Dean's Daughter (Supernatural) // Completed

Chapter 11: The White Room

Alice - Dream

The room was enveloped in darkness. There was not a single flicker of light anywhere. The darkness was my guilt, suffocating me to the brink of death and then for a split second it let me breathe. Every time I thought I was free and every time I was fooled. This was my punishment for what I did. I don't doubt that I deserved it.

I knew I wasn't alone. I obviously couldn't see anybody but I could hear another's breathing. I hoped it was not who it always was but deep down, buried beneath the guilt, there was a slight niggling. A teasing voice tormenting me constantly. Of course it's him, Alice, it whispered in its sinister voice. You will never be able to escape the truth.

I was too focused on the voice in my head that I didn't notice the person moving closer to me. A switch is flicked - by neither me nor the other person but I had long since learned not to question the things that happened in this room - and fluorescent light filled the room, leaving me temporarily blinded.

The room appeared as it always did, white. Everything was white. The walls, the one solitary window with white panes instead of clear, the vase that sits upon that window, filled with thirteen completely white roses. The only thing that wasn't white was him.

He stood with his back to me, gazing out the white window as if he could see something other than the white. He wore his usual jeans, grey shirt and old, falling apart, black Converse. Without turning he spoke, "I trusted you. And what did you do with that trust? You did worse that throw it back in my face, you killed it." His tone was filled with venom and I knew that I would never be able to forgive myself for what I did.

He laughed. A humourless, bitter laugh. "But that wasn't the only thing you killed, was it? No, it wasn't. Because you killed me too." He whirled around and stared me straight in the eyes. But there was something wrong. I no longer stared into the eyes of my friend, because they were no longer there. In their place were empty, black pits, a great contrast to the white of the room.

I focused on these pits other than the truth. The pits hurt less.

"Didn't you?" He taunted. "Big, bad, Alice Everdeen. Afraid to admit the truth that she killed her best friend, her beloved Greyson."

I said nothing to defend myself because what he said was completely and utterly true. I killed him.

"And then you ran away and cried about it," He snarled. "Pitiful."

"Greys-"

"Don't, just don't," He cut me off. "I don't want to hear your pathetic excuses, they mean nothing and I care less for them as I do for you and in this moment, I can honestly say that I hate you."

It stung but I took it. It was far less than what I deserved.

Suddenly, he grabbed me by the neck and threw me into the wall. I struggled against him, kicking and hitting him where I could. He tightened his grip and my vision filled with black spots. I attempted in vain to pull his hands away but to no avail.

"You see, Alice. I want revenge for what you did to me. You killed me so now I'm going to kill you." He leaned down so his lips were hovering right over my ear. He wanted me to hear every single word. "I'm going to draw this out, making sure it's painful." As I stared into the black of his eyes, I knew that Greyson was well and truly gone. Destroyed by a thirst for revenge. Against me. For killing him.

I was abruptly released from his grip and thrown to the floor. I gasped for breath, drawing in the precious oxygen. Then I was once again picked up and smashed back down to the floor. My vision was almost gone as I looked into the malicious black pits and I knew that I only had a few seconds before I blacked out. So I choked out the words that I knew meant nothing to him but I had to say them.

"I'm... sorry."

My eyelids fluttered close with the look of hate etched on his face still lingering in my mind.

Present

I awoke with a sudden jerk, shivering and covered in sweat. I sat up and took in my surroundings and knew that finding sleep again would be impossible.

I remembered my nightmare and brushed my fingers against my throat. I leaped out of the bed and looked in the mirror, expecting to see angry red marks on my throat where Greyson's hand closed around it but there was only smooth, pale skin.

Dean, Sam and I returned to Bobby's after what we're calling "The Vamp Case" and ever since I'd been plagued with nightmares. Tonight I wanted to be alone and fortunately it was one of the rare occasions where everybody in the house was asleep. I swear that the guys usually get four hours a night when there on a case, if they're lucky.

I made my way down the stairs and to the kitchen where I poured myself a glass of orange juice. I sat down on the couch and almost threw my orange juice everywhere as Castiel, the angel, appeared beside me.

"Cass," I began, trying to slow my hammering heart. "I'm not really in the mood tonight and you really need to stop doing that. It's going to get old, really quickly."

"I sensed you were in some kind of distress," He said, ignoring my previous comment.

"Just a nightmare," I muttered.

"Why did it scare you as much as it did?" He asked and I knew he wasn't going to give up.

Sighing, I explained about Greyson and the whole ordeal and by the end, I was in tears. "I killed my best friend, Cass."

"No, Alice, you killed a vampire."

He placed a hand on my shoulder and before I knew it, we were standing at a cliff edge. Not directly on the edge but close enough to make me jump back in alarm. "You just zapped me somewhere, didn't you?"

"I thought you might like it here, I find it calming."

Getting over my initial alarm, I sat down on the edge and felt the wind whip my hair back. Cass was right, sitting here was calming and it made you forget the rest of the world. Cass sat down next to me and we talked for hours on end. We talked until the sun began to rise and I knew reality was finally catching up to us.

Next thing I knew we were back in Bobby's lounge, on the brown leather couch. "Thanks, Cass," I smiled. "I really needed that."

And in that moment, there was nobody I trusted more in the world. I truly considered Cass a genuine friend. If only I had known the secret he was keeping. The secret that completely destroyed our lives. If only.

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Not too long after my last update if I do say so myself!

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