Chapter 12
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(5 years later)
"Because you're 23 Dean you'll never pass for a teenager."
"Ugh so school janitor? Really John? How about I be the teacher and you the janitor."
Bella laughs.
"You as a teacher? That's a case in itself." She scoffs coming out of the bathroom in a catholic school girl uniform.
"You're going to let her wear that?!" Dean's eyes widen.
"Its' requirement for the school." John says with a shrug.
"You might as well send her out to the wolves."
John looks to his son oddly then to Bella for the first time in her uniform. The skirt he thought was too short, her shirt a light blue with a navy tie. He winces shaking his head.
"I told you she was too young."
"Put on some leggings Bells." Her father demands.
"But dad!"
"Just do it."
"I'm going to look so stupid."
"It's just a case you won't even see these kids again after this."
"Now Bella!" Dean demands feeling ill.
"She had to grow up sometime son." John says with a smile watching his son's face.
Dean rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair.
"I really should be the teacher. I mean they'd relate to me easier John."
"So you're admitting to your stunted growth?" John fires back.
Dean laughs.
"Ha, ha funny aren't we?"
Dean flips through the school brochure.
"Since when are they coed?"
John shrugs and tosses Dean a black tie.
"What's this?"
"Just don't fuck it up." John warns.
Dean grins.
"Awesome."
"I swear Bells is more mature than you are son. I'm going on. You two remember the plan stick to it."
Bella comes out once John leaves. She grabs her backpack wrinkling her nose.
"What's with you?" Dean questions buttoning his shirt.
"This has Pokémon on it."
He shrugs and begins to fix his tie.
"What's wrong with Pokémon?"
"I'm a 17 year old Catholic schoolgirl you tell me…"
"You're right…" He says and digs through one of his bags.
He tosses her another backpack.
"Carebears D? Really?!" She looks through and grins.
"Oh my god… This was yours…" Dean's eyes widen as she points out his name written in the black marker.
"I never figured you for a Sunshine Bear fan."
He rips the bag from her hand.
"His name was Funshine."
Bella laughs.
"I bet it was."
Dean closes his eyes.
"You're evil you know that."
"I mean really Dean I saw you more of Grumpy Bear fan." She pauses.
"Wait or was that a dwarf?"
"Both had a Grumpy."
"You're so knowledgeable D! Just not so sure how that's going to help you today. I don't think they're interested in your Stone Age history."
"Watch it Bells."
He opens the door for her but smacks her in the back of the head.
"Ow!" She turns rubbing her head.
"Reflex." He says with a shrug shutting the hotel door.
She rolls her eyes hoping in the back of the Impala.
Dean starts the car dropping her off a few blocks away as planned. Bella walks the rest of the way to school. She enters the class just in time to see her brother writing something on the chalkboard.
Mr. Simmons
She shakes her head at this and takes her seat. Dean loosens his tie a bit as he looks upon the students. First thing he notices is one of the boys checking Bella out. OK make that three… boys checking out his sister. He was so focused on that however he didn't notice he had his own fans. Bella however did. She tried not to laugh as the girls began to stare and whisper amongst themselves looking to Dean often and blushing.
"Thomas…"
One of the boys says leaning over talking to Bella.
"Cassandra."
Dean hears this and rolls his eyes. Cassandra? Really?
"That's a pretty name." Thomas says.
Dean clears his throat.
"I'm Mr. Simmons I'm your new History teacher."
One of the girls raises her hand; her other hand twirling a strand of blonde hair around her number 2 pencil.
"So how old are you?" She questions and then bites her lip.
Bella quickly looks down to keep from losing it.
"Old enough." Dean says clearing his throat.
"So am I." She hints and Bella starts laughing.
The class turns to her and Dean cuts her a warning glance. Bella shrugs and straightens up in her chair. Dean turns back to this girl.
"And you are?"
"Marissa Holmes."
"Someone's a slut." Bella whispers to herself but Thomas overhears.
"What was your first indication?" Thomas whispers.
The attractive green eyed boy chuckles as Bella turns to him.
"She's my ex."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm not." He says and leans back in his seat.
"She's crazy."
Bella blushes as the boy winks at her. She wasn't used to boys well that weren't family. Not since her middle school days anyhow and even then she always stayed away. She wasn't sure how to react to being openly flirted with.
"Something you two wish to share with the class?" Dean says looking upon Thomas and Bella.
"No sir. It was my fault."
