I was lying in my bed. I was awakened by the chirps of the birds. God, I hate them. Sun was shining right into my face, so I put the pillow over my head. I stayed like that for a while, but I realized I couldn’t breathe so I put the pillow back under my head.
I sighed and got up from the bed. I slightly rubbed my eyes while I walked towards the bathroom. I looked myself in the mirror. I had black rings around my eyes. I supposed it was because Dean, Sam and I had a ‘family bonding’, which included vodka, bourbon, tequila and beer. My hair was disheveled. I picked up my brush and combed it. I brushed my teeth before I got into shower.
While I showered I started thinking about that ‘ghost thing’ that happened a week ago. My powers weren’t appearing since then. I don’t know, I was kind of glad I didn’t have them. There was just so much drama about them. My life now seemed to be so normal. Not including two brothers who hunt supernatural creatures along with me and who are on a mission of searching for our father. I sighed. How did my life got so messed up?, I asked myself, smiling bitterly.
Anyway we were still staying at Bobby’s. He and I are starting to build a friendship. I think he stopped looking at me like I was that Paige chick and started looking at me as…well me. I got a new room. Dean and Bobby renovated one of the rooms, just for me, knowing I’ll be staying here when we’re not on a case.
Anyway I got out of the shower causing my thoughts scatter. I wrapped myself in towels and walked out of the bathroom.
“Now, where’s my phone…”, I murmured scanning through the room. “Aha, found it”, I said when I finally spotted it by my bag. I looked at it and checked the time. It said it was 5.48. Damn, it was too early for me, and I got into the bed last night around 4. It was, like, two hours ago!
I went into a walk-in wardrobe and pulled out some black skinnies and gray shirt with some pink inscription on it. I took out my worn out black converses.
When I got dressed, I heard a knock on my doors. I walked towards them and opened them. It was Dean. He was wearing some gray T-shirt and a blue pants. His hair was messy and he had only one eye opened, because the sun was shining right into his face from the window on the opposite side of the bedroom.
“’Morning”, he murmured, while he walked to the window, closing the curtains. “That’s better. Hey, can I use your bathroom? Sam is stuck in ours, and I don’t think he’s gunna get out soon”, he asked, turning towards me, smiling. I nodded and smiled.
“Wait, why are you guys awake this early?”, I asked, confused expression showing on my face. He smirked.
“Who said we went to sleep?”, he said. I raised one brow and starred at him.
“You guys are weird.”
“Look who’s saying”, he said. I repeated his word in a mocking tone and stock my tongue at him, and he just laughed.
“You can brush your teeth while I dry my hair”, I said while taking the towel from my hair. I looked myself in the mirror again. My hair was still wet while I was running my hand through it.
When I dried my hair I went downstairs. I saw Bobby sitting there, making coffee.
“Good morning”, he said, glancing at me.
“Good morning”, I said, throwing myself onto a chair. I put my hands on the table and put my head on them. Then I realized something.
“Seriously, why are all of you awake this early?”, I asked. Bobby shrugged.
“Don’t know. When did you idiots went to bed last night?”, he asked.
“Like two hours ago”, I said, grinning. “Will that coffee be ready soon?”, I asked, rising to my feet.
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Living with Sam and Dean Winchester
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