DEAN POV
I lie down on my bed and shove my face into the pillow, I can feel my cheeks get warm and i can't help but smile. I can't believe it. He's real. He's alive. And he doesn't think I'm insane. I just wish I knew if he's gay... He doesn't know that in this coma we were dating. I just told him we were really good friends and that he moved away. I felt too uncomfortable to say anything about being a couple. But maybe once we become friends ill tell him.
I pick up my phone and just stare at it. Should I text him? Or should I wait so that I don't seem like a creep? Why is this such a difficult decision... I decide to just put his number in my phone and then go cook some dinner. After. After I'll text him.
I get up off my bed and head to the kitchen, and start searching through the cupboards. "Hm.. Nothing here... What about here? Nothing here either.. Fridge?"
I have to keep searching around until I find 2 boxes of Mac n cheese and a partially used box of instant mashed potatoes. That's dinner then.
I get out some pans, put water in one and start putting in all the ingredients for the potatoes. While i do this, I hear the front door open, and slam close.
Oh no...
Please don't be.
I hear footsteps getting louder and every time the sound echoes through The house, the more sick I feel. I stand, paralyzed as the door handle turns and the door is pushed open. Once I see who is behind the doors whole body relaxes. It feels like someone just took a giant rock off me. I take a deep breath in, "hey bobby, whatcha doin here?"
"You thought I was John didn't you."
I look down at the floor and then turn back around to finish cooking. "Boy, you need to do somethin about him if he really scares you this much."
I remain silent.
"The offer still stands for you boys to stay with me."
Right then I feel that stabbing in my chest. I reply to him in a hushed voice, "i know, Bobby. I just don't think it's right for both of us to leave him. He's like this because mom died. I don't know how much worse he'd get if we both left."
"I know. You two just don't deserve him treating you like that. But to why I'm here, John said he won't be coming home for almost two months. He will send a bit of money for bills but that's it. And no girls in the house while he's gone."
I chuckle. Girls. Like that'd happen.
"Alright. Thanks bobby, but seriously, I won't leave. You can take Sam with you if you want, well if he wants, I'd rather him be with you, but that's his choice."
He nods to me "you two are like my own children, I'll always be here. Just give me a holler and I'll be here. Got it?"
"Got it."
"I'm heading out. I've got some work things to catch up on. See ya later, Dean."
"You too bobby."
He comes up to me and gives me a quick hug. One of those Bobby hugs that just makes you feel that much better. He pats my shoulder, turns around and walks out of the house.
I turn back to the food I was cooking, almost finished by now.
Once I finish up I separate everything on two plates and call Sammy down. "yo Sammy! Dinner!
A minute later I hear him rushing down the stairs and he quickly makes his way to a plate and a seat.
"Alright Sammy" I walk over to my plate and sit down next to him on the couch. "So dads gonna be gone for a while. He said close to two months. So I get to be the boss of you till then." I chuckle and nudge him a bit. "So, yeah. He said no girls in the house but we can break rules right?" This time Sammy laughs, he knows that I'm not into chicks. At all, he's the only one who knows.
Once we finish dinner Sam heads back to his room and I text cas.
D: Hey.. Maybe I can make up for that awkward conversation we had earlier. Want to come over and chill for a while?
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Hells Loss (sequel to Falling for Hell)
FanfictionHahahaha I am back my people. In a sequel to falling for hell! This discription is useless. Other than READ FALLING FOR HELL FIRST. THEN THIS. This will be a short sequel to it so people won't be so upset for how the last one ended. So, this will be...
