Chapter 2

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"Hi"

"Whats your name, sunshine?"

"How many times did you use that line today?"

"Only a couple" he said smirkingly

As I got up and walked away, I felt a strong grip on my wrist.

"I was joking!" He said, laughing

"Now tell me, or I won't stop asking you." He winked after that.

"I'm Natalie"

He let go of my wrist, letting me sit down.

"Hi Natalie, do you come here often?"

"Actually yes, yes I do." I said a little rude and sassy

"Feisty, thats how I like them" he said laughingly

When he laughed, his smile was amazing. It felt like sunshine, it was so beautiful. He looked like he had been through a lot, like smiling through the pain.

His friend sat at the table waiting for him to come by him.

"Dean" he said with a solid tone

"Be there in a minute"

"Is that your friend" i asked realizing it was a stupid question

"No, thats my brother Sam"

"Oh nice. So..do you have a girlfriend?"

After I asked him that my heart was pounding with regret and stupidness. Why the hell would i ask him that. He probably thinks I'm weird.

"Oh, someone is interested. I mean how can you not be?" he said jokingly

"Can I buy you a drink?" He asked

"Sure"

"Two beers please" he told to bartender

He just ignored my question, either he isn't interested or has a girlfriend.

"So where are you from Dean?"

"Here, there, everywhere"

"Whats that suppose to mean"

"It means that I travel a lot sweetheart."

"Oh where do you work?"

"I'm a mechanic" he replied quick

"Oh i don't know many mechanic who travel a lot"

"Well---- Dean was interrupted when Sam came up to us

"Hey Dean, Bobby called, he wants us at his place now."

"Ok, go in the car I'll be there" Dean replied worryingly

As Sam left the bar I asked Dean

"Is everything ok?"

"Everything's fine"

"Well it was fun talking to you Natalie."

He slipped out 20 dollars from his pocket. He got up from his seat and started walking towards the door.

"Wait!" I said chasing after him to his car.

"What?"

"What do you mean what? Thats it? When will I see you again?"

"Never" he said rudely.

He got in the car and drove away.

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