You get too close (Dean)

Chapter 17

A/N: Just in case this went over your head,It's October now. If you remember,In a previous chapter it's mentioned that Sadie's birthday is September 29th. So she's now 25. <3

So last chapter was just Sadie and Dean 'Bonding' and this chapter is a little glimpse into Dean's past.

// Dean //

"Mom!" I yell loudly.

"What?!" She yells back.

"I'm going out!"

"Where?" She asks,Walking into the living room with her hands on her hips. I roll my eyes as I finish putting on my shoe. "Out." I state simply,Standing up to my full height. I tower over her so she has to look up at me,But for a small woman she can sure scare the hell outta me.

"Dean-"

"Mom,Can you try not to smother me? Damn woman." I grumble. "I'm just hanging out with friends."

"What friends?" She asks. I sigh heavily before throwing my head back. "Stop with the attitude and answer the damn question."

"Max,Johnny-"

"No." She shakes her head.

"Mom why?" I whine.

"Those two and their little group of friends are all bad news and you know it. All they do is sell drugs, Buy hookers,And steal shit-Hey!" She slaps my cheek softly when I look away from her. "You are not going to hang around them. They're bad news."

"So are you." I smirk. "You're teaching me to be violent. All you do is yell at me and stomp around the house angrily-" "You know that's not true." She says,Shoving me lightly. "See! Abuse!" I laugh. "Please mommy?"

"That's not going to change my mind any." She shakes her head.

"Pwease." I bat my eye lashes. "We won't go too far away,We'll stay around the corner so if you wanna check up on us,You can. Please."

"No I-Go get the door." She huffs after hearing a knock. I roll my eyes before pushing her softly,But she falls on the couch as if I'd shoulder tackled her. I chuckle before swinging open the door,But my smile falls as I notice who's on the other side of it.

"Matthew." I roll my eyes. He pushes me aside before slamming the door closed behind him. "Shut up boy. Ain't you got friends to hang out with?" He asks. "Ain't you got another family to bug?" I spat.

"Maria?! Where you at woman?! Come put a muzzle on your son before I kill him." He grunts.

Mom comes running towards us and she sighs before standing next to me. "I gotta talk to you woman,And I don't need this bastard child in the way when I do." He growls.

"My mom's name is not woman,It's Maria and this bastard child is two seconds away from beating your old ass into the ground." I snap. Mom pushes against my chest as I try to get closer to her stupid boyfriend.

"Stop it you two." She says softly.

"No wonder you can't keep a man around. This piece of shit scares everyone away." He cackles. "Tell me boy. Where's yo daddy?" He asks teasingly.

"Matt-" Mom starts.

"Tell me old man,Where's your common sense. Don't you know it's dumb to talk shit about a man in his own home? You don't know where my guns and knives are." I smirk.

His cackling increases and he bends over slightly,Holding his stomach. "This boy you're raising is mouthy Maria,But I see he ain't got no fists! Then he calls himself a man?! Lord have mercy I ain't never been so tickled!" He says.

"Dean,Go on now. Go with your friends. I'll check on you in a while." Mom says,Pushing me towards the door. "What? You didn't want me to go a second ago! You're telling me to leave so you can be with this old,Greasy,Incompetent piece of shit?!" I yell.

"Sat words hm?" He continues to laugh loudly as mom tries to get me out the door.

"Dean,Please. We just need to talk. I love you okay. Now go." She mumbles.

I sigh before kissing her cheek and giving him the middle finger before walking out the door. I slam it closed behind me and run down the porch steps quickly. God I hate that man.

******

It had gotten late so I decided it was time to go back home. I opened the door and walked in,Noticing it was dead silent. "Mom?" I yell. No answer. "Mom!"

"You can stop calling her. She ain't gonna answer." Matt says,Walking out of her room. I raise my brow. "Is she sleeping or something?" I ask as nicely as possible. He chuckles.

"You could say that." He shrugs.

I sigh. "I don't have time for this man. Where's my mom?"

"Bedroom." He says. "I'm leaving now."

"Thank god." I grumble before walking towards her bedroom. I hear water running in her bathroom and furrow my brow. She got a shower earlier this morning.

I walk towards her bathroom and open the door. I peek my head in and gasp,Noticing she's face down in the tub. I quickly walk towards her and pull her out. My heart picks up as I notice she has bruises all over her face. Blood is flowing quickly out of her forehead and I don't see her chest rising and falling.

"M-Mom wake up! No. Wake up! Mom!" I yell.

******

"Dean?" I shake my head slightly and look towards Sadie. She looks worried,So I smile at her. "Yes?" I ask. "Are you okay? You were muttering to yourself..." She mumbles.

"Oh...Yeah I'm fine babe." I blush a little after the word 'Babe' slips out of my mouth.

She smiles. "Okay...Aymie wants to speak to you." I hadn't noticed she was on the phone until she said it. 'You don't have to if you don't want to' She mouths.

"Bitch I heard that." I can hear Aymie yell. I chuckle,Taking her phone and holding it up to my ear.

"Hey Aymie."

"Hello brother in law. Is Seth with y'all?" She asks.

"No." I say.

"Oh." She sighs. "You know,I'm in a relationship and I'm loyal as fuck so I'm not saying that you should tell Seth to call me. All I'm saying is,If you write down my number and accidentally drop it in his suitcase along with a phone full of my cutest selfies,I won't hate you."

"Aymie you know you're nineteen right?" I chuckle.

"Um okay and? Beyonce is 34 and Jay Z is in his forties. Plus,I could pass for twenty one."

"Yes. You could pass for twenty one. But guess what? You still aren't twenty one."

"Fine,Fine. But be decent for me and tell him that I'm a big fan and that maybe next time I come to tour with y'all I'd love to meet him." She says. "Yeah,Alright,I will." I say. "Now go do something productive."

"I will indeed watch spongebob. Bye!"

A/N: Honestly Aymie is just me. Sorry for all the updates but the ideas are just flowing.