truth about hunting • supernatural

Chapter 1: Just a normal day

Sam cried onto his brothers corpse.

They have been through a lot. They survived many battles against the unholy and twisted, but maybe it was time to end this madness. Maybe there was no light at the end of this tunnel. Maybe it just lead straight to the gates of hell. Maybe this is the end for the Winchester.

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"What the fuck! Dean can't die! Sammy! You were supposed to save him from fucking Lilith! What the hell!" I was screaming at the book.

What was I supposed to do now? My friend is still reading the next book and I don't have that kind of money just laying around (money is tight this month), and the library don't have the series. I'm not living my life without a lifeline of sort. No, I can't. My life is shitty enough! (dramatic, I know).

I got to think of something, but later. After my shift at Biggerson's.

I wiped my tears and checked the mirror if my mascara was running. I shoved my phone, wallet and keys into my bag and grabbed my favourite coat. And yes, it was very expensive.

I stepped outside my small flat, room 12. The one at the very end of the corridor. I double checked if the door was locked. It's my habit.

As I exited the building a forceful wind poured through the crack the door made. The wind blew through my hair, giving me shivers. I pulled my collar up and snuggled into my coat.

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I opened the locker with my name, Louise written on it, of course. Nothing special is in there besides my can of deodorant, mirror and hangers, unless you think those are special. But I always dreamed of letters from secret admirers sitting in my locker waiting to be opened like in the movies.

Enough with my nonsence. There's a new girl named Samantha that started working here, at the diner few days ago. It's my chance to make a new friend. Well, it's not my only chance because there are those bitches (your typical clichè bitches that are pretty and all that, but have horrible personalities.) But I prefer to make friends that are more into fandoms than random boys.

I hanged my coat in the locker and checked the mirror if my outfit was okay. I was wearing a black skater skirt with tights and black combat boots, and of course, the red shirt with the Biggerson's logo on it.

I was pinning the name tag underneath the logo on my shirt when I heard the others coming in. I usually come here 15 minutes before them so I don't have to make any form of contact with them. I didn't know what to do but my instincts told me to hide inside the locker. I closed the door just in time.

"Oh my god, yesterday's welcome party was so amazing!" I assume this voice belongs to the queen bitch, Maddie.

"I know. Thanks for preparing that party for me guys. I loved it!" They're son of a bitches! I never heard anything about a party, but then again, I'm not the kind of person who gets invited to parties. I guess Samantha's part of the, what I call, the bitch army now.

"Why didn't Louise show up?" Because they hate me. I don't know why, but they just do.

"That geek that's always ignoring and trying to run away from us? Yeah, she's an anti-social bitch trash so we didn't invite her." What?

"She doesn't look like a person who's good at parties anyways."

"Yeah, she would've ruined that game of spin the bottle. Oh that reminds me. Did anything happen after that kiss you had with Him?"

I couldn't bare listen to their crap that no one gives a fuck about, anymore!

I can't believe they called me an anti-social bitch! Are they twelve! I'm not that shocked about them hating me but I mean, come on! What's next, writing shit about me in the burn book! They are not in high school so grow up!

Finally, the bitches finished getting ready. If ready means gossiping and bitching about people behind their backs.

I pushed the fury aside and tried to think of something pleasant, like when I was with Darcy. I became a bit nostalgic but soon I remembered the feeling of resent from how our relationship ended.

I took a deep breath and opened the door. No one seems to be there, so I took a step out.

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