Dean nods and hands out some papers. But Bella kicks him as she sees the papers he's handing out. Her eyes widen as she shows him it's math.
"Huh…" He says and starts taking them back up.
The students look to him oddly.
"That was a test. Congratulations to Ms…" He looks to Bella for a leg up.
"Cassandra Austen."
My sister's a dork. He thinks getting the reference now. Too many books not enough TV lately.
"She was the only one paying attention."
She smiles as the class looks upon her. Dean grabs the other papers beneath the lesson plans on the desk.
"There we are…" He says passing them out.
"This guy's a flake. Girls sure like him though." Thomas whispers.
"You've no idea…" She groans.
"So you like him too?" Bella's nose automatically wrinkles. EW SICK! She screams in her mind.
She turns to Thomas.
"That's so gross."
He rears back at her reply.
"My bad… was just curious."
Bella turns back around focusing on the history paper in front of her. This felt so weird to her. She knew it was just a case. Yet here she was back in school and her brother a teacher nonetheless. It was slightly disturbing to say the least.
"I'm glad." Thomas whispers again.
"Glad?"
He nods with a smile.
"I'm glad you don't like him."
"Why?"
"I'd be jealous."
Bella's entire face lights up and Dean slams something down on his desk causing her to jump.
"Focus Ms. Austen." He hints looking back to Thomas.
She swallows and bites her bottom lip. She returns to her paper answering the questions. Once she's done Bella goes to hand in her paper.
"What a douche!" Dean had written down as he motions towards Thomas.
"Bite me." She hisses and wraps her ankle around Dean's chair flipping him back.
The class looks up and Dean quickly rises scooting his chair back in pretending like nothing happened. Bella laughs in spite herself as her brother stares her down.
Marissa makes her way over to Dean's desk. She leans over just enough to reveal her cleavage from her slightly unbuttoned shirt.
"You know Mr. Simmons I'm having a lot of trouble with this paper."
"Is that so?"
She nods with a smile.
"Think you could help me?"
He takes in a breath reminding himself that these girls were his sister's age. Hell some weren't even legal yet. This girl was playing a hard game though. She was hot and knew it was never a good combination.
"Um sure." He starts digging through his desk and finds a thick history book.
He sets it down before her.
"You can take that home with you makes for great studying."
The girl looks to him unimpressed. The bell finally rings. He claps his hands together.
"Looks like it's time to go to your next class."
She frowns as he motions her away. Dean catches his sister on the way out.
"Careful we still don't know…" He hints.
She nods seeing that Thomas was waiting for her outside the door. Dean notices this.
"You still got your knife on you?"
"D!" She whispers harshly and scurries off.
"So what class you got next?"
"Biology I think."
"Cool me too."
She smiles but gets rudely bumped into.
"Oh I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there." Thomas rolls his eyes cutting Bella an apologetic glance. Three other blondes poke their noses in next to Marissa. Bella guessed this was her group of friends.
"Don't start Marissa…" He warns.
"Start what exactly?" She says but winks at Bella.
"So you're the new girl…"
"So you're the ex." Bella says with a smile.
Marissa cuts Thomas a look. He sighs.
"Cute leggings…" Marissa says upon Bella's legs.
"I thought so." Bella fires back.
"Guess we'll be seeing you around Cassandra."
"Can't wait."
Once the little blonde posse walks away Thomas turns to Bella.
"I'm sorry about that." His face was flushed like he was embarrassed.
"Don't be. I know the type… A little too well." She says remembering her school days.
"She makes it hard to remain a gentleman." He says as they head to class.
"How so?" She asks curiously.
"I never thought I'd want to punch a girl in the face."
Bella laughs in disbelief.
"Bad huh?" He says with a smile.
"Um kinda yeah but I can see why."
That was pretty much the lay out of the day. Just setting up and getting to know the students.
"You know I'm having a party this weekend. I'd really like it if you could come." Thomas mentions at the end of the day as Bella's packing up her books.
"Um I'm not so sure about that Thomas."
He nods looking disappointed.
"Well if you change your mind." He says and hands her a piece of paper before walking off.
Bella opens it and before she can even read what's on it. Dean snags it out of her hand.
"Mr. Simmons…" She half growls reaching for it.
He shrugs and puts it in his pocket. Bella looks around.
"You're being a dick."
"And you're getting off track."
"No I'm not!"
"Oh come on. You're gushing all over yourself."
