The 3 Winchesters - Supernatural

Chapter 6 - Remember

I woke up from shivering so hard, it was freezeing. I was laying on the ice cold floor. My head was pounding I rubbed my eyes and then wiped my nose with my wrist. I looked back down to my wrist and it was bloody. Ugh my nose was still running. I sat up looking for Bobby remembering what had just happened completely forgetting my nose was running. How long have we both been laying here?

Then a thought crossed my mind.

Did I kill bobby. Why was he laying on the floor ?

No it couldn't be me. He knocked me out before I had a chance.

I sat there thinking that a whole day passed. I tried to get up but instead fell to the floor. My ankle shot a pain through my whole body when I stepped on it. I screamed. It looked so ugly. But it's an easy fix.

"Bobby.." I said softly rubbing the back of my head.

I got up once again this time holding on the counter to help me balance myself. I hoped on one food toward the computer. I checked the time.

5AM same day thankfully.

I've been laying here for approximately 6 hrs. Meaning we weren't knocked out for days. Good. So he's not dead. I thought trying to reassure myself. I hopped towards him. Knelt on the floor and began patting his head. "Bobby.." I said softly once again.

I stopped and backed away. What if he still really wanted to kill me.

10 min of tying ropes around his arms passed. Good now he can't hurt me even if he wanted to.

"Bobby." I said less softly. Ok I'm getting irritated. I'm the one that got my ass beat. Not him. Who even hurt him anyways. I don't remember anything. All I remember his him punching the lights out of me.

I slapped him in the face and yelled "SANTA CLAUSE WAKE UR ASS UP." his eyes sprung open and he sat up faster then lightning.

*BOBBY POV*

A man slapped the daylights out of me. I opened my eyes and sprung up ready to fight back but my arms were glued together.

I turned ready to question why he'd do that but instead I turned to a 17 year old teenage girl.

"Dammit do you know you slap like a sumo wrestler." I said with a sigh. Thank god it was Alice.

I looked up at her and she was a bloody mess. And it was all from her noes. It still ran down but I don't think she noticed it. The kitchen was a mess. Chairs flipped windows broken the sink destroyed.

"What the hell happened." I said. Trying to move my hands. " And why don't you untie me already." Beginning to raise my voice.

"So I can make sure you don't try killing me again" she said as she began untying the rope.

*ALICE POV*

"Wait what?" Bobby said shockingly.

I stopped untying for a second. "You don't remember? Thank gone that means you were just posssessed." I continued untying. I couldn't forget the things he said to me. Maybe he was possessed but whatever possessed him just said things he didn't have the guts to say himself.

"Son of a bitch" he said moving his arms around after I untied them. "I was attacked by that witches bull crap." He said getting angry.

He got up grabbed a tissue, came back and kneeled down to me beggining to wipe my nose. "Listen Al, if I ever said anything don't belive any of it. It wasn't any part of me." He said in a guilty tone. "This was supposed to be a safe place... how ironic." He said clenching his hand into a fist