Ms.Winchester

Chapter 21

Reader's P.O.V.

   You wake up, still in your parents clothes. You get up and strech. Looking around the motel room, but you don't see Sam or Dean anywhere, only Will. Going into the kitchen, you see that there is a piece of paper taped on the minifridge. It was Sam's handwriting, slopy from writing fast. It said:

Y/N, We went out to talk to an old friend, should be back for dinner. Meet at Gurtrudes for dinner tonight @5.Have fun. Be safe and stay close to the motel. ~Sam

   Looks like you and Will were going to be alone today. You pick up a wooden spoon, throwing it at Will to wake him up. Idmediatly, he bolts upright, a wild look in his eye as he picks up the wooden spoon. 

   "What was that for?" Will puts on his best puppy-dog face. 

   "Sam and Dean are going to be out for the day. Meanwhile... we're going to explore."

   "Can we at least get some breakfast first?"

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   Once you and Will had gotten dinner from the small dinner near the motel, you went back to your room. You grab a pair of old jeans and an old tee-shirt. You walk into the bathroom, putting them on and brushing your teeth. You throw your hair into a messy pony-tail and get out your old make-up bag. You apply some concealer under your eyes to hide some dark circles, and to some og the pimples starting to form on your forehead and chin. Hearing a knock on the door, you know that you have been in there for at least fifteen minutes now.

   "One minute!" You call out, hearing an exhastperated exhale on the other side of the door, you continue your quest to make yourself beautiful. After applying mascara and eyeliner, as well as some blush to even out the concealer, you open the door, walking out into the motel room, finding Will on your laptop. "I don't remember telling you that you could use that." You say, pretending to be really upset, crossing your arms.

   "Yeah well..." He looks up, not finishing whatever he was going to say when he see's you.

   "What? I know I'm not as good at doing makeup as I used to be but I just need some practice.I'll get better at it again." Suddenly you feel self-concious of what you're wearing. It's just Will. What is wrong with you?

   "No. You look... amazing." Finally seeming to snap out of it, he says, "Can I use the bathroom now or..."

   "Yeah. I'm done." And with that, he walks into the bathroom with his clothes, leaving you alone in the room. You grab your sweat-shirt, throwing it over your old Pink Floyd tee-shirt. You grab your phone, the motel key, and thirty-some dollars, putting all of that in your pocket, before sitting down where Will had just been sitting.

   Not even two minutes later, Will walkes out of the bathroom, throwing the clothes that he had just changed out of into a backpack, sliding it under the bed. He was wearing a tee-shirt, and an old pair of jeans, like you. You could see his phone and some money poking out of his back pocket.

   "You ready to go?" He asks, smiling as he looks down at you.

   "Yeah. Let's go on an adventure."

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   After the two of you had left the motel room, the two of you had waked down to the streem, following it into the woods on the edge of town. The two of you walk in silence for a little while before Will says, "I'm really sorry, you know. About what I said that day. About wishing I would have let Thomas and his friends push you off that bridge. I didn't mean it."