AN: So I hope you like the story, if so please review. Even if you don't I'd like to know what I'm doing wrong, but I know that hardly anyone actually reads these things so I could literally say turd muncher and anyone he has read this chapter will most likely not see it. Any way. I own nothing of Supernatural or any references that might be made in any of the chapters.
Brace…Head?
It had been about two weeks since Ben had asked me to winter formal. I was luckily out of the hospital but not out of the stupid brace. I also got lots of attention from the snooty girls from the school that saw me anywhere. There was lots of brace face but someone corrected them to brace head since it was more structured around it than my face. They also enjoyed throwing in a jab or two about my expulsion. I wanted so badly to just chop off their fingers and toes and feed them to an angry shark that hadn't eaten in days, but sadly my brace forced limited movement. I kept telling myself only a few more weeks and I could freely chop off appendages.
Ben tried to get me to go places but I mostly refused so that when I next saw those sluts I could threaten them maybe even give that stupid blonde a wakeup call that her nose did look fake. Wait. Violent thoughts won't help now. Think happy thoughts was what I tried to focus on. Oddly I spent most of the day telling Dad and the boys what things were on a case they'd take not far from the motel. At most I spent two nights without them. They always tried to check up on me when they could. My guess was to make sure another shifter or demon thing hadn't happened. Luckily the town seemed quiet but that didn't stop the three different phone calls that happened within five minutes of each other.
It was one of these so called times that happened right once I got home with movie snacks and Dracula. Ben was coming over to watch it since I refused to be anywhere near his paranoid mother.
"Hi Dad." I mumbled into the phone trying to hold it on my shoulder.
"Hey. How are things?" Dad replied.
"Peachy. Just walked in the door. Getting ready to watch a movie with Ben." I yelled at the phone I dropped o the floor.
"Throw holy water on him for me hon'." Dad replied. I smiled he had told me to do that every time Ben was suppose to come over.
"I will Dad. Now go kill something with your one armed strength." I said listening to Dad's laugh.
"Alright. See you when we get back." He replied and the line went dead.
I had just sat the bags of stuff on the table when the phone rang again.
"Hey, Sam." I said quickly.
"How'd you know?" He asked with a laugh.
"Two things. Caller ID and you guys always call in the same order. Dad, you, and Dean. Just how it works." I said in a matter of fact tone.
"Right. So-" Sam started.
"Yes I'm fine and I will not through silver at Ben." I replied knowing what he was going to say.
"Fine but if you die your bloods on your own hands." He said in a fake serious voice.
"Got it." I said as I hung the phone up. I quickly realized we weren't much for good bye's in our family. You say good bye and it feels permanent. See ya later just means see you when we get back.
My thoughts were disrupted by the phone ringing and a knock on the door. I flipped my phone open and quickly said, "Hey Dean. I'm fine and I will check and make sure he's not a monster now please go kill something and don't kill my dad." I said as I hung up and opened the door.
"You look tired." Ben said as he walked in.
"Waddling in a metal cage does make one tired." I said with a laugh finding the popcorn and sticking it in the microwave.
"I have to leave early. My mom wants me to meet this guy she's been dating." Ben said in a bored tone.
"Ouch. How early?" I asked.
"About half way through Dracula." Ben replied quietly.
"Well, that's a barrel full of crap." I said sitting/falling on the bed.
"Yeah." Ben said getting the popcorn and starting the movie.
He sat down and we watched the movie for as long as Ben could push it then he walked out then ran with a quick sorry over his shoulder. I sat in silence and watched the rest of the movie. Afterwards I found out that we had no shampoo or conditioner. I quickly went to the 7 eleven that was down the street. On my way out I ran into someone I could have lived without. I happened to be the jock that got me expelled.
"Hey. I heard about the robbery you walked in on. You alright?" He asked.
"Well I was till a few seconds ago." I replied knowing it was mean but I had a lot of anger toward him.
"I'm sorry. If it makes you feel better I refused to play." He said with honesty in his eyes.
"Well that's nice. You didn't have to do that. In fact I thought you would play." I said with all honesty.
"Well I just pretend to be a total dick so I live up to the status." He said with a slight smile.
"Screw the status! Be a nerd if you want. Jeez, stand up for yourself." I said as I started walking off. "Oh you're forgiven."
"Thanks." He said quietly.
I walked back to the room as quickly as I could in my metal cage. I walked into the room only to see things being thrown and bags being packed quickly. "What's going on?" I managed to yell over all the noise.
"We ran into some trouble. Meg's back and she isn't too happy. You guys need to disappear." Dean said as he grabbed an armful of my clothes.
"What? What about the formal? And I can't drive in a brace." I said in shock and anger.
"The doc said you should be good as long as you don't do anything serious." Dad said throwing something at Sam.
"What about Ben?" I asked still feeling a hole grow in my stomach.
"Well…you kinda have to turn on your actress and say some of the stuff you said at the hospital and make him believe that you'll never come back." Dean said plainly but his eyes said that he had tried to do it before.
"I suggest you go soon. We're leaving in about an hour." Dad said over his shoulder.
"Get this thing off me." I said in a flat voice.
Dean and Sam tried to peel the metal off me and it worked for the most part. I had to shake some loose ends off but it was fine. My back did feel like crap though and I knew I would feel ten times worse after the short drive to Ben's house. I sat in front of his house for ten minutes before I switched on hard core actress and walked up to the porch. I knocked on the door keeping my face a blank slate. I was saved when Ben answered the door instead of his crazy mother.
"Ben…we need to talk…" I said in a strong voice and I wished I felt that strong.
"Ok. Shoot." He said walking onto the porch and shutting the door.
"I think we're done. I only said yes to all that stuff and agreed to hang out with you to see if there was really anything there and I don't think there is. It just keeps getting to me that you could somehow be Dean's son in a way and that's just creepy. I hope you can understand that." I said turning when he grabbed my arm.
"What about all the fun stuff we did?" He asked with hurt in his eyes.
"Fake it till you make it. It was fake and it wasn't really that fun for me. I'm sorry Ben." I said walking down the stairs feeling the tears well up as I walked to my car.
"Hope you enjoy killing things! You're way too good at it." Ben yelled sounding sad. I could almost hear the hate in his voice. My job was done.
I drove to the motel but sat in my car crying. I tried to move but I couldn't seem too. I know I had to calm myself down and get in there and I forced thoughts and feelings for later. I walked to the door just as Dad, Sam and Dean walked out.
"Ready to go?" Dean asked.
"Ready as I'll ever be." I said plainly helping load up my car with the light stuff that the boys let me carry. Once everything was done I got in and followed Dad who was following Sam and Dean to Bobby's house for all I knew. Apparently he would help keep us safe from the stupid demon. This had better be life saving or I might kill something.