dead girls don't wear plaid

chapter 9

(katie’s P.O.V)
“Hi Dean..h-hey Sam.” I say with a smile on my face. Dean and Sam just stood and stared. They didn’t know whether to smile, cry, or laugh. They just stood there in silence.
“Uhh.. Sam.. Dean.. I think it’s story time.” Marissa says with a nervous chuckle.
“Ya think.” Dean said sarcastically with an angered look on his face.
We all went to Dad’s office and sat in a circle. It was more of an awkward looking oval but you catch my drift.
“So.. when Katie died.. I couldn’t help myself.. I couldn’t lose my sister again.. I needed to have her back because I can’t deal with anything alone.. She is the only family I have when you and Sam aren’t around.. So I took matters into my own hands and I made a deal with.. With Crowley..”
Before Marissa could finish saying anything everyone in the room just shook their heads in disappointment.
“Why in the hell would you do that Marissa?!” Dean yells as he stands up and paces back and forth.
“I couldn’t help myself Dean! I needed my sister back!” Marissa exclaims with tears starting to well up in her eyes.
“How many years did you get?”
“I didn’t get years at all…”
“Oh my… How long did you get then?” Dean says trying not to explode. I’ve never seen him this fired up before. It’s scary.
“I got.. Uhm.. 5.. M-months..” Marissa says weeping.
Dean doesn’t say anything further. He bursts out of the room obviously raged and slams the office doors shut. Everyone just sat in silence.
“I’m so sorry guys..” Marissa says putting her face into her hands crying even harder. I scoot closer to her to comfort her. She should have never done this. She knows the consequences. Like they always say “what’s dead should stay dead.”

    Many hours passed and we’ve all gone to bed. Dean hasn’t come out of his room since we were all in Dad’s office earlier. I guess he is still mad about Marissa’s deal. I don’t blame him.
I get up out of bed and walk to Marissa’s bedroom. She is laying awake so I walk over and sit next to her on the bed.
“It’ll be okay Marissa. Dean will get over it. Just give him some time.” I say and Marissa just stays silent.
I give her a hug and walk back to my room. I just lay in bed and stare up at the ceiling thinking about what had happened today. I wonder if they’ll be better off without me. Or if there is any way possible we can reverse the deal and she wouldn’t have to worry about Crowley taking her soul. Only time will tell.
Next thing I know my mind goes blank and I finally fall asleep. I’ve been having the same recurring dream like I used to before I found out who I really was. I had just walked in my room, shut off the light, and got into bed. My mom and dad both walk in to say goodnight, mom looked different though. Her eyes looked black and soulless. I was half asleep so I didn’t think much of it. They both kiss me goodnight and I roll onto my back and slowly fade into a deep sleep. Hours later, I wake up to the feeling of what felt like water dripping on my forehead. I turn my lamp on and wipe some of the liquid off my head. I try to look at it with slightly blurred vision and all I see is red.
“What the-” I say my eyes gradually getting wider
I feel what I thought was blood drip onto my head once more and slowly tilt my head to the ceiling. Marissa is stuck to the ceiling and she’s staring at me.
I gasp and scream as Marissa’s body quickly bursts into flames.
“MARISSA NO!” I say as tears fill my eyes and everything goes black.
I jolt up and I start to cry. I immediately run to Marissa’s room and check on her. She’s sound asleep in her bed which brought a rush of relief over me. But one thing still came to mind, why am I having this dream over and over again?
Knowing she was okay, I walk back to my bedroom and go back to sleep.

(Marissa’s P.O.V)
I woke up this morning and something felt different. I walk into the kitchen to get some coffee but when i looked in the kitchen i saw dean sitting at the table eating something with his back facing me. I was debating if i wanted to go in there or not. I decided not to make him mad this morning so i started to walk back to my room but sam stops me.
“You can’t avoid him forever you know” he says.
“I know i am just giving him more time to cool down.”i say looking up at him.
He groans
“You want me to bring you a cup of coffee?”he asked.
“YES PLEASE!” i say with a smile.
He just laughed as he walked in there.
I sat in the library while i waited.
I could hear them talking but i can't make out what they were saying. I heard katie’s voice come into their conversation. I saw katie walk in the library with two cups of coffee.
“Thank you.” i say as she puts down one cup in front of me.
“No problem.”she says with a smile.
We sat there in silence until i spoke up.
“Do you think he will ever forgive me?”
“Yeah he kinda has to i mean you will bite it soon.” she says trying to play around.
“No i am serious about this. He is really mad. He did do it for Sam.” i say looking at her.
“I know he did it for sam but you are different marissa he just got us back and he doesn't want to lose us again and what you did was really stupid.” she says putting her cup down.
“It wasn't stupid it was to save you.” i said getting a little bit mad.
“But you never make a deal.” she said.
“Well fine next time one of you guys die i won't make a deal to save you!” i yell getting up from the table. I turn to storm away and Sam and Dean stood there in shock.i needed to get out here i grab my jacket and run out the door.

(Dean’s P.O.V)
How can she be mad? I’m over here trying to deal with the fact that one of my little sister’s is back from the dead, and the other is about to die here in a few months. How am I supposed to cope with that?
“What happened?” I say to Katie.
“She’s just a little upset, Dean. She’ll be fine.. Hopefully.”
“Well I don’t want her being mad.. She’s got enough pie on her plate… I really want some pie now.. Anyone want pie?” I say trying to avoid the subject.
Sam rolls his eyes and takes his coffee to his room, leaving Katie and I alone in the library.
“Soo.. Read any good books lately?” I say trying to make conversation with my dead sister.
“Dean, I know you’re trying to avoid this.. But you need to stop.. I’m back.. Aren’t you happy? I know Marissa made a stupid decision but she needs me, I need her. Why can’t you accept that?”
I just sit in silence. I don’t know how I can stop trying to avoid the subject. All I wanna do is break down when I look at her. Knowing that she died and then came back is something I never imagined would ever have to happen to her. But, like she said, she’s back.. That’s all that matters to me.
“Yes i am happy but how do you feel when you think she is gonna die in a few months?” i ask her. She didn't say anything. I just walked away and all of a sudden i get a phone call. I looked at my phone and it was the one person that i wanted to kill. Crowley.