I try to play it cool and respond to Dean saying, "I-I dont know what you're talking about. You got th-" He cuts me off,
"Oh sweetie," he says with a chuckle, "..its written all over your face. Just tell me where it is and I'll be out of your hair..."
I had it on me. I feel it strapped around my lower leg. The knife was obviously important and I wasnt about to hand it over to a demon. I already tried getting to his soft side by asking about his brother...i have no other choice but to bargain.
"A deal.." I blurt out.
"Excuse me?" he has a look on his face. He underestimates us.
Jess quickly turns to look at me, and i feel her glare burning into my skull. She's confused and angry. I look back at her feeling guilt and pain. Then i say again without looking at her,
" A deal. This knife is obviously important. Which means you have something important to do with it. And again...it IS a Demon-Killing knife. It wouldn't do you any good would it? Unless you're fighting against the demons...and we want in. So heres the deal..we hand you the knife and you let us in on your plan."
I hear Jess's tired, broken voice, "Jay....what are you doing.."
"I am not about to work with you chuckle heads." he says laughing.
"Well then good luck finding another knife!" I say with a grin.
Dean starts walking towards me. Jess's hand jerks forward a little trying to move but she cant. I look at his eyes..at his hair. I suddenly notice everything about him and i cant help but feel attracted to him...or his looks. I remind myself about the monster he is and thought just disappears. I cant feel this way about a demon..... A demon.
He stands in front of me and Jess and I are still pinned on the wall. Powerless. I look away from him and stare at the wall behind him and wait for something to happen. Then i feel him touch me. His hand is on my upper thigh and i feel it moving lower. I look down at him, the thought of the knife he's moving closer to slips my mind. I stare harder at him and i notice his tiny brown freckles...easy to miss. For a moment he's my main focus. The look on his face..is a smug look. Gorgeously evil. His eyes turn black and i snap back. He forcefully pulls the knife from the strap making a deep cut on my leg. It's throbbing and it stings, i cringe trying not to yell but the sound escapes my mouth. He takes few steps back. He rubs his finger on the sharp side of the knife, looking at the symbols engraved on it. "Alright." he says. Jess and I fall to the ground and feel immediate relief from the pain.
"I call the shots and you do what i say when i say it. Try anything and i kill you both."
Jess and I stare at him in anger.
"Fine." Jess says, suddenly on board.
"Well look at that, i made new friends!" Dean announces.
"No!" I snap at him, "No..we are not friends. Im not working with a monster for the fun of it. We have nothing in common and never will. So no..we aren't friends. Im not evil."
"Ouch, Jay...that was a little harsh." he says with a devious look on his face. His face gets serious, looks a little disappointed actually. He looks back up while putting the knife in his coat. "Sam.." He says with a low voice. "His name is Sam."
Jess and I look at each other, we turn back to him but he's already gone.
"Sam......." I repeat softly.
