Chapter 5

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"Hey there, angel." Dean said in a flirty time as he gave you a wink.

At this point, I didn't knew what to do. You were freaking 14 years old, and there's a 26 year old man flirting with you. Luckily, you were saved by Sam, who went besides his brother.

 "Dude, can't you see she's like 16!" Sam said while being concerned.

 "And you, I need to talk to you in private." Sam said with a stern tone to you.

 "Excuse me, but the fuck you both trying to do?! Are you guys drunk or something." I said in utter shock and disbelief.

That's when I decided to get the hell out of there. But in an alleyway, in order to get to my home, I were trapped by both of the brothers.

 "Anna. We know that's you." Sam said in a neutral manner.

 "Who's Anna? I don't know any apart from Frozen." You said trying to get away from them, but you can't .

 "Quit the act. We know it's you." Dean said, very angry.

 " *sighs* Fine. "

 "Where are our guns?" Dean asked he approached me, grabbed me by the throat, and pinning me against the wall.

At this point, I were trying to breath, but I can't.

 "L-let me go. Please." I said, gasping for air. Damn Dean has a strong grip.

 "Dude, you're hurting her. Stop it now." Sam said, worried for me as I was gasping for air.

 I felt Dean letting me go, I fell down on my knees and was gasping for air. I saw them coming closer.

 "Please don't touch me !" I shouted at them as I ran to my home.

 I closed the door, locked shut, and started to cry. I remember this scene exactly with my mother when I was 8 years old.


Flashback...

Anna at 8 years old...

 "Mother, I'm sorry!" I was saying multiple times.

 I received a slap across my cheek. Then mother grabbed me by my throat and pinned me against the wall. I was crying, gasping for air at this point. I felt like I was about to die. About to fucking die!

 "You're a disgrace to this family! So is your father! You're such a delinquent! A ruthless brat!" Mom shouted at me.

 Suddenly, I saw dad shot mom with a bullet through her head. She was dead. I didn't care cause I hated her. She wasn't like regular moms. She was so overprotective with me, ever since I had powers just like my dad. She simply hated me.

I ran towards dad and hugged him tightly as I cried.

 "Thanks dad!" 8 year old me said while crying.

He just simply hugged me back, and said to me.

 "Let's go to your new home. Hell with me. "

 I nodded, ran upstairs to my room, packed all my bags, and dad teleported us to his Hell palace.



Present day...


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