You Are A What

Chapter 15~ Sammy You A Hoe?

Chapter 15

Arianna's POV

    I woke up feeling hot.  Not in a good figurative way, but like 'ugh heat fire ugh'. I opened my eyes. I am face to face with Sam. I almost yelp from surprise. Recalling the events of yesterday leave me even more hot, and red. Gosh dangit body stop it. I look back to Sam his eyes closed hair falling across his forehead in a cute manner. How did I ever get so lucky? I wonder how it went between Taylor and Dean. I lean up ever so slightly to see the digital clock. 9:30am. How many hours does that give me? Screw sleep. I slide out from under Sam's heavy arm fixing my clothes. I need to take a waz as Taylor calls it. I run softly as possible to the toilet. Instant relief, washing my hands I open the door. Sam had turned over one arm was hanging off the bed, and a leg was out from the cover. The only way I can describe it is adorable. I am tempted to take a picture of the cute scene. I ninja walk over to my phone that was charging. I unlock it getting the camera, I focus on the large baby laying in the bed. The only thing was when the picture was taken, my phone made a shuttering noise. You now that moment where everything is so silent even a simple drop of a paper clip can be heard. Yeah, he opens his eyes sitting straight up. I quickly turned around sending the pic to Taylor telling her to protect it with her life, then deleted it. "What was that?" I heard Sam say from behind me. "Oh just my phone. It makes odd noises." I said hoping he believed me. "Hm, I could have sworn it sounded like a camera." I felt his arms snake around my waist. His tall figure engulfing me. "You must have some brain damage from that punch Dean gave you." I said turning around. "That might be it." He said smiling. "So, when do we need to wake up Dean and Taylor?" I said knowing Taylor would be vicious. He gave me a thoughtful look, then shrugged. "About I make some coffee, then we can go wake them up." He suggested. Instead of responding I gave him a kiss on the lips. Not one a hungry like last night, but just a gentle soft one. "I take that as a yes." He was smiling. I just shook my head yes smiling back.

Dean's POV

    Knocks on the door alarm me from sleep. I have my gun ready, getting out of the bed I walk over to the door. Taylor is awake also. She oddly enough has a gun. Where the hell did she get a gun? Open the door I see Sam standing there. "Woah, dude don't shoot me." He said holding up his arms. I let out a sigh lowering my gun. "What?" I said wanting more sleep. "Can I come in?" He said with his eyebrows raised. I undo the chain letting him in. Taylor was stretching her gun laying on the bed. "Sassy man what reason could you have to be, so important to wake me from my slumber?" She said not sounding exactly happy. "We need to get out of here. Get breakfast on the way." Sam said sitting down. "Where's Ari?" I asked laying my gun down. "She is packing up our stuff." He said sitting down at the little table. "She is packing both of your stuff?" Taylor asked. "Uh, yeah-" He paused "um are together." He finished. Making Taylor smirk at me knowingly. Then she ran over to Sam giving he a hug. "OTP has became canon. I repeat OTP has became canon!"  Taylor said excitedly. "That's my boy." I said smiling. Then Taylor stopped jumping around to become really serious. "Sam, just to warn you. If you ever hurt Arianna. I will castrate you. Not to mention cut off all of your hair." She said with a sickeningly sweet smile. Sam got a disturbed and scared look on his face.  I heard the door open. "Taylor, do you really have to do this to every guy ever." Arianna said coming in the door. "I didn't do it to Adam and you seen what happen to that." Taylor replied going over to Ari, slinging her arm around her shoulders. "So, when will you be ready to leave out?" I said looking at Taylor, breaking the awkward silence. "Eh, twenty-five minutes give or take a few." She said stroking an imaginary beard. 


