Chapter 2: Sometimes You've Got To Find Your Fairy-Godmother, Cinderella

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*Harlow’s POV*

(6 months later) 

I just got back from taking Ashley to the airport with my family and dear Lord, that woman, my mother, can make anyone become an alcoholic. The entire way to her house so I can get the truck, she was asking me to turn off the music and talk to her but what do I need to say, that I was tired of being her little play thing and that I was happy living with Sophie and Jamie and occasionally Sammy? I leave the car only to hear that I come back but in all honesty, I wanted to go home, to see Abby and hold Sammy a few hours before I go to work. As I get into the truck, Sophie calls and says that she left the house again and that Sam was waiting for me with his older brother, Dean. Whenever he comes, that means Sammy would be gone on a hunting trip and they needed me to look up lore for them in addition to Bobby Singer’s aid.

I call Sammy, knowing he will hear his ringtone I set up for him that makes him and I laugh. It’s Bombshell Blonde by Owl City, I found it and just thought it was cute. He picks up and just smiles thru the phone. “Hey baby. Are you on your way home from the crazy place?” He smiles as I hear Dean yell that I suck because I don’t have any pie in the house. “Yeah, just tired. I take it that you are about to go on another hunt. What is the monster this time?” I smile as I think about the previous hunt I helped with, it was a simple one yet they needed me to stay behind to figure out what kind of demon wanted guys only and duh…a succubus.

“Babe, please don’t be mad but I won’t be here when you get back. I kind of have to go on a hunt with Dean and won’t be back for a few days.” He rushed spoke that I almost wrecked Beau by missing a stop sign. “Wait, I don’t get to help with this case? What is it this time? A djinn, A demon or a what?!” I ask as I try to keep calm and I could hear him trying to keep from letting me blow up. “Harlow please try to calm down but it is not a normal hunt. Brandon Montgomery said he give us $10,000 and pardons on our crimes if we go retrieve some information for him on someone. It’s just…Well, you won’t like what it is about” Is all Sammy says before I hang up and decide to pull into the highway, heading the opposite direction of home and just driving, crying and hitting the stirring wheel.

In the 6 months that I had known him, he has only kept one secret from me, that was what he was getting me for dinner one night, and I figured it out rather quickly. I kept driving, needing to clear my head before I do anything rash and see that Sam has been trying to call me but I ignored it. I turned up “Bound To You” By Christina Aguilera and starting to scream the lyrics as I cried. Damn his brother and that Montgomery for taking him on the day I needed him most! All I wanted was a nice few hours with Sam before work. I texted my boss to tell her that I was not going to be at work and lied that I was not feeling well. I was not lying because not only did I lose my sister but also dammit, I will not have Sam there to calm me down. I finally sent all of his calls and text messages to voice mail as I kept screaming the lyrics until I pulled into an older looking diner. I pull in and try to clean myself up to show that I was not crying but that was harder than anyone can think.

Stepping out on to the gravel, I can feel the Texas heat on my skin as the sun starts to set into the west. I walk and greeted by a younger looking blonde girl whose name tag says she is “Kathy” and she shows me to a booth. “What can I get you ma’am? We have a special today of meatloaf and two sides for under $7.99 or would you like an appetizers to start out with?” She rambles on as I shake my head and look at the menu. “I just want an ice water please for now. I will order food in a bit.” I simply state and I must have scared her because she nods and leaves, not smiling at that point. I put my face in my hands as I shake my head, trying to keep from screaming or drawing attention to myself. She sets my water down and I try to keep breathing.

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