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"ROMAN, WHAT THE F*** IS WRONG WITH YOU!" I scream.
"Did he kiss you?" Roman asked.
"Yeah......" I trailed off.
"Then he needed it!" Roman yelled.
"No he didn't!" I yelled back.
I'm not going to have an argument with you!"Roman stormed off.
"ROMAN!" I shouted.
He turned around.
"I like the kiss he gave me!" I shouted.
"You liked it, and I hurt him?" Roman asked.
"Yes, Roman, you did, now just go!" I cried.
Roman had a look of hurt in his eyes, but went on the porch.
Seth walked in into the room.
"WHAT THE H*** HAPPEN!" Seth yelled.
"I don't know when I walked in here Dean was out cold, and Roman looked rather anger."
"Oh then I know what happened, Roman did something." Seth said.
"I know that's why I screamed at him to leave and he is on the porch." I said still crying.
Dean's POV
I feel water......on my......arm?
"Come on Dean wake up, please!" Unknown voice.
That sounds like someone I know......Bertha? I start to move.
Bertha stopped crying, yes, I started to open my eyes.
"What happened?" I ask.
"That's what we want to know." Unknown voice.
"Is that.....Roman?" I ask.
"H*** no." Unknown voice laughed.
"Seth?" I ask again.
"Yeah." Seth said.
My memory stared to come back.
"Roman...." I said starting to get up.
"Roman what?" Bertha asked.
"I told him about you know.......the kiss." I said standing up.
"Then what?" Seth asked.
"He....he superman punched me."
"HE WHAT!" Seth and Bertha yelled.
"Then, I guess I blacked out." I said.
"Are you OK ?" Bertha asked.
"Yeah, Bertha were you crying?" I ask.
"Yeah......" Bertha said.

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