When no one's looking she kicks her brother in the shin.
"I am not!" She mutters John rolls his eyes from a distance as he mops the floor.
Dean looks over recognizing his father. John hears Dean chuckling as he heads back to class.
"Oh come on you can't be serious!"
"Bella's the closest thing we got. I say she goes to this party. She needs to intervene with the students. Now's your time to shine Bella make them want to be around you. Get to know as many as possible."
Bella makes a face.
"What?" Her father questions.
"I'm not really good at the whole friend thing dad."
"Nonsense."
"No I'm serious dad. You've no idea."
"Well now's your time to redeem that."
"Dad! I can't do this I'm serious."
"You don't have a choice. Dean and I are too old and we can't get close enough not without raising suspicions."
"John you do realize what century it is right?"
John looks to Dean puzzled.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"IT means you've not a clue what goes on at these parties."
"You're right I don't… But Bella's been doing this for some time now. We got to trust her at some point."
"Are you saying this one's pretty much on me?" She says with a panicked expression.
John smiles and pats her on the back.
"Congratulations kid. Don't fuck it up."
"DAD!"
Dean laughs shaking his head. However once his father heads to the bathroom. Dean looks to Bella.
"No drugs! No drinking! No…" Dean cringes at the last thought shaking his head.
Bella grins heavily and leans over at the table. She twirls her straw around her glass.
"No…." She taunts.
"Well you know…"
"No I don't…"
"Come on Bells."
"Just tell me D… No what?"
"Sex." John says as he passes back by and throws down a tip.
"Let's go."
"Blunt isn't he?" Bella says watching her father walk out of the restaurant.
Meanwhile Dean's frozen in place. Bella smiles and leans into his ear before she follows John.
"Sex D! The word is Sex!"
He closes his eyes going green.
"Bells you can cuss all the hell you want but I'll pay you a hundred bucks to never speak that word again."
"OK!" She says holding out a hand.
Dean laughs but rolls his eyes.
"Let's go Bells."
"Wait where's my money?!"
He nudges her out the door.
The next morning Thomas is waiting outside for her. He was rather cute she found herself thinking. Wasn't exactly her cup of tea. Then again she was new to this and wasn't sure what she liked in a guy. She hadn't much time to think about things like that. She wasn't sure how he dressed on his own time all she ever saw him in was the uniform. She thought his eyes were pretty they were a deep green.
"You walk pretty far?" He questions.
She shrugs.
"Not really."
"I just was gonna offer to give you a ride if you needed."'
"I'm good but thank you."
He nods and opens the door for her. Marissa and the other girls stare upon Bella as she enters the building with Thomas.
"She's just jealous." He randomly says.
"Um ok… Why?"
He smiles.
"She knows I like you."
Bella swallows on this. Thomas leaves her standing there stunned as he goes to his locker. Bella takes a few steps down the hall when Marissa and another friend of hers grab Bella's arms and lead her into the bathroom.
Bella rolls her eyes as they shut the door.
"Just a little girl chat."
"I'm not really into those so…" Bella says reaching for the door.
"Not so fast…" Marissa grabs her shoulder and shoves her back against the wall.
"Thomas is off limits. You'd do well to keep that in mind."
Bella smiles.
"I'm not one that likes to be told what to do."
She starts to head out again. Marissa appears behind Bella. She moves her hair away from her shoulder.
"You're average. Thomas isn't. You're not even in the same league."
"Tell you what Barbie… Why don't you go back to slamming goals in that ever ending hallway of yours. I'm going to class."
"Bitch…"
Bella turns at this.
"And don't you forget it."
Dean cuts Bella a concerned glance as she enters class. She nods letting him know all is well.
"Where'd you run off to?" Thomas whispers.
"Had to visit the ladies room."
"Ah… I was afraid my comment frightened you off."
Bella smiles turning back towards the board. However Dean and Bella look upon one another as they hear someone scream. She takes notice that the other girls still aren't in class.
"Everyone stay put." Dean says heading out adjusting his tie.
Meanwhile Bella keeps alert listening to whatever she can make out.
"Who was that?" Thomas questions as the other students lean over their desk trying to see.
Dean peers through the room.
"Ms. Austen will you please escort the students outside there will be an early dismissal today."
Bella's eyes close for a moment as she hears the sirens. She opens them looking upon her brother already knowing.
"Yes sir."
"Please follow her out then go straight home."
