Sam and Dean dropped us off at home and then took off. They just left. Like nothing ever happened, they didn't have a care in the world.
I stayed in my room for three days until being forced to come out because of school. Once I got to school, Chuck wouldn't stop hitting on me.
"Hey babe." Chuck said as I passed him in the hallway. I stopped.
"Stop! You've done that like six times already!" I yelled. People started to stare and crowd around us.
"You know you love it." He smirked.
"I don't." I rolled my eyes at him.
"It's okay guys, she's just mad because her boyfriend left her." He chuckled. Everyone looked back at me for my response.
"Fuck you!" I jumped on him, bringing him to the ground. Chuck covered his face, avoiding the slaps I was giving him.
"Oh I like this position, harder! Harder!" He laughed. I got off of him and stud up.
"He's just mad because I won't date his sorry ass." I looked down at him.
"Bitch." He started to get up.
"We used to be friends, what happened?" I asked, pulling him aside from everyone else.
