Sam's girl

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Ok so now I'm lazy and Your pov is
Y/N pov I just am lazy and I want to continue the story I love this story so feel free to leave suggestions

Your pov
Dad: Your best friend Tari
Mom: That whore
Dad: Oh and the girls have another sister
Me: And mom to a happier note I'm getting married
Mom: To who
Me: I don't know if Uncle Dan introduced you to John Winchester but my fiance is his son
Mom: John's boy John was a good friend and so was Mary sadly we met the same death
Dad: I wish she wasn't fateful
Sam shot him with rock salt
Dad: Well won't you even try to make a good expression
Time skip to after getting rid of
Duncan
Me: Let's go meet my sister
Sam: Let's
I grab Sam's hand and we inter the cafe
Me: Hi I'm looking for a Sara L/N
Sara: That's me and are you my sister Y/N and her fiance Sam
Sam: God
Sam says under his breath no one reply's
Me: So sorry Jo couldn't make it
Sara: Well she has to take in the fact she has another sister
Me: Ya she just found out
Sara: So from what I understand you guys are hunter's
Me: How did you know
Sara: My mother told me
Me: Ok well let's sit
We walk over and sit down
Sam: So what do you do for a living
Sara: I'm a bartender
Sam: Oh ok
Sara: So in translation my job is to shoot down hunters who want to have fun
Me: So the man verson of Jo
Sara: I guess so
Sam: So people like my brother
Sara: Yep
Me: Do you kniw why your mom stabed my mom in the back
Tari: Well now don't hold a grudge
Me: Oh so your the backstabbing bitch
Sam: Y/N calm down
Tari: Well I wouldn't use those words you know god can hear you
Me: Well if your so religious why'd you sleep with a married man
Sara: Well this is awkward
Tari: Well I didn't hurt anyone
Me: Well if me, Jo, and my mother dont count then ya
Sara: Add me to that list I just found out that my mother fucked a married man and my father was a cheating bastard
Tari: Well your father was going to leave for me the day after your 6 month mark but your mom had to try to save you
I slapped her and turn to leave but I feel a hand on my arm
Sara: Can I go with you I need your help
Me: Ya of course
We walk out and get in the car I turn to face Sara
Sara: My mom beats me
Sam: What
He gose to open the door
Sara: Don't
Me: Sam she will just stay with us I mean shes 2 years younger than us how hard could it be
Sara: Thanks