Alice

Not Long

"How long are you staying with us?"

"Not long." I sigh.

"Why not?" Dean demand, narrowing his eyes at me.

"When we were younger you said we didn't have to do this. You were right."

His fingers wrap around my wrist. "I also said we could be together."

"Where's Sammy?" I ask, looking away from him.

His body tenses. Slowly he releases his grip on my wrist. "Sam left."

My heartbeat quickens at his words. "What do you mean he left?"

"He got accepted to Stanford." His voice cracks slightly.

I reach my hand out to intertwine our fingers, but he swiftly pulls hand away. He runs his fingers through his hair, tugging at it slightly.

He hesitates a moment before he continues to speak. "You can't leave me too."

My breath catches in my throat, as he wraps his arms around my waist.

"Please stay."

"I'm not going anywhere."