Taylor's POV

    I grab the duffle bag that was laying in the floor, going to bathroom. Got to wash the face and stuff. After washing off my face I look in the mirror. Not much has changed since I left home. Well, to extreme extents. I do now have a bruise on my neck, or jaw. Whatever you call that sort of inbetween space. You get picking up what I am laying down right? Yeah, being the person I am I poke it. For no reason. "Yep, definitely a bruise." I grumbled. Pulling off my clothes, I get out some fresh ones. The all black outfit making me feel like a ninja. I brush my hair like I was going to war with some pirates. Gosh dangit, hair cooperate. I finally manage a side braid. My bangs being  what they are flow in the wind. "Success!" I say fist pumping. Hm, to wear makeup, or not to wear makeup? Mascara. That was all I put on. I ain't got no time to put on all that other jazz. I open the door doing karate moves like a 'pro'.  I heard a snort. I look over to see Dean semi folding his clothes. I walk over grabbing the shirt out of his hands, folding it neatly. I look in the bag all the clothes are thrown in every other which way. "What are you doing?" He said crossing his arms across his chest. "I am actually folding clothes the right way." I said with a smile. He just watched me as I took out the rest of his clothing, folding it. "So, why are you like a master at folding clothes?" Dean asked going to the small table sitting. Sam and Ari had left to go have coffee and 'talk'. I don't buy it. They are probably squishing their faces together. "I had to do laundry alot at my house." I said remembering how many baskets of clothing I packed up and down the stairs. He just hummed in response. A nice silence settled between us. Thoughts being what they are, invaded it. What happened last night? We are not a thing like Ari and sass are we? It was just one kiss that ended up in failure, not just like making 67% on a test. More like making a 20% that is with the hilariously easy bonus question. Yep, crash and burn. "Dean?" I said sitting on the bed one of my legs tucked under me. "What?" He said looking away from the random piece of wall he was staring at. "What do I mean to you?" I said hoping he would take me seriously. "Uh, what do you mean to me?" He said seeming shocked. "Yeah, what am I to you? I know what kind of relationships you have. Wham bam thank you mam, I know this. I am just wondering.  Where do I stand? I am not the kind of girl to beat around the bush. So, tell me straight." I said knowing it was probably the worst decision ever. "Taylor. You are funny, sarcastic, and on the occasion nice, but I don't do relationships." Dean said making me have one of the those moments where you are sort of disappointed, but oddly relieved. "Thank goodness. I am not about that cuddling shat, and stuff." I said giving him a crooked smile. "You are not hurt?" He said giving me a look. "I am perfectly fine Dean Winchester. You have a habit of worrying about me, might wanna get that checked out. People might start to think you actually do care." I said winking going to the door making a weird sign with my hand that probably means death and Satan. 
    
    Before Taylor left she didn't hear him, but Dean said to himself "I do care. I care too d*m much." His head in his hand words muffled, and desperate


Sam's POV

    Arianna and I were laying on the bed together her head on my chest, our hands intertwined. "Do you think something happened between Taylor and Dean?" She asked raising her head propping it on her hand. "Maybe. You should just ask Taylor I sure she wouldn't mind."  Taylor seemed like she told Aria, everything. A knock alarmed us. "You do have clothes on right?" It was Taylor. "Yes, we never took them off." Aria said getting up going to the door opening it. "Oh jeez, I didn't interrupt some like X-rated stuff, right?" She said having a disgusted look on her face. "No." I said looking a Aria, who had a blush on her cheeks. "Oh, great now I feel like a third wheel." She said  looking down about to walk out the door. "You are not a third wheel." Aria said grabbing her wrist attempting to pull her into the room. Taylor barely budged from her spot. "Sorry Sass, but bros before hoes!" She then grabbed Aria going outside slamming the door.  I got up going to door opening it. "I am not a hoe!" I yelled out of the door. A old woman, just so happened to be coming out of a room about four rooms down. She look at me through her glasses, giving me the stink eye. "People need to learn to keep their, hired 'help' on a leash." Then proceeded down the walkway to the bottom. "Sammy, I didn't know you were a hoe." Dean said leaning on the door next to me. "Haha, very funny Dean." I said sarcastically. 






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