"What? No..No! This isnt about him! Im here for the knife. Give me the knife!"
Jess has a confused look on her face. She turns her head and whispers to me, "What knife? Do you know what he's talking about? Jay!"
I didnt respond. I knew. The Demon-Killing Knife. A demon i exorcized left it stabbed into the wall after trying to stab me with it. Jess doesn't know about it. I didn't want to tell her, i dont know why. Point is he's here for it. Now.
"No.." I finally say.
Dean immediately raised his hand towards us squeezing it in a fist. We both feel the excruciating pain of our insides being crushed. In his deep husky voice, he yells in anger, "Wheres the knife?! I know one of you have it.." His dark black eyes fade to his original green eyes. Then they slowly move across the room until the meet mine. My light brown eyes staring at his eyes, waiting for him to do something. He grins at me and says, " You have it..dont you? Oh, well, why doesnt you big sister know about it? Its just a little knife.."
Jess keeps her eyes on Dean. She thinks he's lying, so she tries not to fall for what she doesnt know is true.
