I woke up to see my parents standing by the door. I got out of bed and started to walk towards them.
"Mom? Dad?" I asked they looked at me and smiled but they started to walk away. Confused I followed them, "Where are you going?" I asked they didn't answer me they just kept walking I started to run after them fear taking over my body that they were walking away from me and not coming to me, they weren't embracing me telling me that everything was a dream and that I'm ok. I continued to follow them but instead of them stopping in front of me they were tied up in chairs. I looked at them confused as to why they were just staring at me with smiles on their faces but tears falling down. I looked down in my hands to see a gun in my hand, "Go on shoot them" a voice said behind me
"No" I said my voice cracking and my body shaking I was afraid I didn't want to hurt my parents. I threw the gun down and tried to move but I couldn't I tried to move my arms but they were changed to the wall I saw two more people standing in the room with me and I watched as my parents were murdered in front of me a scream ripped through my throat as I cried they walked to me and I had fear in my eyes, "No, no, no, NO!!"
I woke up and quickly sat up. My eyes wide I was panting and sweating I ran a hand through my hair and threw it up in a bun. I climbed out of bed and saw Dean lying down on the couch I grabbed a water bottle and drank it then I went in the bathroom and splashed my face with cold water. I walked out of the bathroom, "Can't sleep?" Dean's raspy voice reached my ears
"Dean! Sorry did I wake you?" I asked
"No I heard you, you ok?" he asked concern laced with his voice
"I'm fine go back to sleep" I said my voice cracking just a little.
"You wanna talk about" he asked sitting up and turning on a lamp. I looked at the time to see it was 1 in the morning.
"It was just a dream" I said before climbing back into the bed.
"A dream or a nightmare?" Dean asked when I didn't answer I heard him get off the couch and walk towards the bed, "You can tell me" he said sitting next to my legs. I sighed and rolled on my back looking up at the ceiling, "I had a nightmare" I said
"What was it about?" Dean asked
"I witnessed my parents murder right in front of me. I was chained to the wall and then after they were murdered I was the one to die next" I said placing an arm over my eyes. Dean got off the bed after listening to me then turned off the lights again and when I got no answer I removed my arms from my face. I felt the bed dip from Deans weight and his body behind me, "What are you doing?" I asked Dean still said nothing just wrapped his arms around me and said, "Go back to sleep" I didn't argue back and dozed off.
Dean and I got up at 9 to get ready. So far we didn't get any calls from Hector. Today would be the last day for us to keep tabs on Charlie before we take him back with us. I was wearing a black long sleeve that came off at one shoulder, ombre denim shorts, black boots with studs on them, a gray beanie and a silver skull necklace. (Outfit is above)
Dean was wearing a plain black shirt, denim jeans and black boots. We left the hotel and went to get something to eat for breakfast. I re-read the file to see what kind of car he had black BMW. When I finally saw him in his car we drove and followed him to the water park.
"We're in luck" I said
"Why" Dean asked me confused
"I brought swimsuits I figured we would need them just in case and what do you know" I said with a smirk. I removed my boots and put my slippers on. I grabbed my bikini and got out of the car I looked at Dean who had a confused look on his face, "Are you coming or not?" I asked he blinked and got out of the car he locked it and we paid to go in. I went to the bathroom and changed into my bikini. (Bikini Below)
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I'm a Tough Cookie
Novela JuvenilSherilyn Alveraz is the rebellious bad girl. Her parents died in a plane crash and her and her brother were forced into foster homes. Sherilyn hates the idea of living with a new family and with every family that she's been through she makes their l...