Run From the Demons (Supernatural/One Direction crossover)

Chapter Thirty Five

Louis’ P.O.V

“Do you think she’ll be alright?” my voice croaked all of a sudden. It was still scratchy and weak. I gently rubbed my throat and Harry handed me a cup of water. I take the cup and take a small sip of water before placing it on the side table by Alexis.

“I don’t know Louis. The doctor said she was in a serious condition, and she’s in a deep coma.” Liam said sadly, rubbing his arms with his pale and scratched hands. He seemed nervous, like he was keeping something from me, but I don’t care much at the moment.

Harry sniffled. “I hope so, I mean, she’s my cousin. I just got her, and I don’t want to lose her again.” Harry croaked, wiping his eyes a little.

“What if she doesn’t make it?” Niall asks, his voice still scratchy. I look away from Niall and stare at Alexis’ body, not wanting to think about what would happen if she didn’t make it. If she died, I would never be the same again, that’s for sure.

“She did get hurt pretty badly, and the doctor did say there was a very small chance that she won’t make it.” Zayn said sadly. I sniffled and rubbed my eyes, trying to hold back tears. I did not want to cry right now. I do not want to seem weak.

“Guys, saying that she isn’t going to make it won’t help us in this situation. The doctor said that there was a slight chance that she won’t make it. That means that it’s very likely that she will live. Alexis is a strong person, and I’m sure she will fight through this and make it back to us.” Cali speaks up. We all nod. Alexis is very strong willed. She will fight for something she believes in, she will beat up anyone who makes her or her friends suffer, she doesn’t give up easily, and she’s stubborn. Those are just some of the things I love about Alexis. If I had to list everything, I would probably never stop talking.

I looked up as I heard to pairs of feet. John and Dean walked in. Dean looked really pissed, with his face red in anger, fists clenched, eyes almost popping out of his head, and stiff body. John looked like he was trying to calm Dean down. Dean stared at me in particular, with fire and hatred in his eyes. The boys and Cali stare at them with fear in their expressions, while I stare up at them with sadness and confusion.

“Hey, Dean,” I say softly, sadly, and nervously. I stand up so I can stretch my legs a little. 

“I’m gonna kill you!” Dean suddenly growls. I stare at him confused as Dean starts towards me. He grabs me by the collar of my shirt and slams me into the wall. I take this as a shock and groan in pain. It made the bruises and cuts on my back and stomach burn in pain.

Everyone else’s eyes widen. “Dean!” John shouts.

“Why did you do this, huh? Why did you try and kill her? Why did you try to kill your own girlfriend?” Dean shouts at me. What is he talking about? I never did this to Alexis.

“I never hurt Alexis! I love her so much! I have no idea what you’re talking about!” I cry. Dean just slams me into the wall again.

“Oh yeah, sure you do!” Dean shouts again.