Feel Good Drag Chapter 4, a twilight fanfic

A.N: Hola!! I finally got a chapter up! Woo! Well, anyway I know it's short and I'm really sorry for not updating soon enogh but I'll try to put up a longer chapter next time. Thanks to everyone who reviewed!! I was so happy whenI read them, Montana (my dog) started giving me that look. You know, that look that makes you think that your pets think that you need to be put in a straight jacket, yeah, I got one of those. Soooo review please! They make me really hapy! I love em! Oh, and I forgot to mention that in this story, alot of stuff hasn't happened yet. Like, Dean and Sam haven't killed the yellow eyed dude and Bella didn't jump off the cliff. If you have any questions, PM me and I'll answer you.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Supernatural or the song Curse of the Werewolf, that's by The Schoolyard heroes. I love them!Just before I walked into the room I took a deep breath and peeked around the corner. Leah and Embry were sitting on the love seat, snuggled together while Dean and Sam awkwardly on the couch, looking at their shoes.

Slowly, bottle in hand, I walked in and sat in between Sam and Dean. I sighed, "Okay, let's start with introductions. Leah, Embry, this is Dean and Sam Winchester. They're both hunters, as in they kill supernatural things, like ghosts and demons; stuff like that. Dean, Sam, Leah and Embry are werewolves or more like shape shifters. Whenever they get mad they grow paws and a tail." I said quickly, and took a quick drink of Bacardi.

Everyone sat there, stunned. No one was saying anything so I decided to speak up, "Dean and Sam killed Victoria when I was walking home from the concert."

"Why was she trying to kill you?" Sam asked.

I took a deep breath and traced the opening of the bottle with my pinky, "My ex-boyfriend killed her mate when he was after me. He almost killed me too." I said, chuckling darkly as I tried not to remember that far back. Sometimes I actually wish he had succeeded, but I then remembered that my life was not something to throw away and that I had to cherish it. Even if it was a crappy existence.

"How did he do that? Was he a hunter, too?" Sam asked.

I shook my head, "He was a vampire. But he wasn't like others, neither was his family. They all drunk from animals, not humans." I said and paused, "He left a few years ago." I whispered.

Leah cast me a pitying glance as I told them about the Cullen's. her look made me slightly pissed. This is why I hated telling it, people would view me as weak, vulnerable after they knew. The worst part was that they were exactly right, I was exactly that most of the time.

"He just left you here with a psychotic vampire on your ass?" Dean yelled after I explained with my fist clenched with the effort to stop from breaking down.

I nodded as Sam put a comforting arm around my shoulders. I gave him a weak smile and I took a long drink out of the bottle. I had tried to block my feelings and become numb again, but that's harder than it sounds. The whole in my chest had ripped open a long time ago, but I didn't cry. Nobody needed to see one of my mini-breakdowns that seemed to happening more frequently than last week.

"What do you expect? I'm nothing special, and he's so freakishly close to perfect. He's smart, sweet, caring. I never deserved him." I whispered and a tear came out of the corner of my eye, but I quickly wiped it away. "At least I can stop worrying about being attacked by him when I'm on my period." I said, trying to make a joke about it. However, no one paid it any mind.

Sam squeezed my shoulders as Embry said, "Bella, don't say that. You're wonderful! If it weren't for you, we would be stuck with shitty jobs and not on tour. Edward never deserved you." I flinched, hated when people said his name. I couldn't stand it. "Sorry," he whispered. I gave him a small, forced smile.

Dean looked at his watch, "We should probably get going. We still have to find a hotel." he said.

"You're staying in town?" I asked, hopeful.

Sam nodded, "There are some murders that we should look at."

"I heard about those. Do you have any clue what might be doing it?" Leah asked.

"We haven't seen the bodies yet. We'll get back to you on it though." Dean said as he stood up.

"Why don't you stay here? It's kind of small, but most of the hotels here suck." I said.

Dean and Sam looked at each other and Sam shrugged, "Sure, if you don't mind."

