"I can't believe you're making me do this," Sam said, grinning widely with a sparkle in his hazel eyes as he rolled them at the man walking next to him."You are probably the only 19-year-old guy in the entirety of California that hasn't been to a frat party" his friend said waving his hands around dramatically "you should be thanking me," he told Sam speeding ahead of him towards the large flashing house surrounded by squealing girls, empty beer bottles and drunk guys puking into pot plants.
"I admire your ambition of trying to get me so wasted that I wake up shirtless in a motel room three states over" he replied sarcastically punching his friend in the shoulder.
"Plus, who knows maybe even the Sam Winchester could find a female that catches his eye."
Sam snorted as the pair walked up to the door "you're acting like I've never been within ten feet of a girl before."
"I wouldn't be surprised," he said grinning and ducking into the loud and crowded house before he could get a reaction.
Sam ran a hand through his brown hair, shaking his head with a goofy smile on his face.
"Is that Sam Winchester at a party!?" a loud and slightly tipsy voice said loudly behind him.
He spun around quickly to see a girl he couldn't remember the name of from one of his classes grinning at him widely, her dark eye-shadowed eyes reflecting the colourful lights looped through the rungs on the balcony.
Sam chuckled and shrugged "I can't always be that predictable" he said taking a step down so he could hear her better against the loud music from inside the frat house.
"I thought you'd never get your head out of those over-priced textbooks", the girl said her newly curled black hair bouncing as she laughed "come over here I want you to meet somebody."
Her slightly patchy tanned hand grabbed his forearm and dragged him into the mess of moving people inside the house, Sam looked around himself like a deer in the headlights, having no idea what to do with himself.
"Sam," a sharp voice said snapping him out of his thoughts "this is Jessica Moore"
He turned to come face to face with as Dean would say 'the most fun he'd seen in decades', or as Sam would say someone completely and utterly out of his league.
She had sparkling hazel eyes and dirty blonde hair that framed her face in natural ringlets, Sam felt his body stiffen and his jaw clench as he struggled to make any words come out.
"Jess, this is Sam Winchester," the girl said after what felt like ages, smiling like she was the match maker of the century "you know that guy I told you about?"
Jess nodded and looked at Sam with a warm smile "hi, nice to meet you Sam"
"Sam...."
"Sam"
"Sam!"
"SAMMY!" Dean yelled, a firm hand on his younger brother's shoulder as he awoke suddenly, breathing heavily, his entire body covered in sweat.
Dean's eyes were wide and confused as he backed away towards the identical bed a few meters away from him and flopped on it with a tired sigh "you wouldn't stop groaning and kicking" he said rubbing his eyes, his voice low and grumbly like he had just woken up.
He looked at Sam for a few seconds with his eyes narrowed slightly as if he was trying to read his thoughts "are you-"
"I'm fine" Sam muttered without emotion, his jaw clenched tightly as he swung his long legs over the side of the bed.
"Don't pull a me on me," Dean said, raising his eyebrows, a firm expression on his face, waiting for an answer.
"The love of my life was just murdered Dean," Sam said with his teeth gritted "what do you want me to say?"
He stood up his fists clenched "I've been better, my feelings are hurt but I'll move on, I'M FINE" he snarled sarcastically, his voice growing with every word as all of the pent up rage spurted out.
"You don't know what I'm going through so don't you dare," Sam said angrily, feeling the need to punch a wall.
He picked up the folded towel by his bed and tucked it under his arm "I'm having a shower" he said coldly to Dean before walking into the bathroom on the opposite side of the room.
The elder brother watched him walk away with a sad look and flinched as the door was slammed shut loudly, of course he couldn't blame him for being so angry, this had broken what Sam had tried so hard to build for himself, a safe and happy life.
Demons had destroyed everything in his life, while Sam had lived a good one, just like Dean had always wanted, but now they had gotten to his baby brother and that was enough.
It was beginning to emerge in the bottom of his stomach, anger for his brother, the brother that had lost everything, the brother that could never be the same again.
He was going to find every single son of a bitch that had anything to do with Jess' death and make them suffer.
Sam leaned with both hands against the tiled wall of the shower, the scorching water spraying against his back and he took in laboured breaths, his eyes completely clouded over.
He promised himself that he would hold it in but his emotions were leaking everywhere and he couldn't control it.
Sam turned around and put his back to the wall, slowly sinking down to the slightly mouldy ground and bringing his long legs up to his chest.
Hot and salty tears mixed into the steaming water that covered his hair as he screwed his eyes shut and clenched his teeth together as hard as he could, trying to keep himself together but he was failing.
He placed his forehead on his knees and completely let go on what little grip he had on everything, he let out all that he had been trying to ball up, all that he had been trying to bury deep down inside him like he had always been taught and expected to do.
Jess was dead.
And it was all his fault.
Sam should have been there, he should have been able to protect her, isn't protecting the innocent what he was supposed to do?
So why wasn't he there, why wasn't he dead instead of her, she was nothing but good in a world gone bad.
He never deserved her love.
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Sorry, this is just a filler but the main plot line shall hopefully be introduced in the next chapter!
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A Shapeshifter Isn't an Alibi • Supernatural
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