The Angel {Spn Fanfic}

Chapter 5

"I just wonder. Do you get paid?" I asked the boys. They said no. They run credit card scams. For boys who barely finished high school they are very intelligent. Sam, went to Stanford. In order to which he tried to escape this life.

Growing up I wasn't the most liked. In fact I was the most in popular kid in school. I sat at lunch alone. Wishing I could be like those cool kids. Their lives were so much easier. They fit in, had money.

Had families.

After the news spread about my dad. How I watched him die. How I was there. People talked to me more. They felt bad. I didn't want any of their pity. But who was I to reject someone to talk too?

Exactly.

But back to my conversation with the boys. What I was getting myself into was bad. I should stay as far away from it as possible. But I didn't care. I needed to do this. This was something I needed. I wanted to help people. I needed too.

I just... Just do.