Times Never Change

8

3 days. We've spent these days with Elena's dad. I don't know why but he wants to send as much time with us as possible.

Today he's just not himself. I walked into the kitchen for the now cooked bacon and eggs. Curtesy of Elena Richards. She sat across from me as I ate the bacon one by one.
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5:00
It's 5:00 and Elena's just getting back from spending some time with her dad. She comes through the front door. She walks up to me "dean... Something's wrong." She said. I held up a small gun. I pressed it into her palm. "If your worried keep this." I say.

"Oka-" she falls unconscious into my arms. Jeremy stood behind her. I gently lower her so she's on the ground.
"What the hell do you do to her!?" I yell.

"She'll be fine, it's just a relaxation bite." He said.

"Why!"

"I don't want her to see me die." I insisted. "I sold my soul for her dean."

"For what?" I said still down by Elena.

"10 years ago a demon told me she would be in an accident... And she wouldn't make it. I did it to keep my little girl safe."
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11:58
Elena lay in my arms, Sam kneeling behind us. The salt circle around us big enough to put a motorcycle in.
Elena stirred in my arms. Not now, 1 minuet.

"Dean..." She looked down at the circle and up to her dad. "Dad!"
The howls echoed through the woods.
"Good bye Lena bear, I love you."

She push away from me but I pulled her back close to my chest. Tears and whimpers come from her.
"Dad!" She cries. I shh her and rub her arm.

Jeremy looks to his side. The hellhound. We hear a howl,as it lunges it's self at Elena's dad. Screams come from Elena as she watches her dad being ripped to shreds.

The howls are gone. Elena launches from my arms over to her fathers body. Her hands are on his neck where he was bitten. Blood leaking onto her, she places her head on his chest. Tears are unstoppable, as I think of this man who cared for me. I try to pull her away.

"No!No just leave me alone!" She says pushing me away. I retreat to the bedroom. Tears break as I trash the room.

I sink to the floor head in my hands.