chapter 4

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bobby smiles as he gets in the truck and opens the door for me as i get in and bucked up and watched bobby pull out the yard. the sky was a beautiful light as dawn has left the sky. the sun was bright as i put on my sunglasses.


"we forgot to eat dad" i look over at him



"i got to stop and get gas anyways. so you can run in there and get you a pop, me a coffee, and some food" he hands me a 20.



"okay" i put the 20 in my pocket of my jeans as he pulls in the gas station as i walk inside i look in the impala for dean but he wasn't there i felt sadness as i felt for his knife walking inside hiding it and my gun as i get some chips and doughnuts and an apple for me. then i got bobby a coffee and me a pop and i pay the lady and walked to the truck and puts the stuff in there.



"go to the bathroom were not stopping for a while" he said putting the gas up then started to walk the side of the gas station as i followed but went in the women's bathroom as i felt like someone was watching me i shrug my shoulders. i washed my hands and walked out. bobby was waiting for me in his old rusted blue truck i ran and jumped in. he took off after i buckled and followed john as bobby's phone rings



"hey can you call dean he wanted to talk to cheri" john's muffled



"okay ill give him a call" bobby hung up and call the hotel dean and sam stayed home alone. i guess dean answered the phone "hey dean you wanted to talk to someone right kiddo?"



"okay here she is" he handed me the phone.



"hello" i said wondering who it was



"hi cheri.. its dean" i smiled happily as his voice rang through the phone "do you still have my knife that i left there when i was 7"



"yes i do, do you want it back?"



"no keep it. I will see you again...I'm coming Sammy" Sammy is yelling for dean in the background "I gotta go I'll talk to you soon"



"Bye dean"



"Bye Cheri" and with that he hung up I handed Bobby his phone as I pulled the apple from the bag and took a bite as I hand him a doughnut.



"Thanks Cheri" he eats the doughnut and drives "so what was that about"



"This" I pulled out dean's knife. It was a silver blade with a black handle but the tip was a buck antler. "The night when I was 6 how the demon tried to attack me. He left his knife. I never seen him since." I rub the handle lightly



"Oh" he smirks "don't get all butt hurt he's a boy there will be plenty others. But if one so hurts a little hair on your head.. He's dead I will shoot him and salt and burn his body to a crisp"



I just stared at him in fear "in that case I may not have a boyfriend "



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