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Truth. (Part 2)

I woke up to a pair of snake like eyes staring me down.
"Sit tight..."
She looked at Sam and Dean.
"You're up next."
She hissed, looking back at me.
I shared a look with the boys and suddenly a pocket knife was in my hand.
Dean had slid me one.
Without clatter, I began to saw at the ropes with the small knife.
This was taking way too long, she was getting hungry.
She pulled a tongue out of some poor fool and proceeded to eat it.
I'm gonna be fucking sick.
"I cannot wait to eat yours. I mean I've seen liars before, but you guys...gold standard."
Dean laughed, he was about to say something moronic, so I kicked him in the shin.
"ow."
He muttered, staring darts into my neck.
We needed to keep alive for as long as possible and I didn't know this bitch's temper.
"While you still have your tongue. I think it's your turn to spill...or should we go with wifey over here? I bet she's got lots to hide...I can feel it. It's your choice, Dean."
Dean looked at me, I silently pleaded with him.
"Me first, I guess."
She shrugged and walked away from me.
"Okay. Dean, I'm curious. How do you really feel about your brother?"
She asked cockily moving to Dean's side.
"Better now. As of yesterday, I wanted to kill him in his sleep. I thought he was a monster. But now I think...He's just acting like me."
She smiled cruelly.
Knowing that this must hurt, but Sam was really just unfazed.
"What do you mean?"
She asked, with a wicked look in her eye.
"It's the gig. You're covered in blood until your covered in you're own blood. Half the time, you're about to die. Like right now...I told myself I wanted out...That I wanted a family. But what I'm good at is slicing throats. I ain't a father. I'm a killer. There's no changing that. I know that now."
A tear slid down Dean's face as he spoke.
I closed my eyes as I felt his heart breaking.
Someone lifted my face up forcing me to look at them.
"Now you...Ava, right? Family friend. I see the way you look at him. But who can be sure, right? Tell me, how do you really feel about Dean Winchester?"
She let go of my chin and I knew that there was no way to hold it back now.
"He's the most merciless, cruel person that I have ever met. But, that's only when he's hunting. I'm lucky to know the real him and Sam...Lately though, it's been hard to be with either of them. Dean is always moping, or angry, or both. It's rather dramatic. Sam acts like Sam. Except he doesn't. He acts like...like he's dead. I don't think that he is, but something is wrong with him. He's a freak. Personally though...I prefer it. He's a better hunter than he's ever been, and it can be so exciting. I've really never seen him shed so much blood, so quickly. He's a ruthless killer. Soulless. Makes me tingle sometimes."
Suddenly I got really embarrassed.
I looked over at Dean who looked like he was in pain as he watched me have to say things that I would never say...ever.
"Interesting. But, I asked you about Dean. How do you feel about him?"
I looked back at her.
"I-I... I've been in love with Dean since before I can remember. But, I know my place in his heart."
My eyes began to sting.
She raised an eyebrow.
"And where is that?"
I looked at Dean with tears in my eyes.
"Not besides him, that's for sure. I'm the little sister that he doesn't even want. Sometimes if I think about it too much, I want to kill myself. I've tried to kill myself. I pussied out though. Why kill yourself when I could get killed any other day? That's just how this life is, and I hate it. I hate hunting. My family forced me to do it when I was a baby, and now if I want to be apart of his life...I do it now too."
Tears were streaming down his face, and down mine.
"I want to leave this life so badly. I want to run and never turn around, but I can't. Every single time I leave I always come back, because I just can't be without him... I need to be with him in anyway that I can. I don't even care if is just as a friend."
She stuck out her bottom lip in false pity.
"I bet that breaks your heart, doesn't it? Knowing that he'll never love you?"
I look back at her.
"It does...but I don't care. I love him too much to let him go and that's always been my problem. Sam's told me that. He's right. Dean loves Lisa and Ben. He wants a family, and he doesn't want it with me. So, kill me, I'm dead inside anyways."
She pursed her lips and shrugged.
"Okay."
She picked up a knife and stabbed me right in that gut.
I didn't make a sound as the blade sliced through my skin hitting the wall behind me.
"AVA!"
Dean's screams echoed through my head.
I turned to look at him and I smiled.
I gave him a wink and snapped my wrists right out of the ropes and took my knife diving it into her chest.
She fell to the ground, dead.
My entire body was slightly numb except for the sharp pain in my stomach.
Dean scrambled over to me as Sam just stood watching from afar.
He held me in his arms as blood filled my mouth.
"Hey c'mon, Aves. You're gonna be alright. We just gotta to patch you up, that's all."
I smiled at him again.
I took my hand and placed it on his cheek.
"You know now. No more secrets."
I mumbled through the blood gathering in my throat.
"Ava, please."
Dean said as he tried to lift me up but I groaned in pain.
"There's no use, Dean. I'm dead...You listen to me, Winchester. You take care of yourself...and don't you dare come looking for me."
I said spitting out blood.
"Why do you always have to do this? Why do you always sacrifice yourself?"
I smiled weakly.
"It's my job. I save my family."
My eyes began to droop.
"Aves? AVA?! I can't do this without you."
He yelled, shaking me.
I reopened my eyes a bit.
Doing my best to last as long as I could.
"You don't have a choice. I love you, Dean. Save our little brother, okay?"
I whispered as the light began to slip away from me.
"NO, AVA! AVA, PLEASE!"
I closed my eyes with tears filling them, a small smile on my face.
I saved the man that I love.
I saved my brother.
I finally saved myself.
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