Family Doesn't End in Blood, But it Doesn't Start There Either

Attacked

I stayed quiet the whole ride but I was just in shock. They understood and didn't force me to talk. I went to my hotel room and set my stuff down. Jared knocked on my door a while later.

"What's up?" I asked. They said we weren't shooting until the next day.

"Just wanted to make sure you're doing ok and to tell you something." I let him in.

"I'm doing ok. What do you want to tell me?"

"We kinda rigged part of that competition. We didn't rig you getting hurt or how many items you got but once we heard you yell at us, we decided we wanted to see if you'd apologize. We had all seen how you treated people and I got to know you pretty well, and we were all really hoping you'd win because we wanted someone who wasn't a crazy fan and who we'd actually enjoy spending time with. Once you apologized to Misha and we heard what you did for that other girl, we talked about it and determined we wanted it to be you. I had wanted you to win since we talked a couple days into you getting there. Other people did about as much in terms of character as you, but Jensen, Misha, and I all had such a great time getting to know you and we had a connection with you that we didn't with the others."

"So you praise me for character, but you rig the competition? How does that make sense?" I questioned.

"It's not exactly rigging, but we used our discretion as those in charge." He explained. I just sat there sadly. "Are you mad?"

"Not mad, but upset. I didn't deserve this."

"I get it. We thought you did." I nodded. "We're heading to dinner in about 20 minutes. You want to join us?"

"I didn't bring enough money because I didn't know I'd win." I explained. "So I'll pass."

"I'm buying. Don't worry."

"Then sure. Come get me when we're leaving." He nodded and left. I just laid there and relaxed in bed. Suddenly, a notification came up on my phone. Someone found my phone number from the competition and it was now in a group text that was sending me messages in rapid succession.

You don't deserve to win
Everyone hates you now
I have the most items. I deserve to win
If you go on the show, you will regret it
They made it all up so you'd quit being a baby
Look who's Jared's new little crybaby
I wonder where she is
I bet she's crying to her mommy
I found her address. Once she's done filming with the guys, we can go bother her there.
I bet she just wants to use this to get to Jared
I bet Jared wants her too
I bet she's doing this to take advantage of them
I bet she's gonna steal Jared from Gen

I threw my phone down in my purse and tried to stop my tears. Jared came back a while later and I left for dinner with them. I didn't eat a lot but didn't show how upset I was. My phone was on silent but I glanced at my phone during dinner and saw about 30 texts. We drove back to my hotel and Jared spoke up in the car.

"So, did you enjoy dinner?"

"Yeah. You guys are fun." I replied half-heartedly.

"What's wrong?" He asked. I shook my head. "What is it?"

"I'll tell you when we get back to my hotel. You need to see something." I told him.

"Ok. Anything I can do to help right now?"

"No." I replied. He let it be. He walked me to my room. He sat on the couch in the room. "Jared, I've been getting texts and things that are quite possibly death threats about you guys picking me."

"What? These are supernatural fans. I thought they were better than this."

"I don't think it's all people from the competition. Some texts are, but I think some are other people they gave my number to."

"Still. This is not ok. How long have you been getting texts?"

"Since about 20 minutes before dinner."

"Can I see them?" He asked. I was cautious. I didn't want him to think what they were saying was true.

"I guess. I just hope you don't take things the wrong way." He scrolled through them all and had such a pained look on his face.

"What did you think I would take the wrong way?"

"That they said I wanted to try to get you and that I'm doing this to take advantage of you and pretty much everything they said about you. You're married, Jared. I don't want you that way at all to begin with. I'm a Sam girl, I will admit, but I wasn't implying anything about us. I hope it didn't seem like I was. You're an amazing person and I love hanging out and talking with you, and I like being a friend, but everything they said is a lie." I ranted out.

"I know exactly how you feel about me. No worries. I can't believe they're going to stake out your house though. That takes it way too far. We need to talk to Jensen and Misha. We're going to publicly discuss this. This is so not right."

"Can we get my number changed first? After you release that, they're never gonna stop." He nodded.

"The phone store won't open until the morning. We're at least going to talk to them about it tonight and we won't say anything publicly until after you change your number."

"Thanks." We went to Jensen and Misha who were hanging out in Jared's apartment not too far from my hotel waiting for him to get back.