The Moonlight cab

Part 5

Word count: 1049

I felt paralyzed, I was swarmed with blackness until i saw him. Dean. He looked at me yelling.

"you made me leave Melody, I didn't want you anymore, you were just a stupid piece of crap that added more stress to my life. It's all your fault that Sam and I are dead and I hope you blame yourself every goddamn second that you think of us, you murderer" He yelled till i was crying, I was weak, and i knew it. I cried again, you broke, your weakness gave in and you couldn't stand it anymore. The ugly truth finally showed up. The one that I didn't want to see, the weak one. I hoped it was the Dean I had always known, but you hope for things and you get disappointed. The real me was lost now, I didn't know who I was anymore without the person that made me the best I could be. Everything about Dean was the same, but the words that he was throwing at me. I looked him dead in the eye, which he laughed off and looked am me like I was pathetic. Was I hearing this correctly? Was Dean Winchester really telling me that I killed him, that I put him in danger? I guess he was right, I hurt him like I hurt every other godforsaken thing I love in this world (wink wink). His awful words were attacking me, yet I let them since I knew it was true. My head began to hurt from hearing this. I walked away, taking my ponytail out, letting my dirty, blonde hair fall down past my bare shoulders, warming them up from the cold. As I walked away I heard my heels clicking up against the floor, but more footsteps followed. Loud ones, I could hear them getting faster, but couldn't move, it was as if I completely frozen in place. Everything around me had stopped until I had felt a sudden tap on my shoulder. I turned around. His piercing green eyes and my baby blue eyes locked together, not letting either ones gaze slip away. I could see the rage in his eyes, the anger that was trying to get to me, it felt like he could see right through me. He deserved so much better than me when he was alive and I should've listened to what he told me, but of course, I was just too good for that, too good to listen to him. The thoughts ran through my mind, but I couldn't help but wonder what was running through his. Was all that anger really about me? Maybe I was just imagining all this, maybe this was just all in my head, but what if it was real? His grasp began to get tighter on my shoulders, It felt as if he was crushing my bones, his grip got tighter and tighter until the darkness was gone, I saw a light. The light was too bright and I realized that there was a beeping noise, it was a heart monitor. My pulse sounded normal so why the hell was I here? I looked around to see if anyone was there, and right before my eyes, Cas was the one there.

"Melody, you're awake! You passed out and I couldn't heal you so I called an ambulance, how are you feeling?" He questioned

"Uh hi Cas, I feel okay I guess" I attempted to say, but all that came out was a whisper.

I lay there for a little while, thinking about the dream I had. It felt so real. I could've sworn that I felt the grip on my shoulders get tighter, it couldn't have just been my imagination. I just had to breathe, because every time the dream comes into my head my throat gets tighter and my breathes speed up. I had to advance forward with my life, not walk back, I needed to let go of their deaths even though it haunted me. That was the most aggressive dream I had ever had that involved somebody I deeply loved. It was the most vivid I've ever had. I could still feel his grip, crushing my shoulders like they were nothing. I tried to erase the though and slowly began to sit up, I was sore from the fall when I passed out, but my shoulders really did feel like they were crushed. I slowly slipped off the shoulder of the hospital gown to see if there was an injury and my shoulders were both bruised. They Greyish purple bruises covered my whole shoulders and when I tried to move them I could feel the needle-like pain. The more I sat up, the more pain I felt, but I kept going.

Finally after 10 minutes of trying I managed to pull my body up into a comfortable sitting position. My hands were weak and I couldn't even feel my legs. No wonder either because I fell on pure concrete and had a light concussion now. I needed to be in a wheelchair whenever I needed to get something because each time I stood up I could see everything spinning from being overly dizzy. Cas had left after he slightly healed my shoulders, he thought I needed to be alone and he was damn right. I couldn't have him around me, it was just too much. I began to feel thirsty and got up to get into my wheelchair. I slowly slid into it so that I wouldn't hurt myself and went to go find a water fountain. I drove around looking but had no luck. Now I had to look for a nurse, great, all this for some water. I kept driving around and found a nurse. She guided me to a water fountain with cups and I took a cup to my room with me, being careful while driving there so that it wouldn't spill out of my hands. I got into my room and it was completely different than before. There was a bouquet of roses on my bed and a note, with a giant teddy bear. I was not ready for this. What the hell?

a/n sorry I had writer's block but now Y'all have chapter 5, enjoy!