Chapter 4

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"What do you mean you are leaving?!" Jen yelled at me as I was packing a few clothes in a duffel bag.
"Look, if I don't leave then a lot of bad things are going to happen." I told her.
"Like what? And are you leaving with someone?" She asked.
"I'm eighteen Jen. I graduated from high school."
"Are you running away with some boy? If you are you are making the most stupid mistake of your life. I do almost everything for you and-"
"You've done barely anything for me. You aren't my mom and you never will be." I stopped what I was doing and said straight to her face. I grabbed all of my stuff and went downstairs. She held me back before I opened the door.
"If you leave, I don't want you ever coming back. Especially if you are leaving with a guy." She told me. I shuffled my hand into my pocket and pulled out my house key.
"Here. Now there is proof." I gave the key to her and opened the door. Right outside was the Impala. Dean was just walking up to the door.
"Hey, do you need any help?" Dean asked. I grinned and walked out. I gave Dean my duffel bag. Jen looked out.
"How old are you?" She asked Dean. He looked at me. I rolled my eyes.
"Um, thirty-four ma'am." Dean replied.
"Trish, that is illegal." She said.
"I'm eighteen. It's technically legal." I fake smiled at her and walked to the Impala.
Dean followed behind me and I heard the door shut. Dean put my bag in the backseat. I opened the door to the passenger seat and got in. I shut the door with some anger. Dean got in and shut his door. I took a deep breath.
"You alright?" He asked as he started up the Impala.
"Yeah, peachy. Now where is Sam and Cas?" I asked.
"At a motel about twenty minutes away." He told me. I nodded. He starred at me. I didn't look at him, "I- um- do you want to just drive around for a bit before going to the motel. You know? Just calm down and relax. I know an area about ten minutes away where we can just relax." Dean offered. I grinned.
"Sure. That sounds great." I looked at him.
"Alright." He grinned and drove off.
"I know any minute now you're probably going to ask what happened in there and why does she act like that? But I'll let you know now. She has always treated me like I'm fifteen. I always tell her that I'm eighteen. She never understands. She also thinks that she does so much for me. She barely does anything for me. She didn't even come to my graduation. I know, good thing that she didn't because of what happened but still. But honestly, I'm glad to be the hell out of there." I said.
"Wow, ok. Um, let me ask about the part when she said that it was illegal. Then you said that it technically isn't. What did you tell her?" He asked.
"I just told her that I was leaving, well pretty much running away. She thought it was with a guy and I would ruin the rest of my life if I did." I paused.
"Well, she is kind of right." Dean looked at me quickly then back at the road.
"I needed to leave though. I want to help you guys out." I said.
"I get it. It is appreciated. Seriously. But every night it is either we are staying at a crappy motel or hotel, maybe even in the car. Eating diner food almost every day. So, that's what you picked." Dean smiled as he was focused on the road.
"Oh man. I thought being stressed out was done with." I said.
"Why are you stressed?" He asked.
"Well, the women that supplied me with food, water, and an education, I just had a big fight with and left. Now I'm on my way to have a completely new life." I told him.
"That wasn't a fight technically." He smirked.
"Seriously?" I raised my eyebrows at him. He looked at me.
"Sorry." He said then we pulled down a dirt path then stopped. There was a very pretty view at the city. Considering that it is getting late, the stars are even coming out.
"Wow, you were right." I got out of the car.
"Yeah, I know some good spots when I see one." Dean got out too. He sat on the hood. I leaned against it.
"Thanks." I smiled at him.
"No problem. Sam and Cas are just doing some research. So we've got about an hour or so if you just want to relax here."
"Yeah, sure. I could take a break. A nice one too." I sat on the hood of the car.
"So, how was prom. I never went to one because I-"
"Prom. Oh my gosh. I completely forgot about prom. It's tonight. Oh, I feel so bad now." I'm now upset.
"Did you have a date to it?" Dean asked.
"No, but I did make a promise to one of my closest friends." I told him.
"What was the promise?" He asked.
"I don't know if I should tell you." I looked up to find any stars. I know Dean is looking at me.
"I think I know what it is." He smiled and I looked at him.
"You do?" I questioned.
"Well, it's common." He shrugged with a grin.
"I've never even had a boyfriend so it's not even like it was going to be easy. She was gonna set me up with someone." I said.
"Wait? You've never even had a boyfriend? Have you even had your first kiss?" Dean asked surprised. I stayed quiet. Man, this is humiliating.
"This is embarrassing." I mumbled.
"So let me get this straight. You were going to hit every level in one night, with a stranger? Oh man."
"I have a sad life alright? The bad part is, I've never broken a promise but I guess now I have." I starred at the city. It stayed silent for a bit.
"Well, you can't keep every promise. I've made promises that had to be broken for certain standards. But I get it. This was your first big promise. You didn't want to break it." I looked at Dean and he smiled at me then looked at the sky.
"I've never met a guy that understood me as well as you." He looked at me.
"Well, I am Batman." He grinned with a chuckle.
"Yes, the hero that always saves the day." I looked up at the sky. He's still looking at me.
"What if I save yours? Even just a little?" He asked. I looked at him.
"What do you mean?" I questioned. Dean leaned over and kissed me.
"And Batman saves the day." He smiled as our head were still just inches apart.
"More like Robin. Not quite Batman yet." I said. He looked up at me. It's always guys with green eyes.
I kissed him again and we continued to do so. He stood up and came in front of me. He made me lay down on the hood of the car. He stayed over me.
"You sure about this? We only met about twenty-four hours ago." He asked.
"Yeah, I'm sure." I responded and we continued to kiss.
I mean, everything is legal. Plus I know him enough. I know a lot about him actually. Just by what he does, it isn't the hardest to know everything about him. There probably is more but what I know right now is a good level to start at. He took off his jacket and then his shirt. Damn, but wait? Tattoo?
"Tattoo?" I questioned.
"Yeah, you should probably get one of these too if you're gonna be with us. Anti-possession tattoo." He said while taking a deep breath.
"Good to know." I grinned then he continued to kiss me again.
I sat up. He picked me up and we went around to the passengers side. He opened the back seat then we both went in and layed down. Sometimes being five foot five and only a hundred and ten pounds is a good thing. He started to unbutton my flannel shirt. Slightly uncomfortable but it's my first time. He started to kiss me down my neck. I started to undo his jeans.

"So?" Dean asked. It's been about twenty-five minutes and it's all over with.
"You make a good Batman." I chuckled. We were laying in the backseat of his car. Then Dean was getting a call. He picked up his phone from the floor of the car and answered it.
"Hey." He said, "I took Trish for a drive because she was stressed out. But we'll come back now I guess." I think it's Sam, "I will. Alright. Bye." He ended the call.
"Sam?" I questioned.
"Yep and he wants us to get back. But also pick up some food on the way. Come on, we need to get dressed." Dean said.

After we got dressed, we went to go get food. We ended up just grabbing some burgers. When we were picking them up, I ran into the bathroom to clean or freshen up. I'm now freezing because we have to drive with the windows down so Sam or Cas don't know about what just happened.
"Hey, thanks for helping me keep my promise." I smiled at him.
"What can I say? I love being Batman." He grinned.

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