finally gave in and have came up with something. Just what could it be? That is the mystery.

You'll just have to stay tuned to find out.

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