What is it about me that makes me so easy to ignore?
This user can’t get someone off their mind
I’m a shattered window held together by staples.
You don't know me.
fairlyspnfanfic
The Secrets We Keep - Part One
A/N: This one just sort of came about tonight so I’m making it up as I go as opposed to my usual outline methods.
Summary: You met the Winchester’s a little less than a year ago when they came to town for a case. You’d had one or two moments of, shall we say, closeness with the youngest Winchester, and more than your fair share of arguments, too. But this time may just be different.
Part One
“Are you out of your fucking mind?” Her expression of disgust and disbelief stared wildly at me. Eyes wide and her mouth just slightly agape.
“No,” my voice remained confident and unfazed. “I’m not. But you are if you think I’m going to leave you here. You need to go.”
“Go? This is my home!” the woman was shouting at me.
“Yes, it is. Your home. The home that you invited me to and begged me to save you from.” I attempted and failed to keep my volume in check, but all I wanted to do was shake the stubborn and ignorant woman in front of me until she understood the danger she was in.
I took a deep breath and steadied myself, pressing my right hand to my forehead and squeezing the bridge of my nose gently. “Look,” I began, my voice more even keeled and calm. “I can help you. But I need you to leave. Get your family and go out. Just for the night. I know what I’m doing but I can’t do it with you here. It’s too dangerous.”
Her blank stare was all that answered me. “Listen Karly, you called me for a reason, yeah?” She nodded her head. “Trust me,” I said, enunciating the words. My hands were pressed together as if joined in prayer and I bent my arms to point my fingertips at her. Her rapid blinking told me the words weren’t getting through to her. “Great, come on.” I grabbed her arm and began walking her down the sidewalk.