May contain curse words, graphic images.
This story is about you and Sam.
Stuff you may need.
Y/n= Your Name
Y/l= Your Last Name
B/f/n= Your Best Friend's Name
R/g/n= Random Guys Name
F/f= Favorite Food
F/c= Favorite Car/Color
F/b= Favorite Book
"The heart is an arrow. It demands aim to land true." ~Inej (six of crows)
Love is an evil trick. If there wasn't such thing as love you wouldn't be considering leaving Sam a note. If there wasn't such thing as love Sam wouldn't be zombie-like. If love wasn't a thing the world would be better. But the reality is love is an evil trick we're forced to endure because life likes pulling sick jokes.
"Rough day?" The bartender asked "Rough life." You answered downing the shot "Want to tell me your troubles?" The bartender asked cleaning a glass "Family is complicated. Can I get a scotch on the rocks?" You asked
That's what your conversation with the bartender went like for the three months. For three months you didn't bother to hunt or to hide. You settled down for three months. In those three months, you found someone else that was normal, that wasn't Sam. It hurt to think about never having a chance with Sam, but it was best for both of you. The three months you stayed put was the best part of your life. You finally had stability and you wanted to hang on to it. But when it got closer to the time when the hellhound was going to get you, you would uproot your life again. You had to protect what you loved, especially when a normal person excepted what you did with our freaking out.
"Y/n! I'm home!" "James! How was your day?" You asked leaving the little study room "Nothing too eventful. So I hear you went back to the bar tonight, mind telling me why?" Jame asked hugging you "I needed the company." You answered "Well, I'm home now, what's you and I head to that restaurant you like," Jame said hanging an arm around your waist Let's" You stated
As you and James headed for the door there was a knock.
"Hello, who are you?" James asked pulling you closer "Y/n? Please, please come back." Sam stated "Who are you?" You asked trying your best to be freaked out "What did you do to her!" Sam screwed tackling James
*screaming*
"STOP!" You screamed "Y/n, I'm sorry!" Sam said trying to come to you "Stay away I don't know you." You said running to James side "Get out!" James yelled leaning on you You stayed by James side as Sam left.
It was horrible to say and to do that, but it was best if he moved on no matter how hard it was.
"Who was that?" James asked "I have no idea." You lied
Against James wishes you took him to the hospital and had him checked out. Once everything had calmed down and you were back home with James, you decided to stay up and do some 'work' well at least that's what you said to James. Really you were sneaking out. You planned on leaving a note to Sam and then disappearing again. Maybe next time you'll find someone else when you leave, maybe just maybe you could leave without collateral damage. With that thought in mind, you rushed to the hotel where Sam was and quickly left the note in the Impala. You got the hell out of dodge after that. No goodbyes were the best goodbyes.
That night you convinced yourself that, no love, was the best way to go. It was better to destroy everything now and no one moron you then for everything to crumble when you got closer to dying and then fall all at once when you do die. It was a horrible story, but it was true. No one could stop it, but you could lessen the pain.
The time had finally come, the time for the end, but it never came.
**Sorry for the terrible short chapter, but I just couldn't think of anything else to add that wouldn't give away the chapter to come.
This is what James looked like.
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