Pure Blood

Chapter 2 - Silent Goodbye

Chapter 2

Silent Goodbye

We drove mostly in silence, Dean was still disappointed in me about my drunken behaviour last night and I was far too stubborn to admit defeat and apologise to him after he'd all but ruined the fun night I'd had before returning home the first time. Dean was however still unaware of my little trip to Robbie's and I hoped it would stay that way.

I tried to refrain from being bitter that the memories of my last ever night in Crewe would be tarnished by his lecture. So as I stared out of the window pretending to be enthralled in watching the trees pass by us I was really reliving every drunken moment from last night in my mind.

Strolling through the rain arms draped around each other's shoulders under our cardigans that were our make shift umbrellas, the disbelieving looks this earned us. Declaring how we L.U.V-ed each other, all but singing "Madame" as we bowed stupidly holding the doors open for random strangers, pulling silly little pouts for numerous drunken photographs.

It had been a very silly night, but I had loved it and was extremely sad that I would never see those girlfriends again. There was so much that I would miss about that town, so many people I hated to leave behind. I hadn't even gotten to tell them a proper goodbye, to tell them I was leaving, to give them an explanation why. They wouldn't even know I'd left yet and that was utterly depressing.

Feeling oddly detached and close to tears I let my thick spider length lashes fall against my cheeks and let sleep overcome me. I don't know how long I slept for, I kept slipping in and out of consciousness the nearer we became to my new school, our new home. When I did finally wake it was due to Dean's murderous singing of the Bon Jovi song Dead or Alive.

"I've seen a million faces an I'm rockin' on, I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride." he sang enthusiastically a grin playing on this lips as his eyes took in my grimacing expression. I rolled my eyes dramatically but couldn't resist smiling back at him. I couldn't stay mad when his singing was so tragic.

"We ok?" he asked with a goofy grin forcing me to nod ruefully. Truth was I really hated being mad at Dean. Despite his overpowering fatherly nature we did have fun together and I was glad I did have him to look after me and keep me on the straight and narrow, even though it was terribly annoying.

He was my big brother and I loved him. It just sucked that he took being my only parental figure to extremes 99% of the time. Yet having to be the responsible one all the time must really suck for him, especially since he had only been a child himself when he took guardianship of me all those years ago.

We spent the majority of the rest of drive singing along stupidly to songs that came on the radio, Dean using his fingers to drum along to the beat on the stirring wheel. Time passed much quicker this way. Darkness gradually came bringing with it another wave of tiredness and a thirst that made my jaw ache.

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