Can't hate you || e.d

Horny mess

Sun

When I came back home around 7pm I noticed that grandma was there. That made me really really happy. I've seen her less after dad got shot and I was really glad to see her.

"Granny!" I ran towards her and hugged her as tight as I could. "I've missed you so much!" I said and heard her chuckle. I already got so used to her that I got this warm feeling whenever I saw her.

"How are you?" I asked her when I let her go and she smiled at me. "I'm alright. How about you? I heard you have big plans." she said and I furrowed my eyebrows.. "I'm fine too. How do you know?" I asked and she looked at me with a sharp smirk and said "Grandma knows everything." I had to laugh. There was nothing I could do. I loved that woman.

Then she took a deep breath. "I also heard your parents have left. I came to just take a look at you and make sure you are fine!" she said and I nodded. "I'm glad about that." I said and I could see that there was something she wanted to tell me so I furrowed my eyebrows again and looked at her, questioning what it was.

"Dean is in the kitchen.. making dinner.. I think you should see him before you go upstairs and change.." she said with her eyebrows raised, pointing towards the kitchen with her head, giving me a sign which I couldn't understand yet.

I looked suspicious but entered the kitchen to see how Dean was cutting something with a knife like he was trying to stab and kill it. It seemed like he was so angry at that lettuce that he could throw it across the room as hard as he could.

I slowly walked towards him and gently wrapped my arms around his huge arms. "Babyy.. I'm back.." I said, looking up at him but I could feel that he was pissed so he didn't look at me on purpose.

He stopped cutting and tightly held the knife.. if it would've been a soft thing he would've squeezed the hell out of it. I could already see the veins on the back of his hand..

"Daddy, come on.." I whispered and kissed his arm. I liked the material that his shirt was made of.. it was so soft and perfect.. and I wanted him. "Oh, now I'm daddy again?" he asked with a raspy voice and I had to bite my lip. "Uh-huh."

He took a deep breath. "This is over." he said and my heart skipped a beat. I froze and looked at him totally shocked with a dropped jaw. "This mission is over." he said and I started breathing again, not realizing that I stopped. I almost lost it for a second.

"I don't fucking like that you have to seduce that asshole or anybody else to get some information to finish him." he said. His voice was deep. He was really mad. His jaw was clenched. I sighed.

"God, don't you trust me? You know exactly that I won't get too close to him and what are you talking about? I'm not a hooker!" I said letting his arm go and looking at him with furrowed eyebrows, hoping he would see how disappointed I was.

Suddenly he rammed the sharp knife right into the cutting board. I flinched and gasped. I looked at him eyes widened and he turned to me. He was breathing faster and approaching me.. I knew his blood was boiling and I could feel my heart beating a little faster than usually.

I stared at the knife which was stuck in the cutting board eyes widened and then I looked at him. He grabbed the knife again, pulling it out of the cutting board and grinding it on the edge of the counter like a serial killer..

With one hand he grabbed my neck and pushed me back, towards the kitchen counter until I leaned against it. He leaned his body against mine. He made sure I couldn't push him away..

"Of course you aren't a hooker. You are mine and that's all you'll ever be." he whispered into my ear with a raspy deep voice. He sounded angry.. I knew he was really mad. The way he was grabbing my throat almost left me breathless. I smirked.