Broken Things (A Supernatural FanFic)

Chapter 11: Drinking Problem

            After about thirteen hours on the road we stopped at a motel. Dean got us a room while Sam and I waited outside the office. I wiped some of the sleep from my eyes and sat forward in the car. Sam was in the drivers seat and he was staring blankly at the open sign. I sighed and relaxed back in the seat.

            “Where are we?” I asked. I had slept the last few hours of the ride.

            “Still a couple days drive from Oakland.” Sam’s voice was kind of rough.

            I stared at him and I saw s glint of yellow flash over his eyes. I shook my head and looked out the window beside me. I breathed against it making it foggy. I watched it slowly disappear. “You don’t want me here.”

            “What?” Sam turned in his seat.

            “I feel it. You think that you should’ve killed back there in those woods.” I dropped my eyes and looked at my hands. “You don’t think I can be saved.”

            “How-“

            I looked up at him with a cool stare. “I am a seer, Sam. I can see it.” I blinked and looked away from his eyes. “But I don’t blame you. I don’t know why Dean wont let you kill me. Cause if I was a hunter, I would’ve killed me.”

            He was silent.

            “I promise I won’t you. And I won’t hurt Dean. I don’t know if I am going to hurt people, but I know in my bones that I couldn’t hurt you two. There is just something in you. Something so bright and so filled with life that I couldn’t dare harm it.” I looked up into his puzzled eyes. “You are the purest people I have ever met. There is this glow about you two. And I think that is why you are hunters.”

            “What glow?” He asked still confused.

            I shrugged. “All I know is it is pure good. Just like that black thing was pure evil. That is why I am drawn to you, I think.” I looked out to see Dean walking toward the car with a key in his hand. He had a little grin on his face and I saw he was humming to himself. I watched the light in his eyes as he looked over the place.

            “Emily-“

            “I don’t care that you are leaving me with Bobby. I know that I am only going to slow you two down, but don’t tune me out.” I looked back at Sam and stared into his eyes. “You have to trust me. I know that I am supposed to help you. I know that you two came to my house for a reason.”

            He stared into my eyes and searched for something. “Okay.” He said but I knew that was so much behind that one word. He didn’t completely trust me but he was beginning to.

            Dean opened the door and seemed to fall in. “Okay room 413 on the fourth floor.”

            Sam nodded and look straight forward. He pulled us out and drove us toward our room’s parking. I looked out the window and bit my tongue. I felt a little buzzed and I wasn’t that tired. I wondered if there was a bar within walking distance. When Sam pulled into the spot and turned off the car I grabbed my bag and opened the door. I shut it and looked up at our room. I wondered how many hotel rooms I would stay at. Maybe I should keep a tally just for kicks. I grinned and shook my head. I might reach a hundred.

            I heard there doors open and close. Then I heard the back door on the other side open. I turned to see Sam toss Dean his bag and then grab his own. They both looked a little worn out and tired. Dean lead the way to the room. I followed him and Sam stayed behind a little. I wondered why he didn’t want me to walk last.

            When I walked into the room I smelt the detergent on the sheets and the bleach from the bathroom. I tried not to gag. I saw there were two queen beds. Sam and Dean threw their bags on each of the beds. I saw a couch to the left. I went over and set my bag on it.

            “God I need to lay down.” Dean groaned as he fell back onto his bed.

            Sam looked over at me. “You want this bed? I can take the couch.” He reached for his bag.

            I shook my head. “No you two were the ones driving and the ones who are going to fight these demons. I can take the couch.” I looked over at the door. “I think I am going to go for a walk though, just to stretch my legs.”

            Sam nodded and looked over at the clock. “Don’t stay out to long. And don’t get into any trouble.” He gave me a soft grin.

            I smiled back at him and nodded. “I will try not to.” I walked over to the door.

            “Don’t get into any fights with strong burly men.” Dean added as I grabbed the door handle.

            I grinned as I opened the door. I turned and winked at him. “I can’t promise that.” Then I disappeared into the night. I shut the door behind me and took a long breath. I had a fifty in my pocket and I was a little thirsty.

            I stumbled back the way I had come. I spent all my money on liquor and I felt the world spinning. I don’t know what happened to me but I just kept drinking. I tried to keep  myself from swaying as I walked along the road. I could see the hotel lights from where I was. I rubbed my eyes nad let out a chuckle. I wondered if those two were asleep right now. Then I wondered how long I had been gone. Who knows? I lost all sense of time and I felt some of my consciousness start to slide. I waked a little faster as cars passed by. I thought of Dean. I saw his little grin in my head and it made me laugh. What if the only reason I agreed to go on this thingw as because of that stupid little grin?

            I laughed out loud again and felt my body start to fall. I gained my balance again but stopped walking. Everything seemed so murky. I closed my eyes and concentrated on walking straight. When I opened them I saw the lights and I walked quickly. I felt my head start to get heavy.

            “Shit.” I mumbled as I closed my eyes but kept walking. I heard honking and when I opened my eyes I was in the middle of the road. I stopped and opened my eyes wide as a car’s lights shown right at me. I let out a scream and felt myself jump out of the way. The car veered by as I tumbled to the side of the road. I rolled onto my back and let my breath out. My body become so heavy. I took another deep breath. I almost hoped the brothers would leave without me. I hoped they would be gone. Then I could stop kidding myself.

            I closed my eyes and felt myself slip.