"Breaking news: a young woman with the name of (y/bf/n) is reported murdered. She has had gashes down her stomach and her heart is missing. If you have any details or you have witnessed this crime, contact us. 812-523-9803."
You couldn't believe it. Your best friend was dead. You were walking down the hallway so you could read some books to get (y/bf /n) off your mind when you hear a knock on the door.
"Coming!" You hollered. You opened the door to come face to face with your long lost love, Dean. And his little brother Sammy.
"Excuse me miss. FBI. We would like to ask you some questions on the murder of (y/bf /n)." Dean said with a straight face. You couldn't believe it. He didn't remember you. Or it just could have been that you faked your death and moved. You needed to get away from your old life and start over.
"Uhm. Yeah. Sure thing Dean." You said with a smirk.
"Sorry ma'am, I think you have the wrong pers-"
"Cut the crap Dean. And Sam, I know it's you too."
"What are you? Angel or Demon?" Sam said raising a gun to your face.
"Woah! Neither. Just a long lost love of deans." You said sighing. Sam turned to Dean, who just shrugged his shoulders.
"(Y/l/n), (y/f/n) (y/l/n)" you said blankly.
"But-but you're dead. And (y/n) doesn't have that hair color. And she has a tattoo of a butterfly on the inside of her left pinky." Dean said pointing to your hand.
"I dyed my hair to brown and got all my tattoos erased. Boy, did that hurt like a mother fucker." You said shaking your head and smiling at the ground.
"Prove you are (y/n)" Dean said with a stern look.
"Dean, do you remember when you would always come to my apartment and you would always trace that little yellow daisy on the small of my back while we made-" you stopped abruptly as you looked up to see Sam shifting uncomfortably. "Pancakes!" You finished laughing.
"It is you. Oh my god. I've missed you so much." Dean said hugging you.
"But why? Why would you do that? I thought you were dead."
"I needed to get away from everything. I needed a new start. So I changed and got a new job.
"I know this is gonna sound crazy, but will you travel with us?"
"I thought you would never ask!"
A/n
(Y/bf/n) = your best friends name.
I'm sorry I haven't been writing lately. Busy busy busy🐝
XoXo bitches😚
