Chapter 14

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Covered in sweat, I jolted upright. My breathing rushed and being in another room that I didn't know didn't help. I wasn't in my clothes from earlier and I wasn't in my bed. I got out of bed and opened the first door I saw, leading to a bathroom.

I didn't even notice anyone in there until he whispered my name.

"Anna?" 

I tried to back away when he started coming my way. I ran into the wall and sat down against it, holding my chest. I gave up on everything. I didn't care anymore, I didn't want to be here. I wanted to go home. I wanted to live a good life without all of this drama and abuse in between it. 

I put my head in my hands, trying to take deep breaths but all that came out were slight coughs. I felt tears pooling in my eyes and one fell and I quickly shook my head. I can't cry right now. 

"Anna deep breaths, do it with me." 

He started taking deep breaths and I stared at him trying to match his breathing but I couldn't. Every time I tried, I just coughed or nothing would come out.

I was scared.

For the first time since I could remember I was actually scared.

As much as I tried not to, the tears wouldn't stop. My breathing had become slower with time but the crying didn't help that. 

Dean pulled me into his chest, holding my head and all of my emotions were released at once. It was weird having someone holding me while I cried but I honestly didn't care at this point. 

"I can't do it anymore." I sobbed into his chest.

I sounded pitiful right now. If my dad heard me he would laugh at me and tell me to suck it up.

It wasn't like I wanted to cry in his arms right now. That was the last thing I wanted, it's embarrassing having to be held. I shouldn't have to have someone tell me how to breathe, or that I need to calm down. 

But at this moment I was at my lowest and I needed someone to tell me these things. To let me know that I was okay.

He rubbed the back of my head and held me close, "I know..." 


After 10 minutes my crying became more of a soft cry, just trying to calm myself down. That's when Dean spoke up.

"If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go?" he asked, still rubbing my back.

I didn't need to think before answering, "The beach."

Dean lifted me up to my feet like I weighed nothing and looked me in the eyes.

I think for once I saw emotions in his eyes. He had hurt and pain in his eyes, along with something else that I couldn't quite get. 

He sat me on his bed, leaving without saying a word. This confused me but I stayed on his bed, looking around. I noticed that his room was very similar to mine structure-wise, detail-wise, not so much.

He had a dark almost black room with a lot of black decor. His bedding was all black besides his white sheets and his bed was a king size from my guess. He didn't have many photos from what I could see at the moment, it was too dark to really get a look at anything. 

As I was looking around his room taking in things, I jump when someone walks into the room. I look over and see that it is just Dean walking in with his hands full of things. He placed the things on his bed and sat next to me. 

He handed me a pair of slippers and socks, "Put these on." 

I did as he said, slipping on the long black socks and slippers and hearing him do the same. I looked over at him seeing him already staring at me.

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