Bella leads them all out. She wanted to go see for herself what just happened but knew she couldn't. Thomas hadn't left yet.
"Let me take you home."
"I'm ok really. Go on Thomas."
He sighs.
"I'd just like to know you got home safe." He looks back to the school.
"I wonder what's going on?"
Bella shrugs looking back as well hoping John and Dean were ok.
"You don't really find interest in me do you?" He says looking disappointed.
"It's not that Thomas it's just…"
"Just what? Come on Cassandra just come to the party."
She sighs.
"Look Thomas I'll come but I can't promise you anything."
He grins and takes her hand kissing it.
"You won't be disappointed."
"Thomas…" She calls as he heads towards his red mustang.
He turns around.
"There's something you should know about me…" She bites her tongue though shaking it off. Realizing her brother was right. She was getting too close.
"What is it Cassandra?"
"I'm just not ready for a relationship right now."
He nods.
"Hopefully I can change your mind."
"Are you alright?" John calls to her once the coast is clear.
"Yeah what happened?"
"Another body their heart was also ripped out of the chest."
"Jesus dad." She grimaces.
"That makes 5… all the more reason you watch yourself." He says and he has her get in the truck as they head on to the hotel.
"D?"
"He's investigating still. He'll be done soon."
"I've an idea of who's behind it."
John looks to her as he shifts gears.
"Is that so?"
She nods looking out the window.
"You ok?"
"I'm fine dad."
The rest of the week goes by death free. However it's Friday night now and Dean's giving her the do's and don'ts again as she gets ready for the party.
"Grrrrrrrr D ok!"
He chuckles but she notices his hands are shaking a bit as he's dropping her off a few blocks away from the party.
"Got your phone?" He questions.
She nods.
"D?" She puts a hand on his stopping it from shaking against the wheel.
"I'll be fine. I promise."
"I know Bells." He forces a smile.
Bella steps out of the car and Dean watches to make sure she arrives safely. He only wished he could find a way to keep watch.
"You came." Thomas smiles taking her hand at the door. He was wearing black slacks, shiny black dress shoes and a white buttoned shirt. She thought it was odd for someone his age.
"Um wow you got a lot of friends."
"I can promise you that only a handful of these people are actually my friends."
Something about that makes her laugh.
"They're just using me for my keg."
"Keg…"
He nods grinning.
"Would you like a drink?"
"Um I'm good actually."
"Let me guess you don't drink."
She presses her lips together shaking her head.
"And you don't seem like the type that's into peer pressure." He winks.
"You could say that."
"How about a soda?"
"Sounds good."
"On it."
Thomas hands her a Coke and puts his hand along her back.
"Let's mingle."
The music starts and there's strobe lights going about the room.
"I like your dress by the way." He says eyeing the little black number.
Bella blushes.
"Thank you."
His hand runs a bit further down.
"Thomas…" Bella says stepping away a bit.
He raises his hands about the air.
"Sorry."
She takes in a breath.
"It's ok it's just…"
"You've never had a boyfriend before have you?"
Her face glows red and she looks down.
"Never really thought about it."
He tilts his head slightly.
"You haven't?" He questions confused.
She shrugs.
"I'm afraid you've lost me."
Bella clears her throat and takes another sip of her soda.
"I'm sorry it's just you're a knock out how's that possible?"
"Thomas." She places his hands back down as they go about her waist.
"I'm sorry but we can't do this. You don't understand. My life… it's complicated."
Bella however notices something and looks to Thomas then back to the picture.
"I thought you said she was your ex?"
He cocks a brow and rubs the back of his neck as Bella shows him the picture of Marissa and her friends.
"Um yeah about that…"
Thomas leans into Bella.
"How do you feel about being blonde?"
Bella rears back at this.
"What the fuck did you just say?"
He puts his fingers to his chin as if studying her.
"I think it suits you."
"And on that note, I think it's time to go." Bella heads towards the door and Thomas appears in front of her. He wiggles a finger as if to scold her.
"Not so fast love."
He steps towards her and Bella swallows back nervously. Thomas snaps his fingers and the entire party is now gone. The entire house is decked out in white the walls the furniture everything.
"It wasn't Marissa it was you."
He makes a face and makes a funny sound.
"Actually…"
He looks towards the stairs.
"Ladies?" He calls and the three of them descend from the stairs.
"You know this would have gone so much smoother if you had just played along. I'm not so sure I like your playing hard to get attitude it's rather exhausting. In fact…" He appears behind her.
