Molly rode her bike to where she would meet Dean at 4 in the morning; she parked her motorcycle beside a brush when she softly called out, " Dean! Where are you?" She heard a crack beside her and quickly turned to pin the stranger against the tree. " Woah, woah, It's me, Dean!" He tells her as she shoved him and glared at him, " Don't do that! I could've hurt you or worse!" She shouted as Dean stared at her with delight. Dean moved closer and leaned to her ear as Molly felt his hot breath on her neck. " You can't hurt me if you tried so hard, sweetheart~."
Molly glanced up at him to see something behind those hazel-green eyes, but she couldn't figure it out and stepped back. " Hu-huh, I did hear that your girlfriend was giving my sister a hard time yesterday at school," She mentioned as Dean furrowed his eyebrows and let out an annoyed sigh " Freya isn't my girlfriend, and you know that. Sam told me what happened, but I will talk to her about it," Molly quirked at him. " and how am I supposed to believe that?'' She puts her hand on her hip and looks him in the eyes as Dean coly smirk at her.
" You just gotta trust me, Sweetie," Molly elbowed him in the stomach as he groaned and leaned forward in pain. " What was that for?" while he fells onto the ground with a soft thud as she looked down at him, then shook her head in disappointment. " You being all that!" She moved her hands at him, then he sat up " And so you elbow me in the stomach for it? You do have good aim," He said, sounding impressed by her as he slowly stood up and wrapped his arm around his stomach. " Right, so what are you gonna tell me that was so important?"Molly asked.
Dean looked forward at her before he leaned against the wall near him. " I heard that Freya is the daughter of Gigi. " Molly blankly stared at him and crossed her arms, " And that seemed so important for me to know–why?" He let out a frustrated sigh and rubbed his face. " Because I've read my sister's journal and said that Gigi used to date your father back then until Perrie showed up," He explained. Molly slowly nodded and took out the journal she kept in her bag.
"My mother has a journal too, but I haven't read it often. " Molly sat on the bench and looked at him as if inviting him to sit by her. Dean went by her side and looked at the page.
Oct 6,
Fall is here, and loving it here with the trees are different colors. Yet the cold shivers down your shive still shake your bone, but Jess isn't too fond of Halloween. She hates it so much and won't tell me why. Gigi has been an extra flirt to Zayn during the first period as he tried to ignore her, but she's been all over him like a horny crazy woman!She's doing this to me so I can stuffer. Laim has given us a journal, these journals, so we can stay connected and come in the past or the future. Louis disliked the idea, but Calum loved it!
I wish Zayn were like Laim–in a personality way! Does that sound bad of me to say that? I hope not.
" So in this paragraph, Gigi was stealing her ex-boyfriend at the time?" Dean questioned with slight confusion. " It didn't say that they're dating, though. Yet we can't find any clues about it. " Molly looks at him, then shuts the book with a yawn escaping her lips when Dean realizes that he is keeping her to get some sleep tonight for school. " We can talk about this at school," He helps her stand on her feet. Molly let out a soft hum and started to doze right on him as he caught her.
" Molly?" He gently shook her shoulders as she sleepy slapped his hands, and he stared at her. " You can't fall asleep here," He argued as she huffed and pouted while leaning against her bike. " Why not?'' She pushed her bottom lip out and looked up at him as he looked away, " Because it isn't safe for girls or anything else." he put his arm around her waist.
" Whatever...bossy panty,"
" Yeah, yeah."
~ A Few Hours Later~
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The Family Of The Haunted
Mystery / ThrillerThe Haunted last-named seems harmful to others, but in reality, it had hurt other people in the past with the secrets my father kept away from my siblings and me when we moved to his family cabin. My Mother always told us to make good for the name s...