"Well, it's the least we could do, really since you saved Bella's life and all. She's our little danger magnet." Leah said and she laughed, "Bella and I will sleep on the couch and you two can take the spare room and my room."

"We can't take you out of your bed." Sam said.

"I always sleep on the couch." I replied.

"Then Sam can take the spare room, Leah can have her room and Bella and I can take the couch." Dean solved.

"What about me?" Embry whined.

"You can go the fuck home." Leah snapped as I snickered.

"Fine! I can see when I'm not wanted. I'll just go pay Jake a visit. At least I know he loves me!" he said and he theatrically swept out of the room.

"How 'Embry' of him." I said and we all busted out laughing. "Well, I'm tired, and I've had one hell of a day. I it's time for bed." I said as I got up and went to my room to change.

I decided that I didn't need to impress anyone with some super awesome sexy sleepwear and I just put on a pair of black, really short shorts and a purple spaghetti-strap tank top. Then realized that I would probably freeze my ass off and threw on a huge black sweatshirt that almost went to my knees and completely covered my shorts..

Leah must have decided to go to bed because when I got out into the living room Dean and Sam were alone on the couch watching a new show, Estate of Panic on Sci-Fi. I secretly found pleasure in watching people scream their asses off on TV.

"When you're ready, Sam, you can go to my room. There are extra blankets somewhere in the closet. But don't look in the right corner of my closet. You'll regret it if you do." I warned him.

He nodded and stood up, "I'm, um, just gonna go now." and then he practically ran to my room.

"What crawled up his skirt?" I asked Dean.

He chuckled and shrugged, then he took off his shirt. Oh my lord I had never seen anything as wonderful as Dean without his shirt on. Ever.

"Hope you don't mind. I don't like to sleep with my shirt on." he said with a very cocky smirk.

I shook my head, "Pass me the remote." I said.

"Why?" he questioned, holding it behind his back.

"Because I want to turn on the music channel. I can't sleep with this on." I replied as I walked up to him and held my hand out. He smiled a devilish grin.

"You have to reach it first." he said as he held it above my head.

"Not cool Dean, not cool." I said as I jumped up to try and get it, but he held it higher.

"Give me the fucking remote!" I yelled.

"Nope." he replied.

"I'm not joking." I said as I jumped again trying to get it. He moved out of the way and started laughing. I suddenly got a really good idea as I poked his side and started tickling him. He jumped and started hysterically laughing and as soon as the remote was in reaching distance, I plucked it out of his hands and put it in my bra.

"Ha! You just got owned!" I eyed and stuck my tongue out at him.

"Whatever." he grumbled as he plopped on the couch. He then smirked and looked me up and down "I hope you're wearing some type of bottoms under that sweatshirt, otherwise we might have some problems."

I rolled my eyes and took it off. Leah had probably turned on the heating anyways. Dean's eyes practically jumped out of their sockets and he mouthed, 'Wow'.

"Yeah, I do. Now make room for me, I'm not sleeping on the love seat." I said as he got himself together.

He just patted his chest and I rolled my eyes as I got my huge white comforter and made my way to him. Slowly, I laid down on top of him and pulled it over me. I grabbed the remote and turned on the music channel.

"Now, don't be trying anything funny while I'm sleeping. I know I'm irresistible but you have to try." dean said .

"Shouldn't I be the one worried about that?" I retorted.

Midnight and I'm out on the prowl

Composed with hate I'm filthy, wretched, and foul

Its not a thirst but a hunger inside

Tear open your flesh

There aint no safe place to hide

The song Curse of the Werewolf by the Schoolyard Heroes blared out of the TV's speakers and I smiled slightly, "This is my favorite band." I told Dean

You try to run and you try to escape

It's of no consequence

The fallen one he always gets what he wants

This is your time to repent

I cross my heart I hope to die

So close to dying in your arms

I'm close to dying in your arms

On Saturday night

"Kind of morbid. Don't you think." he said. I nodded my head

"Yeah, they are" I said. That was the last song I heard as I slowly drifted to sleep.

My hunger burns

Ill tear you down