Erin was standing in the bathroom. Apparently she had some clothes of her here, for when she came sleeping over. Her so-called parents were downstairs. Marge was baking a cake to celebrate Erin’s return and Cliff had gone out to clear his mind.
Erin, however, had no intentions on staying. That’s why she’d sent Evan away, so she’d have less eyes lurking at her.
She turned the douche on and took her clothes off. Then she stepped into the douche and the hot water poured over her naked skin. She turned around, her back towards the curtains.
The curtains were shoved aside and Erin felt an ice cold hand on her shoulder. Someone forced her to turn around, causing her to stand face to face with the man she’d killed.
“You” her voice cracked.
“You killed me” Cas zei hurt. “Why? Don’t u love me anymore?” he asked.
Erin tried to verplaats past him, but Cas grabbed her shoulders and forced her against the wall. “You killed me” he repeated angry. He finger slid over her cheek towards her heart. “You took a mes and stabbed me. Right here”
Erin felt a sharp pain in her chest and as she looked down she saw blood underneath Cas’ hand. “Murderer” he whispered before he vanished.
Erin sank down on the bottom of the shower, covering her eyes and sobbing.
“What are u crying for?” an unfamiliar, female voice snapped. “You’re not the one having dozens of needles stuck in her body”
Erin didn’t dare look up and Heather walked towards her. She grabbed her wrists. “Look at me” she hissed. “Look at what you’ve done!”
Erin reluctantly lifted her head and screamed in terror at the sight she was forced to see.
On the washing tafel, tabel the brunette woman was sitting, with an amused smile on her face.
Erin, however, had no intentions on staying. That’s why she’d sent Evan away, so she’d have less eyes lurking at her.
She turned the douche on and took her clothes off. Then she stepped into the douche and the hot water poured over her naked skin. She turned around, her back towards the curtains.
The curtains were shoved aside and Erin felt an ice cold hand on her shoulder. Someone forced her to turn around, causing her to stand face to face with the man she’d killed.
“You” her voice cracked.
“You killed me” Cas zei hurt. “Why? Don’t u love me anymore?” he asked.
Erin tried to verplaats past him, but Cas grabbed her shoulders and forced her against the wall. “You killed me” he repeated angry. He finger slid over her cheek towards her heart. “You took a mes and stabbed me. Right here”
Erin felt a sharp pain in her chest and as she looked down she saw blood underneath Cas’ hand. “Murderer” he whispered before he vanished.
Erin sank down on the bottom of the shower, covering her eyes and sobbing.
“What are u crying for?” an unfamiliar, female voice snapped. “You’re not the one having dozens of needles stuck in her body”
Erin didn’t dare look up and Heather walked towards her. She grabbed her wrists. “Look at me” she hissed. “Look at what you’ve done!”
Erin reluctantly lifted her head and screamed in terror at the sight she was forced to see.
On the washing tafel, tabel the brunette woman was sitting, with an amused smile on her face.
Since there was no way any of them was going to get any sleep, they packed their bags and loaded the Impala. Dean placed himself behind the wheel, Sam sat volgende to him and Meg on the backseat.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. u didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. u didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.