A/N: hey guys- deciding i may just switch to POV for a little bit, it will mainly be Sierra's POV but it may switch from time to time depending on the scenario! Thanks -I x
Sierra:
The sunlight woke me. I squinted slightly as I opened my eyes, blinking to focus my vision as I sat up. I felt my body groaning at me as i stretched out my stiff muscles, pushing my arms above my head and taking a huge yawn.
Bobby glanced up at me from his desk and i gave him a small smile as i ran my hand through my hair.
"Morning," I spoke mid yawn, getting to my feet and trying not to wince at the pain in my back, "You know, that couch looks comfier than it feels,"
Bobby smirked, "Well it's probably older than I am so I wouldn't be surprised."
I laughed a little at that, moving into the kitchen and opening the fridge. I scanned over its contents before letting out a slightly exasperated sigh.
"Is there anything other than day old Pizza that i could eat?" I raised an eyebrow who shrugged,
"There's nothing wrong with some pizza for breakfast!" I heard Dean exclaim as he came downstairs.
I laughed, "Maybe if you want to die of heart disease before you're 45."
He shrugged, reaching past me for one of the two slices of pizza in the fridge and taking a bite right in front of my face. I roll my eyes at him as i lean against the fridge door as he moves into the other room to talk to Bobby.
"Morning," I hear Sam from the doorway to my right, i turned to look at him and a grin immediately spreads across my face.
"What?" He asks puzzled at my sudden amusement. I bite my lip to suppress my laughter.
"Nice hair Rupunzel," Dean snorted with a mouthful of pizza.
Sam scowled at the two of us as we continued to laugh at the bedhead he was sporting.
"Yeah whatever," he mumbled, rolling his eyes then continuing, "I'm gonna go on a food run," He called to Bobby, who grunted in response,
Sam turned back to me and nodded his head to the doorway, indicating for me to come with him.
Reluctantly i followed, slipping my feet into my muddy boots and trailing slowly after him as he left the house, making his way to the impala.
Neither of us spoke as we got into the car, the silence continuing for the first 5 minutes of the drive.
"So did you want me to come with you so we could sit in silence the whole time or did you want to talk to me?" I sighed, turning to him.
Sam was quiet at first, but finally he spoke, "I just, I wanted to clear some things up."
I felt my stomach sink. I could see where this was going and i hated the feeling i got from it. I had let myself get attached far too quickly and now i had set myself up to get my heartbroken. Preparing myself for the worst i tried to come up with any responses i could to what i was about to hear.
"Sierra I know I've been pretty cold to you recently and i just wanted to apologise." He began, "I'm just worried about you and I don't want you to get hurt and I'm sorry if that maybe came across as me being angry or something like that, i realise that, it's your decision and I can't change your mind so i'll just have to deal with it."
He looked over to me and sent me a small smile.
"Thats it?" I asked, slightly astounded, and Sam frowned
"What do you mean?"
I shook my head, "Well i mean, I thought this was gonna be some sort of break up I guess." I half laughed,
Sam gave me a puzzled look and I sighed, thinking about how best to say it without sounding like some creepy and overly attached one night stand.
"Nothing, don't worry about it." I mumbled, turning to look out of the window.
The trees flashed past in a blur as Sam sped down the highway to the nearest gas station for some food.
It was about a 20 minute drive until we reached the store and I hadn't realised how cold it would be.
The cold wind bit into me as I walked quickly towards the shop and i rubbed my bare arms vigorously in an attempt to stop my teeth chattering.
"Here take my jacket." Sam offered as he began to pull off his coat. I shook my head and moved further inside the store, grabbing a basket and plucking a few items from shelves as I made my way down the isle.
Sam sighed and followed after me, looking slightly fed up as he did so.
"You know, i can tell when something's wrong Sierra."
I shot him a look and gave him nothing in reply, a permanent scowl fixed on my face.
He threw a few other random things into my basket as i placed it in front of the cashier.
He was a scrawny kid with glasses stuck in a t-shirt about 2 sizes too big and jeans. The name tag on his shirt informed me that his name was Jake.
Jake seemed nervous as he eyed up Sam and I, his hands fumbling with every item he scanned as he placed them in a plastic bag.
"Um t-thats 15.70 please." He stammered, staring at me as i handed him a few notes and Sam grabbed the bags of food.
"You'd have thought he'd never seen a girl before." I muttered once we were back in the car.
Sam spun the car around and began to drive them back to Bobby's, the scenery a blur as we sped down the highway.
"Well i mean, it's not like most girls he'll see will look half as good as you," Sam replied, sending me a childish grin as he spoke.
I gritted my teeth as i felt my fists clench. That was it, i couldn't take it anymore.
"Don't do that!" I yelled, my shout causing him to press on the brakes suddenly, jolting my body forwards and i stormed out of the car, slamming the door shut behind me.
Sam followed me out of the car and around to where i was standing, looking confused at my sudden outburst, "What do you mean?" He asked, a puzzled expression on his face.
"Make me think that you like me!" I shouted at him, my words slightly muffled by the wind as i continued to yell in his face, "It's not fair for you to sleep with me and then treat me like your girlfriend for a day then as soon as we leave my apartment and go to Bobby's, act like nothing ever happened!"
I could feel myself wanting to cry but i refused to let myself look weak right now. I couldn't do this again, not after melting down in front of Bobby.
"Wait, is that what this is all about?" Sam asked, his face still showing his confusion.
I barked half a half at him as i turned away to walk round the other side of the car, but Sam caught my wrist and spun me back to face him.
"Sierra," he spoke softly, and i held his gaze for a moment. His hazel eyes locked with mine for a few seconds, and i almost melted under his stare,
"I really freaking like you Sam Winchester, okay?" I sighed as i looked up into his eyes, "And you're making it so much harder for me to hate you when you look at me like that."
My voice started off harsh but i felt my anger fade away and my voice cracked a little. I turned my head away from him but a few seconds later his hand was under my chin to pull me back to look at him.
His eyes were fixed on mine and for a brief moment, his gaze flickered to my lips. Before i could even register what was happening, Sam's hand moved from my chin to the back of my neck and he pulled me into him, his lips pressing against mine.
