Chapter Two
I was humming to myself now as I reached through the dresses on the rack, trying to find a nice one for the dance tonight. It had been no easy feat, getting dad to let us go (He knew that Dean would be taking advantage of all the girls in their pretty short dresses)
Hell I agreed there.
But now I spotted a nice midnight suit of Deans size and lobbed it at him, which made him moan. "No! I'm not wearing that monkey suit!" throwing it back.
I raised an eyebrow at the complaining eighteen year old, then shoved it back into his arms and said in a final voice. "Errhmm. Are you planning to score tonight, or scare them off?"
He rolled his eyes and took it back, pulling out the money and going over to the till, paying for it while giving me a filthy look. But I had worse to come for him as I carried on searching for a nice dress.
I cast my gaze at Dean now, who was looking at the rows upon rows of secondhand stuff. I sighed and went through the dresses again, then felt someone reach around me and pulled a dark pink dress of the rack, and Deans voice said in my ear. "Here- this one's pretty."
I scoffed and put it back, going. "You want to wear a pink tie?"
His eyes widened now, then he moaned. "You're making this sound like a date!"
Now I snorted and said, pulling a much nicer sky blue one off, and smiling at it. "Dean... You're not even going to be with me all night even if it was a date." then hastily added. "Which it isn't!"
Dean nodded slowly then smirked. "Ok little sister."
I growled and lobbed the light blue tie and my dress at him, then jabbed a finger at the direction of the till, making him hang his head in annoyance and what seemed like shame and paid.
When we got back, Sam was trying on his own suit, which was... kill me now, white.
I giggled at him and said, placing the bag on the bed and walking over to him, turning him to me and loosening his tie a little with a smile. "You look adorable."
Sam rolled his eyes and just said. "Adorable-? I'm not a girl!"
I giggled and played with his hair for a moment, making it seem more formal dance-ish. He sighed sadly in the mirror and said. "I look like a chick..."
"You already did."
I rolled my eyes and Deans comment, then told him to try his suit on, seeing as we'd left the actual buying to the day of the dance.
When he came out, I grinned at him and said, readjusting his shirt. "You look very handsome."
Dean raised an eyebrow. "I'm supposed to be sexy, not handsome." I sighed in defeat and said. "Fine, whatever floats your boat."
Dad had left the Impala for Dean now he'd turned eighteen. I remembered when he had bought that new truck home, confusing us. Then he'd given the Impala keys to Dean, and he realized.
Jeez... he cried over getting that freaking car.
He'd owned it for two weeks now, and never missed an opportunity to drive it around, often talking to it as if it could actually hear him... men (!)
When we got there, I saw Dean pull a little bottle out, and I growled. "Dean..." He pouted and said. "Hey- gotta liven the party up somehow! Plus these chicks gotta get in the mood."
I gave up. I just prayed I got to the punch before he spiked it. Plus I needed to stay sober at least- someone had to drive us back when Dean got inevitably wasted.
Sam sighed now as we walked in, then I giggled a little as a cute girl with honey blonde hair came over to him and hugged him, going. "Sam! You came!"
I slapped the back of Deans head as he sniggered. "Hey! Don't be mean! Sammy found a girlfriend, which is more than what I can say to you!"
Dean raised an eyebrow, then loosened his tie. "Oh yeah? Well... we all know you've never done it with a guy."
"You are now angling for a slap Dean Winchester."
"Bite me baby."
"Not if you were the last person on Earth."
"That was rather harsh."
I turned away now and went over to the punch grabbed a cup and sloshed some inside when someone tapped my shoulder. I turned and faced a cute guy I think was called Ryan. He held out his hand and said. "Would you like to dance?"
Now I smiled and drained my cup, taking it and let him lead me onto the crowding dancefloor, letting him put his arms around my waist.
"You look beautiful." he told me, then took me by surprise and kissed me softly, tightening his grip on me. He let me go now, then I felt myself giggle as if I was thirteen and getting my first kiss again. He chuckled and then he asked. "Would you like a drink?"
I nodded, completely forgetting about it being spiked.
Ten minuets later, I found myself half naked in the backseat of his car, letting him kiss me heatedly, hands traveling down my back again. Why the hell was I doing this-? Losing my virginity to some random guy I thought was cute... and it was all over Dean laughing at the fact I was a virgin-?
"Ryan... get off me." I muttered, then said it with a growl, pushing him off me and sat there for a moment, pulling my dress back down. He frowned at me now, then said. "You're t-"
But I had already gotten out, walking off from the car park to the dance again and saw Dean with a pretty girl on the dancefloor. I just felt like crying now as I turned away, but then my eyes met Deans and he frowned, then he let the girl go and came over to me, taking my hands in his and asked. "What happened-?"
