• run away • |DEAN| - COMPLETED

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They were both in Dean's room, and she was cutting hearts into the card board paper.
She was lying down on the floor, and he was laying in his bed.

"Honestly how did you endure this for almost four years?" There were pieces of paper on the floor, she was so messy.

"I don't know, I just have to be here so I guess I don't have a choice,"

Then she got up and he opened his arms before she threw herself onto him in a gentle way.

They hugged for a few minutes until she felt a little suffocated. He was hugging her too tight.

"Sorry," he chuckled, loosening his grip around her waist, and she put her head on his chest.

"Christmas's tomorrow, are you really not going to be here?" She pouted, looking up to his face and kissing his chin.

"Yeah, I'm going to my mom's house.." She took his hand and compared her hand with his, then started drawing random shapes in his shirt.

"Momma's boy," she said, teasingly and even though she couldn't see his face, she knew he rolled his eyes after that.

"You know, one thing I've always wondered is... Why are you here?" She paused and when he didn't say anything, she continued. "I don't mean to sound rude, I'm just asking what do you have, like, you know i'm suicidal and have anxiety and depression... But what do you have?"

"I... I don't want to talk about that right now." He got up, and since she was over him, he kind of pushed her away.

"Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry." She looked down.

"It's okay. Just leave. I don't feel so good. I'll go by your room later ok?" He said, but he wouldn't look at her.

She hesitated but eventually left.

-

She was sitting alone on the bench at the balcony, looking at little Han drawing from afar. He was really adorable, and she wished he could get better. He was such a good boy.

He was drawing some animals in a big cardboard paper, and she could recognize a giraffe and an elephant. Or was it a mouse?

She felt someone sit next to her.

"So, I guess you and Dean are a thing now," Brittany said, and she honestly looked really sad.

"Are you okay?" Luna asked worriedly. Brittany didn't look good at all.

"Yeah. I'm just think about how all of this is going to turn out. Don't say I didn't try to warn you." She said, then got up and left.

She thought about Brittany's words for a few seconds, but little Han appeared right in front of her.

"Do you want to see something funny?" He said, then started moving his arms in a compulsive way.

"Yeah sure,"

"Here's my friend Lucas," he pointed to nowhere, and then moved his head repeatedly.

"Hi Lucas!" She greeted, the doctors had told her to always go along with Han's stories or he could get a little aggressive.

After what it seemed like a minute, Han rose his voice, "He asked you why are you not answering him."

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hear. I'm having some hearing problems because of my meds." She made up.

"Oh okay," he seemed more calm, then made a head tilt and left.