A Step Toward Darkness (Dean+You)

Gone on New Year's Eve

  

Hey lovelies sorry to leave you on a cliff hanger there but, I thought once school started I'd have more free time. I was totally proven wrong I'm taking two highschool classes Algebra and Spanish and it's way more consuming than I expected. I've been having a rough few months and I figured I should get back to what makes me happy. And that's writing.  :) Little reminder that (______) these spaces are where you insert your name. E/C mean Eye Color. H/C Means hair color. L/S means long or short. I just saw some people were asking about it so there you go. :D

Dean's POV.

It's been one week since the car crash on the bridge. Seven days without Sarah. ______ hasn't been well since that night but, I wouldn't expect her to. We did convince her to go out with me on New Year's Eve. So, that's a start? 

Cas' POV.

"Cas, you can't mess with souls, it always ends badly and you know that."

"I understand Ana. There is nothing you can tell me that will stop me from doing this."

"What are you exactly going to do Castiel?" Gabriel asks.

"I'm bringing Sarah back."

Your POV.

You really don't want to go anywhere tonight, especially tonight. It's New Year's Eve. Tomorrow it's going to be a whole new year. 2015, the first year you won't be spending the holiday with your sister. No more drinking sparkling cider in wine classes and making fun of preppy rich kids. No more taking your empty sparkling cider bottles and putting your new years resolutions in  for next New Year's.  No more egging Reason's house and watching his mom yell at him to clean it off of their cars and windows.  No more watching the ball drop in New York on the TV in your living room. You never thought she'd be gone. New Year's Eve will never be the same. Dean will never know what tonight used to mean to me, and I don't plan on telling him. It's something that will stay between Sarah and I.

But, you promised Dean Winchester. You decide to dress up because a guy like Dean should not be spending New Year's Eve with a who hasn't changed out of her pj's in ages. You spend time looking at your clothes trying to find something to wear but, nothing looks good enough. An hour later Dean walking in the bedroom just in time to see you crying on the floor and sitting in a pile of clothes.

"_____? _____ what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Dean opens the curtain to your "room".

"Dean." You say between breaths,"Dean, I can't find anything to wear. Nothing is good enough for you." You throw your arms down in the pile of clothes and sigh. 

Dean rushes over to you,"No no no no _____, _____ I don't care what you are wearing. I just want you with me."  Tears run over his hands, which are cupping your face," You could wear a trash bag  I wouldn't give a damn. Just spend tonight with me? Please?"

"Yeah," You sigh,"Okay Dean." You start calming down," I just,"

Dean finishes your sentence," You want to wear something nice. That's what I figured babe." He kisses you," That is why I asked Quinn to pick you out an outfit. "

"You did that for me? Dean, you didn't have to."

"I wanted to. Plus it'll save you the trouble and the time." He winks at you.

You laugh,"It does take me a long time to get ready."

Dean nods and Quinn comes into the room," Alright Deano time to go I have to get ______ ready for tonight."

"Yeah okay." Dean says as he flashes you a smile and leaves. 

*2 hours later*

Dean's POV. 

  

_____ walks out of the room looking just. WOW. She's wearing tight pair of black leggings, a gold shirt, black heals, and the best of all the black leather jacket. God she looked good. 

_____ is waving  her arms ,"Dean, Dean. Earth to Dean Winchester."

I cough,"Oh. Hey."

_____ laughs,"Hey."

"So," I cough," Are you ready?"

She smiles,"Ready when you are."

"Alright, let's head out. It's about 11:40 but the best part of the part is at 12, we've got time."

Your POV. 

As you and Dean climb into the impala and you ask him where you both are headed. He explains that there is a party with some kids your age to celebrate the New Year. As the hum of the engine dies out you step out of the impala into the frigid December air. You and Dean knock on the door of a two-story nice white house. An older teen opens the door, the alcohol on his breath is very noticeable when you walk by into the loud room. Blaring music and laughing fills the air it is currently  3o seconds  until the beginning of 2015. 

The clock ticks down.

30..........29...........28

You look at the couples surrounding the projected digital  clock on the wall in the main room.

27.........26..........25

You think back to last New Years the memory of your sister enters your mind. Sarah's laughing and babbling on about something, the year you remember. Something about how if you had up the numbers in 2014 it added up to 7 her favorite number, and everyone was laughing because it was so random. But, totally something Sarah would notice.

24.........23........22

You remember how Sarah said this year was going to be the best year of her life and how adding the numbers proved it. 

21.........20..........19

You wish she could've realized how wrong she was. 

18.........17..........16

Every ounce of your well being wants to go back to that day. It had been one of your favorites. A small part of you wants to take back this whole year. Nothing can compare to how much you miss her. 

15.........14.......13

But you know that can't happen. This is reality. And reality never forgot to remind you that your sister was gone. 

12........11.........10

The pure innocence of her smile. Gone.

9..........8............7

The happiness that was given by every smile she gave. Gone.

6..........5...........4

And with every piece of her that left.

3........2.......1

Left another piece of you. Gone.

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