I shook my head, then my eyes flickered to Ryan who had just came back into the room, then grinned at a wasted girl and went over to her.
That hit me worse- that I'd been used...
Dean looked around now and saw Ryan, his eyes darkening as he stalked over. "Dean no!" I called, trying to yank him back, but he scoffed and said. "You leave this to me-" he then went up to him and grabbed his jacket, pulling him from the girl and slammed him into the wall, going in a quiet deadly voice. "What the fuck did you do to Sapphire."
Ryan tried to push him away, but Dean slammed him back down and said to me in a flat voice. "Did he touch you?"
I snarled and just retorted. "What the hell are you doing! I'm eighteen! It's my choice! Now piss off now!" I pulled him off Ryan and glared. Dean looked at me for a moment, then something clicked in his head and he swung round, catching Ryan in the face and sending him crashing back, dabbing his busted lip, but before he could retaliate I dragged him outside and pushed him against the chemistry wall, then yelled at him. "It's my choice! If I wanna screw someone, I will!"
He retorted back with. "He doesn't love you!"
"Oh yeah-! Well what about all your little "fuckable chicks" huh? You don't love them!"
"I don't get attached to them in the way you do!"
"Hello-? I'm a girl! And I fucking hate this life!"
"Well maybe you should have asked your daddy to drop you off somewhere else and spare us the burden of you!"
I slapped him now and stalked off, tears ruining my mascara.
"Sapphy? Are you ok?"
It was Sam, and he looked concerned at the tears sparkling in my eyes. I nodded and sat down on the low wall, not caring if it mucked up my dress.
"Sapphy's been a very stupid girl, that's all..." I almost whispered, tears rolling off me now. He groaned and sat down next to me and said quietly. "Please say you didn't-?" but he never finished as I let out a sob and said. "I'm an idiot Sam..."
"No you're not."
Dean had come back, and now sighed at me, and I noticed his ruffled up hair and clothes. He now said said quietly. "Sammy... could you leave us please?" Sam nodded and left.
I didn't meet Deans eyes as he groaned and said as he sat next to me and sighed. "I'm sorry."
Now that took me aback, and also made me meet his eyes at last, which were showing regret. He sighed again and said. "I'm sorry I said all that... it's my fault."
I scoffed and said weakly. "Hey- you weren't the one who led him on..."
Dean sighed and said quietly, making me frown a little at his tone; he was drunk.
"You deserve someone better than all these freaking jocks wanting to get into your pants all the time." He put his hands either side of my face now and said after a moment of trying to find the right words, but just said in a tone I knew he used when he was wasted. "You're hot Sapphire. Smoking hot." I tried to pull away, but he kissed softly me for a moment, making me roll my eyes and wait for him to stop, knowing he was way more stronger than me, so trying to push him away would have been useless.
When he let me go, he grinned and said with a laugh. "Your lips taste like cherry pie."
I rolled my eyes and stood up, pulling him up with me and putting an arm around his shoulder. I spotted Sam with a bunch of boys from his class and called him over.
Now I patted Dean down, looking for the Impala keys and found them in his inside pocket of his jacket and stuck him in the back, where he promptly laid back and started snoring.
Sam shook his head in disbelief and just said. "Is he... whacked out-?"
I nodded and turned the Impala on, watching Dean turn over in the seat and snort in his sleep. That was typical Dean alright.
When we got back, Sam gave me a hand dragging Deans almost unconscious, drunken, whacked out form into the motel room and dumped him on the other bed, yanking his shoes off and leaving him there to sleep it off.
I got changed in the bathroom now, stealing one of Deans dark grey t-shirts to sleep in as per usual. I collapsed onto my own bed now, pulling Sammy into my arms and burying my face in his hair.
"Hey Saph."
"Mmhmm?"
"Do you... like Dean-?"
"Of course I do stupid. He's like my brother."
"I mean, 'like' like."
I blinked now and scowled. "Of course I don't. He's my brother, and that's it."
Sam chuckled now and said accusingly. "Come on. I know you. You can't lie and say to me you're not hopelessly in love with him."
"I'm not!"
"Sapphy."
I sighed now and closed my eyes, not saying another word- I wasn't falling for Dean was I-? But when he had kissed me, even if he was drunk and I was prepared to bet he wouldn't remember doing it in the morning... it felt right.
Besides, Dean would never love me. We were way too close for a relationship. Brother and sister of sorts, and that was all...
But was that regret I was feeling-?
and-! Chapter two:) reviews much loved! Only continuing if this fic gets enough attention and interest. Thank you(:
