Episode: Season 3 - Fresh Blood Pt. 2
As I stumbled back to the bedroom where Dean and Sam were sleeping, I let out a choked sob. Tears brimmed in my dark brown eyes but I knew in my heart, I couldn't stay with them. They'd have no choice but to put me down. And I knew that it would break them. Break them to know that their best friend was a vampire. I bit my lip to keep from crying out and quietly, pulled my suitcase out from underneath my twin bed between the brothers'.
I hadn't even unpacked - rule of hunting, I guess. So I just grabbed a piece of hotel paper and a pen from the desk and began writing a note. My heart broke into pieces with every word I wrote down, memories coming back to me in flashes - growing up together, the arguing, the joking, the laughing. All of that fading away, never to be mine again. A song from next door drifted into our room and I looked up, listening.
"I am wasted, losing time,"
Quickly, I wrote down the rest of the note, feeling time running out as the fangs in my mouth began to grow at a rapid rate.
"I'm a foolish, fragile spine,"
Leaving the note on the desk, I picked up my suitcase and made my way to the door. I stopped suddenly, turning around to glance back at the brothers one last time. My eyes landed on Sam and I smiled. My best friend - the one that had always been there for me ever since I was a kid. One who'd always seen the good in me even when I could not.
"I want all that is not mine,"
My eyes flicked to Dean then, his sleeping form making my heart melt. In that moment, I couldn't even bring myself to know why I'd ever hated him.
"I want him but we're not right,"
He could be arrogant and cocky at times but I did want him. I didn't know why but I did. But we werent' right, we never fit. And I'd always known that, deep down. I bit my lip, my heart aching as I turned away and stepped out the door.
"In the darkness I will meet my creators and they will agree that I'm a suffocator,"
The darkness immediately enveloped me and I let out a shaky breath as I felt the fangs begin to protrude from my mouth. I ran a couple of paces away from the motel room before turning back to look one last time, the glint off the Impala catching my eye.
"I'm sorry if I smothered you."
Because I knew in my heart that that was the last time I'd see the Winchesters.
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FanfictionParker and Dean always hated each other. His smug arrogance and womanizing attitude irritated her relentlessly. But his brother, Sam, had been her best friend since childhood. When their dad disappears on a hunting trip, she decides to tag along for...
