Bella absolutely loves Supernatural as well as the actors. But, unfortunately, her family is pretty poor and can't afford to go to a convention. So, she's really shocked that for her 13th birthday her family combined their efforts and money to send...
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The next morning I woke up to an empty house.
I looked around the house until I reached the kitchen and I hadn't seen or heard anything. I saw a piece of paper on the counter and I picked up. It was a note from Jensen.
"Good morning, Sweetheart! Danneel, Justice, and I went out. I was going to wake you up and take you with us, but when I went into your room, I just couldn't wake you. There's breakfast in the fridge and we'll be home soon. - Jensen"
I put the note in the trash can before opening the fridge and looking for the food. Inside was a plate with waffles and turkey gravy. I took off the plastic covering and popped it into the microwave.
Since I was alone, I blasted music from the TV in the living room and danced around while my food cooked.
Once it was done, I continued to dance as I took it out of the microwave, being careful so I didn't drop it. I sat down and ate. It took me a lot longer than usual of course because I kept pausing to sing.
After I was done, I walked upstairs to grab my phone.
Once I reached the door I heard my phone constantly dining with notifications. I grabbed my phone and unlocked it to see tons of twitter notifications.
I logged onto my twitter account and looked at my page to see my it absolutely blowing up. My followers had dramatically increased. I was getting so many people tweeting me in things. People commenting on old photos and posts that I had made.
There were so many tweets with a link to an article. Most of the tweets questioning whether or not it was true. I opened the article to see the same exact headline I had imagined.
"Jensen Ackles Adopts Thirteen Year Old Whose Family Was Murdered"
I read through the article and it was filled with basic information. There was also a picture of me from the Supernatural convention, where I was standing up to ask my question. It wasn't a bad photo.
Overall, the article was pretty nice, even saying that they were sorry for my loss, but the more I read the more my hands began to sweat and my heart to beat.
Everyone knew about me now, there was no hiding.
I went back to twitter and began to read more tweets.
"Why did Jensen adopt her?"
"She's so ugly and fat!"
"Why can't that be me! She doesn't deserve that."
"Why didn't she just die with her family?"
"She should just kill herself. I don't understand why she hasn't already."
The more I read, the more my eyes began to fill with tears.
There were the nice ones, saying that they were sorry for my loss, some wishing that I had a good day, others asking how I was.
However, the more I read the worse the comments got and the few good ones didn't even matter.
I kept reading and reading, before I knew it the tears wouldn't stop and I felt a need for my brother's blade.
As I continued to read tweet after tweet, I collapsed on my bed in tears, my phone landed on the bed somewhere. I continued to cry into my pillow. I felt the need rising and it wouldn't leave me alone. I didn't want to do it, but I needed to.
Before I could do anything, I frantically searched for my phone. I grabbed it and immediately called Jensen. He answered on the second ring.
"Hey, Bella. Everything alright?"
My only answer was a choked back sob.
"Sweetheart? Are you crying? What's wrong?"
His voice had gone from concerned and relaxed to worried and panicked.
"Th-they found out. Ev-everyone. Th-th-they know. They all h-hate m-me!!"
"Oh no... Sweetheart, just listen to me. Everything's gonna be alright. We'll be home in about five minutes. Just try to stay calm and stay where you are. Okay?"
I hummed back and okay, too shaken to speak.
"I'm proud of you for calling me, we'll be there soon."
He hung up and my cries immediately increased. I grabbed one of the stuffed animals from the foot of my bed and hugged it to myself tightly. I curled in on myself in a big ball and threw the covers over my entire body, hoping it would provide comfort.
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To Be Continued...
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