What I've done and what I might do
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"It's not what I've done Dean,"
I stuttered, tears rolling down my cheeks, knees rocking beneath me.
"It's what I might do. Or what I could do."
My knees cave in agony. This was more than I could handle. I could feel the power tickling my skin, sending chills through my core. Sending me in a feverish dream, radiating a heated glow from my skin.
Dean cautiously approaches my shaking, limp body, arms out. Carefully, he takes my limp body off of the floor, into his arms and carries me out of the auditorium.
ATTENTION: THIS IS A SUPERNATURAL FANFIC. I'M TRYING TO GET BACK INTO THE SWING OF THINGS AFTER MY OLD ACCOUNT GOT DELETED. THE STORY MAY BE LIKE WALKING ON GLASS AND ANY REFERENCES TO ACUTAL PEOPLE ARE NOT INTENTIONAL. THANK YOU AND ENJOY!! ☺👍
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