The Ghost of You 2

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'How, how did you? What, what happened? I -- I thought you're -- ' He was standing right next to me. I was talking to him, he's alive.

'Yes, I know, Dean. I was dead. I talked to Raphael.' He moved closer to me.

'I figured. So, you two best buds in the world already?'

'Dean, it's not what you think.'

'Oh yeah? Then what am I suppose to think?'

'I can take away the curse from you. I told you I have plans of my own. Why do you never trust me?'

'What do you mean?'

'The night I was killed it was just all just an act to let you think I'm dead. I couldn't say good bye to you. I can't let you go.'

'Then what happened?' I couldn't look him in the eye. He went all through that just to lift the curse off of me.

'Raphael and I came to an agreement. He allowed me to see you once more to take the curse away from you and you'll never see me again.'

'Why is he doing this to us?! Whatever did I do to him?!!' I was mad. I can feel my face turn to red.

'Dean, this is all because of me! Can't you understand? I can't see you suffer everyday! I can't stand the pain of seeing you curl yourself into a ball complaining how your body hurts everyday! Every damn day! So now, whether you like it or not I'll put an end to it. Please. If you don't want to do this for yourself at least do it for me.'

'Will I ever see you again?' I wanted to cry but I was fighting back my tears.

'No, you won't. But I can always hear you, especially when you pray for me. This might hurt a little but it'll go away. I can't see you suffer any more. It hurts, Dean.'

'Fine. Let's get this over with then.' He stood close to me and he placed my arms on his shoulders. His right hand glowed and he pushed gently on my left side. His hand is inside of me! It's like you're being stabbed multiple times. He got his hand out and I saw a black goo of ball. It hurts so much I fainted.

I woke up the next day and I didn't see him. He was nowhere to be found. I closed my eyes again. I didn't even get to say good bye or kiss him. I'll find you, Cass. Whatever it takes, and we'll be together again.


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