Disclaimer: I own nothing... Sadly. Ok. On with the reading.

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"Bobby?" I asked. I didn't get a response though. All I heard was a snigger and the line went dead.

What? I clicked end a few seconds after. Was that Bobby? That couldn't have been Bobby. Bobby would have talked to me... Would have told me how things were going.

Oh no! What if... NO! I won't believe it! Oh God, I'm trembling. Fear is taking me over... Gathering in the pit of my stomach.

Ok. Lets go over this. I accidently sent dad over to Bobby's, Bobby says not to worry about it. Time goes by until I get a call from him. I answer. I get no answer accept a snigger and a dead line... FRIGGEN HELL!

Dad's coming! Gotta tell Sam, gotta LEAVE! I get my phone, call him. He's in class so I hope he can answer.

"You've reached Sam Winchester. Please leave a message." Its his voicemail. Sam's phone is turned off. My knees buckle so my back is sliding down the wall. I bury my face in my knees as it beeps.

"Sam, where are you dammit. I'm not sure but I think dad's on his way over here. I'll explain details when we can physically talk, but right now I gotta go. I'll be at..." I can't think of what to say. "Sone motel. Bye." I hang up.

I quickly get back on my feel and run into the guest room. I pack my stuff. I look at the prizes I won the other day. I pick one up, inspect it, and plop it into the duffle. I quickly throw on my jacket and out the door in a hurry.

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Its been four hours since I left. About 15 missed calls from Sammy? I had my phone on vibrate so I couldn't hear it. I'm at a random Holiday Inn.

I'm about to listen to Sammy's voicemails when the phone vibrates, causing me to jump.

Its Bobby. Thank god. "Hello?" I asked. I know my voice sounds weak but... I'm all alone.

"DEAN!" His voice booms, causing me to flinch. "Thank god! Where are you? Ya ok? Talk to me, kid."

I'm not gonna hide from Bobby. "I'm fine, Bobby. Are you ok?" I need to make sure.

"I'm fine, kid. I would've called you sooner, but..." He trails off. Somethings wrong.

"What, Bobby?" I hear a loud sigh on the other end. This is gonna be very, very bad.

"Your daddy showed up... And he uh... Found out you wern't here. So he... Told me..." My eyes are burning. My heart is pounding. My stomachs knotted.

"He told me that he's knows he's beating you. He's doing it on purpose." Tears. Unstoppable tears are falling down my cheeks. I'm not sobbing though.

"He knocked me out when I yelled at him. When I woke up my first instinct was to call you. You ok?"

"Yeah. I'm fine." Its funny because I'm so NOT FINE! I just found out that my dad is friggen punching, kicking, whacking me with guns, ON FRIGGEN PURPOSE! GODDAMMIT TO HELL!

"No your not. I can hear it in yoir voice. I'm sorry. I am so, so sorry this happened." He shouldn't be apologising. It's my fault not his.

"No Bobby. Its not your fault. Its mine. I sent him to your place." I feel so guilty.

"Dammit Dean! Its good that ya sent him here!" What? "Now we know that he's beating you on purpose! If ya sent him to Sam's place then he would've taken ya and beaten ya again!" That makes more sense.

"Where are you?" I am so not hesitant to tell him. "I'm North, four hours away from Palo Alto. In a somewhat small town. Holiday Inn. Room 213."

"I'll be there as fast as I can. Call Sam. I noticed that he left alot of messages on my phone." I chuckle. "Mine too, but I had it on vibrate."

"Talk to ya after kid. Stay safe!" He hangs up.

I think about what just happpened. My dad (monster) has known he's been abusing me. I'm not afraid to sob now.

I'm sobbing harder than ever.

That goes on for about another ten minutes until I open my phone again and call Sammy.

It rings once. "DEAN!" Dammit. I gotta stop flinching! "Hi." Is all I can say.

"Dean. Thank God your ok. Where are you? Are you hurt?" Mother henning Sam is now on the phone.

"I'm fine." Lie. "I'm not hurt. Just come as quickly as possible. Please. I'm North, four hours away from Palo Alto. In a small town, in a Holiday Inn. Room 213. Come as quickly as possible... And you and Jess... Get out of that apartment as quickly as possible."

He answers quickly. "Why?" "JUST DO IT!" I am out of paitence.

"Alright. Did you ca-" i cut him off. "Just talked to Bobby. He's coming down here too. Theres something important we need to tell you."

"Ok, Dean. We're on our way. Just... Stay where you are!" Crap.

"NO! Don't bring Jess! Its too dangerous! Don't ask why right now. Just... Drop Jess off at some motel and come here!"

"Ok! I'll see you in a little bit. Stay put!" He hangs up.

I sigh loudly. So now... I guess I just wait.

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I know I said Sam comforting in this chapter but, I just had to get Dean to saftey (for alittle while) I'm almost positive that there will be more conforting in the next chapter! Next Friday :)