The Return of the Golden Keepers

Part 27: Dean and Sarah

"Wow! What a rush!" I say as I open the door to the house.

"Your first day back and it's almost like you haven't missed a day." Dean says behind me.

We walk into the kitchen and something isn't setting well with me. I look around, making sure everything is still in its place. 

"Dean, do you see anything missing?" I ask as I continue to look through the house.

"No?" Dean responds.

"Well look around with me and let me know if anything looks.. different." I stammer.

I check the living room, it looks fine. The bathroom looks the same as well, aside from Dean's smelly clothes on the ground. 

"Hey Astra, you should come take a look at this." Dean yells from his bedroom.

I run into his room, my heart pounding in my chest. Dean is standing next to the bed, staring at the top of his night stand. I walk over to take a look. It's a framed photo of him and Sarah from a high school dance back on Saruta. I didn't even know they knew each other then. 

Dean pulls out the sheet of paper from under the frame.

Do you miss me as much as I miss you? 

We could have a night like this again. You never forget your first.

S

Your first? Dean and Sarah? I don't think this is so much a love letter but more of a letter to get under my skin. And she's right. Reading those words felt like a knife had peirced my heart. I look up and realize that Dean's been staring at me. I don't know how long, but I'm to scared to ask.

"Astra.. it's not what you..." 

"It's okay Dean. I don't think I really want to know the details right now." I interrupt. 

For the first time in what feels like a long time, I am at a loss for words. A year ago I had two guys who were fighting for my heart. Now it feels like Sarah has those exact same guys. Or at least has had the same guys. 

I walk into my room and grab my pajamas from the dresser. As I walk to the door I notice something in the corner of my eye. The picture of me and my parents. It's not on my bedstand. It's been moved. I walk to the framed photo that is now laying on my pillow case. Once I pick it up a small sheet of paper falls to the ground.

How's it feel to have everything taken away from you?

Not so perfect after all. 

And guess what. I'm still not done.

S

My body starts to shake in anger. How dare she. Without even thinking, my hand creates a flame, burning the paper to ashes. I drop the ashes into the trash can by my bedroom door and head to the bathroom.

...

The water is hot, hotter than usual. It helps me think and relax at the same time. I'm on to Sarah's game. She wants to see emotion in my face and she succeeded at getting it with both of my parents dying. I'm not letting her get to me over two guys. Is it really just about two guys though? 

I turn off the shower and wrap my body in a towl. I look around, realizing that I had left my pajamas on top of my bed. I open the door and peak out to see if Dean is anywhere. I don't see him. I quickly head out the door and run to my bedroom. All of a sudden I lose breath from the impact of running into Dean as he walks out of his bedroom door, knocking him to the ground. 

"Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry!" I say while trying to keep my towel wrapped around my body. 

Dean is still rubbing his head while he gets up from the ground.