Blender (✓)

014

"Okay what really happened?" Sam asked once Dean was gone.

"Nothing." I told him. Lies, he probably saw right through them.

"Are you sure?" Sam asked.

"Of course, I wouldn't lie." I smiled.

"Alright, we'll where's the popcorn bowls?"

"Popcorn...we didn't pop the bags yet actually. If you wouldn't mind going to get them popped I'll go ahead and set up the rest of the room." I suggested continuing to get everything ready.

"I suppose, and it'll give me an opportunity to ask Dean too." Sam chuckled.

"Oh my god, he'll tell you the same thing."

Sam chuckled as he walked downstairs.

While the two were gone I got a call from an unknown number. I hesitated on answering at first but eventually picked up.

"Hello?" I replied.

"H-hey, I heard about what happened. Is everything okay? Are you okay?" It was Mackenyu.

"Oh I'm..alright I guess. How did you get this number?" I asked.

"Oh, Iñaki actually gave it to me a while ago."

"Ah okay, well I appreciate you reaching out."

"Of course, is there anything I can do? Talk some sense into Taz, maybe come over with food? My wife makes a killer chili." (Idk if it's true but chili sounds good).

"That's alright, I already got some friends over with me, I appreciate it tho Mackenyu.." I smiled, even though he couldn't see it.

"Gotcha...hey can I tell you something else? Between us?"

"Yea what is it?"

"Taz...he's been doing pretty bad.." Mackenyu sighed.

"Oh boy, let me guess he called you and cried? I assume he's saying that he never should've let me go or treated me the way he has...he's screwed up or whatever." I frowned and rolled my eyes.

"The sums it up actually.."

I look over as I see Dean and Sam now enter the room. "Yeah well...that's something I'll have to consider, I'll need time to think so you can tell him. I'll talk later Mack, bye." I say hanging up.

"Who was that?" Dean asked.

"One of my old friends, his names Mackenyu. He worked with Taz and I both."

"Taz, ew." Dean stuck out his tongue.

Sam chuckled.

"Yeah, he says Taz is declining. Regretting everything pretty much..typical."

"So this isn't unusual?" Sam asked.

"Not really. We always fight and end up coming back to eachother. It's like a competition to wait it out the longest. I've won each time.."

"So you always go back to him?" Dean asked, a slight hint of jealousy.

"It takes a while, but him and I grew up together. It's just hard to throw that away..."

"Has he tried contacting you?" Sam asked.

"Not that I know of, I mean I kinda have him blocked at the moment."

"Well, good on you. But what are you going to do this time around? I mean, you're pregnant with his child." Dean spoke up.

I frowned and furrowed my brow. I wasn't for sure, I didn't think Taz would leave. I shrug and face the boys. "I don't know, I mean if he doesn't do his part for our child I can probably try to get child support." I shrugged.

"It's always worth a try." Sam assured me rubbing my back. "If it is any better, you know Dean and I will be willing to help too."

"I appreciate that, thank you.." and with that I leaned back on the bed, and tried to be calm.