You Broke Me (Supernatural FanFiction)

Betrayed

Walking in, flicking on the lights and glancing around the shabby, run-down motel room, I reluctantly tossed the motel keys on the nearby table.

Yep, definitely another crappy motel room mumbling the thought out loud as I cast my eyes around the small room once more.

Oh joy.

Letting out a reluctant sigh, I kicked the door shut behind me, tossed my bag onto the bed and pulled out the dye I bought out of the drug store bag as I stripped off my shirt and started to read the instructions.

Flipping the box around, I read the color that I had grabbed, since I picked it based on the color alone, Ebony Mocha... huh, at least it sounded like a nice color.

Mixing the chemicals together I went and stood in front of the oval shaped mirror hanging above the small dresser in the room and started to apply generous amounts of the dye to my annoyingly blonde hair, making sure to work it in really well. I definitely don't want any of this damn bottled blonde left showing.

Good thing I thought ahead about grabbing two boxes, because the first bottle wasn't nearly enough to cover all of my hair, that fell in thick waves to the middle of my back.

After mixing and applying the second bottle, I piled my hair on the top of my head and flopped down on the edge of one of the twin beds in the room. Pulling out my phone to call Carlo, just to see what was going on, maybe hear his voice.

I missed him already. How sad am I?

You would think spending every waking moment of everyday of my life for the last six years of my life with my brother would drive me crazy, but it didn't.

It actually felt like a part of me was missing when he was gone. Looking at the screen I saw that I already had five missed calls and three text messages from my brother. Why didn't I hear my phone? Weird.

Flipping it around in my hand, only to see that the ringer had some how got switched off, of course. Shaking my head, I instantly turned the ringer back on and clicked open the phone to see what the messages said:

BigBro: Rena you need to get back to Bobby's

BigBro: This is serious don't ignore me. We really need you to get back here.

BigBro: Idk why you hate being here, but you need to get over it and get here. Bring you stuff it's not safe for you to be by yourself.

What the hell is going on? What's so damn important I can't have a few somewhat normal moments to myself? I opened up the voice mail he left with the last call he made.

"Rena... I know you hate coming back here but this is serious... your not safe on your own. Bobby wasn't lying when he said that he needed our help... Please stop being so terco and get over here." I scowled down at my phone I wasn't being a stubborn, jackass. Deciding against calling him, I quickly texted him back.

Rena: I'm not stubborn. My phone was on vibrate and didn't hear it ring, ass. There is dye in my hair at this given second, so I'll be there as soon as I'm done.

BigBro: Apurate and yes you are terco.

Rolling my eyes, I tossed my phone back on the bed and went to go check the color in the bathroom mirror, since the lightening was much brighter then this room.

Shrugging, accepting the color it turned out. I turned on the shower, setting the water to be has hot as I could handle. I quickly stripped down, grabbed my smaller bag that held all my hygiene products, locked the room door and got in the shower to wash the traveling off and rinsed out the dye.