My Achilles' Heel

Chapter Three: The Drunken Night

This chapter is dedicated to Hurun. I still have a lot to learn but I hope that I'm making you proud.

Harlyn

"The door was knocked down by three men and they approached to me slowly. They were all wearing red and yellow stripes suits. I heard them mumbling.

"Harlyn?... Don't move alright sweetie..? Everything is going to be fine.. Let's just talk it out alright?" One of them said to me assuringly while another one climbed over the balcony, his body were secured fully with ropes and another one carefully tried to grab my arm.

"What are- you- talking about... I don't- understand...why are you guys here..... Why did you do that to my door...oh....mom so gonna kill you.."

I remember the adrenaline pumping in my body when I slipped and almost fell but the guy caught me in his arms, holding me tight from my recklessness. It was so vivid in my head; the windows down, the wind throwing my hair around, the weather was depressing, my hands were up in the air as I yelled in distress.

"HARLYN!!" "

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"HARLYN WAKE UP"

My eyes shot open widely as Sam and Dean towering me on my bed.

"What", I grunt in annoyance.

"Are you okay? You're sweating like hell." Sam scanned my body looking worried.

It took me about a few seconds to realised what just happened. My eyes teared up and Dean pulled me towards him and hugged me. Then Sam hugged me from behind.

"Shhuuushhh.. Hush now.. It's over.. You're here with us.." Dean said to me calmly while caressing my hair.

"It's that dream again.. Is it?" Sam asked as he slowly stroking my back.

"Please... - Make-.. It- stop- I can't.." I started sobbing, couldn't stop the tears. I saw a glimpse of a tall figured person leaning on the wall outside of my room but I ignored it and buried my face into Dean's chest.

"I know baby, I know... Shushhh.." Dean patted my head. I calmed myself as the blur visions of last night's dinner kicked in. I didn't make it to the dinner.. All I remember was that I stormed off from the meeting, went straight to the kitchen and found myself some white wine that the helps used to served the guests. And now I'm starving.

Then we all sat there quietly for a minute. Almost peaceful. I love how understanding my brothers can be, they didn't say anything or gave me weird looks or judged me, we just exchanged hugs and stayed silent. Letting our thoughts communicate on its own. Until Dean's phone 'beeps'. He glanced at his phone, shook his head and closed his eyes as he let out a sigh.

"I'm sorry Harlyn but I gotta hit the road.. We came here earlier to say goodbye.. Sam and I.. We're... Hm. Well, just for two days. Max. But I think we could get back tonight if theres no traffic." Dean said as he looked and Sam and over to me.

"What do you mean Dean? Dad said.." Sam was cut off by Dean.

"Considering..." Dean tilted his head at me as he widened his eyes at Sam, signalling. I pretend that didn't notice that.