Melody Winchester the twin sister of Sam Winchester. The girl that knows how to fight, track, shoot and most importantly hunt. She's been hunting since she can remember. But don't let the smile and the eyes fool ya Melody will hurt you if you make t...
It's been 5 fucking years since I've seen my brothers. Just thinking about it makes me speed up even more in my Black 64 Impala. I put in one of my cassette tapes and roll down the window. Driving makes me calm, for some reason it always has.
I may be Sam's twin and Dean's little sister but I'm a mixture of both and it's scary. I'm a bookworm, I'm organized and I'm unpredictable. I pass through a small town and I slow down taking in the view of the town. I soon get a call from an unknown number. Me being me I answer it with a question.
"Can I help you?" I say in a sarcastic tone, but all I hear is someone breathing really loud. I started to get in a more serious tone and I ask again "Can I help you?" yet again no response. I hang up and continue driving through the town. Soon my favorite song comes on and I start to sing to it.
Jimmy's in the back with a pocket of high If you listen close You can hear him cry
Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Sing it Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Way down below, way down below
Judy's in the front seat picking up trash Living on the dole Gotta make that cash Won't be pretty Won't be sweet She's just sittin' here on her feet
Sing it Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Go Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Sing Oh, Lord, tell us so We belong way down below Oh, Lord, tell us so We belong way down below Way down below, way down below Way down below, way down below
I've had better days, man I've seen better days I've had better ways, man I know better ways
One, two, three and four The devil's knocking at your door Caught in the eye of a dead man's lie Start your life with your head held high Now you're on your knees With your head hung low Big man tells you where to go Tell 'em it's good Tell 'em okay Don't do a goddamn thing they say
Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Oh, Lord, tell us so We belong way down below Way down below, way down below Way down below, way down below
I've seen better ways, man I know better ways I've seen better days, man I've had better days
Gina's in the back with a pocket of high If you listen close You can hear the crying
Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Oh, Lord, tell us so We belong way down below Oh, Lord, heaven knows We belong way down below Oh, Lord, tell us so We belong way down below
Way down below, way down below (x2)
Soon the song ends and I get another phone call from that number. I move my hand to reach my phone but end up knocking it on the floor. "Son of a bitch!" I yell. I want to know who this fucker is but I just knocked my fucking phone off the seat. I try to reach it with my hand but still try to pay attention to the road. I finally reach my phone but as soon as I reach it, it completely shuts off and the next thing I know my car is flipped upside down.
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I hear someone scream but it starts to fade and my vision becomes blurry. Just like that everything's black.
