Don't Make Promises You Can't Keep || Dean's Daughter Fanfiction

Chapter 1

Harley

"You're the new girl! Come with me, we'll be besties," Cherry said taking my hand.

"I'm not sure I want to be besties," I say jerking my hand away from her.

"What? Every one needs a friend. Please you're the only girl at this home. I want to have a girl friend so we can talk about girl things and do girl stuff!" Cherry said way to cheerful.

"Uh, no thanks, not my style," I said walking to a different seat. The lady, Miss. Gable, served burgers for dinner. I was so grate full I almost cried, burgers were my favorite food. I grabbed the nearest one and piled it with lettuce pickles and onions. It was so good.

"Slow down there, it's not going to run away," Some kid said to me from across the table. "Sorry, I'm Jack," the boy with the shaggy, red hair said. He had green eyes that could understand everything.

"I'm Harley," I said cautiously, I never really trusted anyone but this guy seems nice.

"Harley, like Harley Davidson motorcycles?" He asked.

"No, Harley like Harley Quinn, of course like the motorcycle, do you think my mom was an idiot?" I said sarcastically.

"Alright then, Harley, we are going to have some fun." He said with a mischievous smile.

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We were about to break into Miss. Gable's office. While Jack stood off to the side I got to work with my bobby pin and picked the lock successfully. After all it wasn't my first time. We walked in there and looked around in the cabinet for my file. Jack already got his file so he offered to help me find mine. We found it in the 'H' section and I grabbed it. We got out of there almost as quickly as we got in.

"Thanks Jack for helping me get my file, I have a lot of questions and I think you have just helped me answer some of them," I said.

"No problem for a friend," he said.

I replied, " Well, I know it was a risk so thanks again," I said.

" And I said it was no problem,"

" I'm just trying to thank you," I said out of exhaustion of this conversation.

"Can we get over this crap and hug already?" he said taking me up in his arms. He was a whole head taller than me so he kissed me on the top of my head. "Have fun, and if you run away tell me, I can help."

"Wouldn't think of it," I smirked as he kissed my cheek and waved me off. I ran all the way back to my room. I shut the door and locked it. I tossed my file on the desk next to my bed and I sat down and started reading. I started with my mother's murder because other than my death threat I didn't know squat about what happened.

Victim: Kaylen Breas

Cause of Death: wrists and throat were slit

Next of kin: Harley Braes, Daniel Braes

When I saw my brothers name I checked his section and it said he died when his neck was snapped. My poor little brother, he had his whole life ahead of him. He was only six and I was the one that got to live just because I wanted to see the new Terminator. I decided reading about my brother was just not good for me now so I went to my father's section in my file. My mother never told me about him so this was my chance to get to know him through a sheet of paper.

Suspect, Dean Winchester, suspected of murder, grave desecration, robbery, credit card theft, attempted murder, and impersonation of federal agents.

Suspect, Sam Winchester, suspected of murder, grave desecration, robbery, credit card theft, attempted murder, and impersonation of federal agents

I read on in his file and soon found out that he wasn't dead. My mother lied to me all my life about my father. Why would she do this? What good would come of that? After I finished the file I dropped on my bed and started reading my moms diary for anything about my father in there.

It said that their time together was only about a week. It said that my father was a charmer. That was it. How could that be it? I only get this stupid file and two sentences about my father? I flipped to the last page of her diary and it was addressed to me.

Harley, my sweet girl, I hope you find this. You are to call your father to come and get you. Your father will keep you safe and it's best that you know each other. I want you to know that I love you and that I'm proud of you, and I'm sure you will become a great person some day. The number is 713-555-2678, please call.

Yours Truly, your mother.

Oh my god, my mom wants me to call this criminal? Even if I did the agency isn't going to let me leave with him. Will he even like me? I not even sure I like him. I mean he hasn't visited or called my mom in the last thirteen years. Why should he care about me? I'm just the product of a fun time.

After going on this for a while I decided I would call my father to come and get me. But first I would have to get away from this home. Time to cash in on Jack's offer.