Chapter 33

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"I'm heading out." I said flatly while scooping the keys off the table.

"What?" Seth asked, looking up from his textbook and miscellaneous papers, "where are you going?"

"Out." I repeated with the same harsh tone. Trent had tried to say something but he was interrupted by the slam of the motel door. I hopped in our jeep, and pulled out of the parking lot. Okay so maybe I wasn't supposed to be legally driving but I also was supposed to be alive. Of course I had a fake ID that said I was 16.

I was never questioned because of my responsible driving but it never hurt to keep some sort of identification.

Did I even remember where to go?

A few turns later I had found myself pulling open the car door and looking at the back of my house. No chance I was going to park out front where everyone could easily see me break in to my own home. I chose the simpler way of walking through the neighbors backyard. The plan was simple, get to the house, climb to the second story, open the window, get in and out without being noticed, and go home.

Idiot.

I crept towards the side of house praying no one would see me. Everywhere I looked, I saw memories of before canton. Shield your eyes. Don't look at things before you start to cry. While mentally scolding my self, I made my way onto the railing of the porch and climbed onto the roof. Here was where one of my windows where accessible. This one faced east and was fortunately broken.

Leigh had used this trick many times to sneak out of the house. Of course she didn't do anything bad except for take walks or sit outside. I had banged on the edges of the window a few times but it didn't budge. Maybe they fixed it?

My fingers traced the corner of the window and I counted to three. This should be the spot. I made a fist with my hand and slammed it into the window. As soon as my hand bounced back, the window pooped open.

Thank god.

I swung my legs over the window sill and found my self staring at my empty room.

Everything I had owned was gone.

Of course it was. No one wanted stuff from a dead girl. Than I felt it. Some emotion of sadness.

Since my parents died I had never really "cried". I never let out my feeling or had a good sob, so everything was bottled up inside me. It was all just waiting to explode with one little thing that would set me off.

This was that thing.

Tears started to form in my eyes before they fell freely down my face. Keep it together Leigh. Without realizing, I had started to sob. Every emotion coming out all at once. Sadness over the death of my parents, anger over everything with canton, guiltiness I've leaving Sam and Dean, and fear over the fact that I will get everyone killed. I curled into a ball onto the floor and allowed my cries to echo through the house.

Truthfully I didn't know how long I had been laying there, but I assumed it was around two or three hours. I had cried all my sadness out and now I was ready to leave this place and hopefully never come back. Glancing at the watch on my wrist, I noticed it was now 5:52 so I had been here for about two and a half hours. Tears stained my cheeks and I wiped them away with the back of my sweatshirt sleeve.

This is your old home. It's in the past and you've moved on twice from it. They weren't even your real parent- how could I even say that? Of course they were. They raised me my entire life when my real parents didn't want me. Because deep down I knew I wasn't human. Well, now I am. We had figured out how My mom had gotten pregnant with me when she was in heaven but when I was born, my "dad" decided to turn me into a human and send me down to earth.

I had no angel powers.

I, now, had no relation to God.

And I was alone.

Maybe I wasn't really alone, but I don't think anyone has ever gone through this. If someone had, I could probably handle this better.

Leigh, it's time to go.

Pushing my self up, I gave the room one last look around before pushing the window open.

Leave this behind. Finish the case never come back. Hell, never even think about this place. It's better for everyone if you just stay away. I wonder how Sam and Dean are doing. I hadn't thought about that in a while. They were-are probably so mad at me. Maybe they think what I did was stupid and reckless but it was for their own good. I could imagine being scolded by the two of them over this.

I was so deep in thought that once I had hopped off the roof, I had went the wrong way, towards the road and with just my luck I got caught.

By none other than Lucas.
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