"I'd much rather eat your heart! With a heart like yours… Hmmm my mouth practically waters at the wild youth within."
Bella turns towards him and smiles. He looks to her confused.
"How bout I blow a hole in yours instead?" Bella fires her gun and he looks upon her shocked.
He looks down seeing the hole in his chest.
"You bitch."
The girls scream once they realize what's taken place.
"MASTER!"
"You were already weakened Thomas!" Marissa says panicked.
Bella bows over in pain. The three blondes are chanting something and Thomas slowly makes his way towards her. He grimaces as he takes the bullet out from his own heart. Bella quickly reaches for her phone. Thomas's hand shoots out and her phone flies out of her hand.
"I like you. You got spirit. Believe me it's a hard choice to keep you or not. Tell me Cassandra how does your heart taste?"
Bella screams out as he begins to pierce his fingers into her chest. She grits her teeth and grips her knife from behind tightly. She swings with all she's got. Thomas shouts as she takes his hand. This breaks the girls chanting as they shriek out again and rush to his side.
She manages to get to her phone and dial Dean. He answers and before Bella can answer Thomas has her down in the ground with his one hand. He begins to speak but fast. Bella swings at him seeing her hair is turning blonde. He dodges and grits his teeth as he keeps going. She grits her teeth and wraps her legs around him tight as she can. She head butts him and the girls yank her arms back.
"You're turning her?!" Marissa yells bitterly.
"Just wanna play she's feisty. " He winks he goes back to his chanting and Marissa shakes her head.
Marissa goes to take Bella's heart and Thomas jumps up slamming Marissa back. Bella takes off towards the kitchen. The other blonde grabs Bella by the throat. Bella however moves her hands about turning on the pilots to the gas stove behind her. Bella purposely takes a few hits gathering the time she needed. Something her brother taught her in desperate measures. Once Bella gets the time she desires she takes a pan to the woman's face. She sees Thomas heading her way through a reflection in the patio door. She rears back though noticing he's aging and dramatically Bella lights her zippo and places it on the stove. Quickly she dashes towards the glass door Bells slams her entire body against the door just as the stove ignites. She rolls over covering her face as the house explodes.
Bella rolls over in gasps.
"BELLS!"
Her eyes water as she tries to catch her breath.
"Where the fuck is she?" She hears her brother and John looking for her.
"Please don't tell me she was in the fucking house!"
Bella rolls over forcing herself up. She staggers towards the voices.
"Bells?" She feels a set of arms wrap around her.
"Oh thank God."
"Easy…" She groans out in pain.
"What the hell happened kid?" John says as he Dean help her to the truck.
"Guess I lost my temper burned the place down."
Dean knew he shouldn't laugh especially the shape she was in. But he couldn't control it.
"You were right D?" She says grabbing his collar as she's still trying to catch her breath.
"He was a douche."
He winces at this.
"Damn… I'm sorry Bells. I…"
"It would have never worked anyway."
He rears back curiously.
"He owned an Nsync CD."
John rolls his eyes.
"You're right it wouldn't have." Dean says but with his own heart tugging at his strings.
She explains to them how she thinks Thomas was some sort of warlock and that the girls were his coven of witches. But she was still a bit confused by it all. She knew Thomas fed on the hearts to keep a youthful appearance she explained to them about his reflection before she escaped the house.
John tucks her in as she passed out not long after they got back. Dean and he focus on cleaning her wounds. John clears his throat.
"You did good son."
He looks lost at first as he looks to John.
"She wouldn't have been able to do that on her own if you weren't one hell of a pro."
"She's smart ."
"I don't doubt that but I know a large part of who she is because of you."
John looks to Dean a certain way.
"Dean…"
"What's wrong John?"
John sighs.
"It's nothing son."
He leans over kissing the top of Bella's head.
"I love you both. I hope you know that."
Dean looks upon John.
"What's going on?"
John breaks into a smile. Dean comes to a stand facing him.
"You're leaving again aren't you?!"
"I've no choice."
"The hell you don't."
"This is something I gotta do son."
"Just go then! GO! We don't need ya! The hell with ya!"
John nods pressing his lips together. He grabs his things and takes one last look upon them.
"We're through dad. Don't bother coming back. We don't want ya!"
John noticed the one thing Dean didn't however. He called him dad. He pulls the door shut. He kisses his hand then touches the hotel door. He leans his forehead against it for a moment then turns his back for the last time…