The Young and the Ruthless

CHAPTER 2 The sign....

Alex P.O.V

As soon as I got to my room in the motel I realized how exhausted I was. I dropped my bag on the floor and went into the bathroom. I turned on the water and rinsed my face in the sink. I looked in the mirror and thought I looked terrible. I had dried blood in my hair, my makeup was smeared, and I had mud smudged on my face. I stripped down and turned on the water steaming hot. I got in let the water run down my face. The hot water felt so good on my skin. I washed my hair, body, and face. I had to work extra hard to get the old makeup off my face. I got out, wrapped in a towel and I searched through my bag. I found black cotton shorts and my blue top, I put them on. I climbed into one of the beds and immediately fell asleep.

Four hours later, I was woken up abruptly by a my phone ringing.

"Hello", I yawn.

"Hey Alex...It's Sam"

"I know who the fuck you are! What in the hell do YOU want at this ungodly hour!?!"

"What!?! NO!!!" I hang up tossing my phone across the room. 

I hear a loud authoritative knock at door.

"OPEN THE DOOR !!!"

"Dean, calm down she is probably tired.", I hear from the other side of the door.

 "SAMMY, I DON'T CARE!!! ALEX OPEN THE DOOR!!!! NOW!!!!!

I get up and sluggishly open the door.

" Ugh!!! What do you want !?!"

Sam's P.O.V. 

Dean and I were at the motel and Alex had gotten out. She's....strange. I watched her walk away, Dean noticed and elbowed me in the side. 

"Ouch " rubbing my side " if you keep doing that I am going to have a bruise on my ribs."

"Are you gunna get that or am I gunna have show her the way of the Dean Master", he says waggling his eyebrows. 

Dean laughed and got of the car. I followed Dean to the trunk, and grab our bags. We walk into the lobby, there's a girl behind the counter and of course Dean has to work his "magic" on her. Dean walks up to the counter and starts to flirt with her. She is very very reluctant to talk to him. Then Dean said something to cross the line. She starts flipping out, cursing, and throwing pens.

"Oh come on ", coaxs Dean.

"YOU ARE NOT STAYING HERE FIND SOME WHERE ELSE TO STAY , YOU PERV", says the girl. 

"You can't not give us a room "

"Oh yes I can" She had this smug angry look on her face.

Right under the counter there was a sign it said "' We reserve the right to refuse service to anyone, No matter who you are, or think you are, or who your Daddy is'"

"Dean the sign" I gestured to the sign, snickering.

Dean stormed out of the lobby. He was standing in the middle of the parking lot. He kept yelling. ranting and raving about how it was unjust and some other political malarkey that she refused us service. He opened the door got in slammed the door and hit his head on the steering wheel. He leaned back in the seat. I got in.

"What am I going to do?", he exclaims.

" I? ", I question.

Dean: "We ? Ya what are we going to do? And I am not sleeping in the car again?"

I waved my hand with Alex's number and room number on it.

"Alex! ", I tease. 

" You just want to see her again.", Dean says.