My Demon Dearest (Dean Winchester Fan-Fic)

At Home... with Dean?

•|Tuesday|•
The school day had ended and I was walking home when I felt an arm drape over my shoulders "Hey hot-stuff. Where we going?" The deep raspy voice coming from behind me asked, "Uh we're not going anywhere, Dean. I'm going home."I said looking back at him. "Oh..." he said sadly, "Ugh. Fine, you can come. But be warned, if my family's home. Run. They're little crazy, or psychotic." I warned him. "That's fine." He replied

We got to my house a little while later, and a long-ass drive way walk. "I(huff) see (huff) why you're so friggin skinny!" He yelled a little way back, while being doubled over laughing. "Yeah. Sure, shouldn't you be? I mean you look like an athlete." I yelled back smirking "Yeah? Well guess what? I'm not!" Dean said jogging up the hill "Okay, well let me go grab my car and come pick you up Deano." I said sassily "All right." He sat down crisscross on the ground and stared at me. "Well?" He smarted off

I ran up the hill and got to my house, no other cars. Like usual. I rolled my eyes, and unlocked the house and grabbed my car keys. I turned around and went to my black and white Rolls Royce original modeled car. I got in a drove down the drive way to Dean, "Get in. Or I'm gonna drive off with out you." He got in the passenger seat "Damn this is a nice car." He said checking out the glove compartment. "Thanks." I replied

We got back to the house and Dean got out and lightly shut the door, walking to the porch he said "Is anyone home?"
"No? Why?" I asked him "Just wondering..." he said with that stupid cocky grin of his. "Okay..." I walked in after him and went to the kitchen, Dean plopped down on the couch, "You hungry?" I asked him, "Uh yeah. J-Just a little." He said frantically looking around. "Dean you okay?" I asked, "No."

OH SNAP WELL GUESS WHAT? I'll write the next part tomorrow. Anyway that's it for now
~Kasey🍰🍰🍰