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Dean was in a alley, sitting down against the wall and passed out. There was a needle in his hand, and he wasn’t going to be waking up any time soon, by the look of it.
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Open RP
Dean was in a alley, sitting down against the wall and passed out. There was a needle in his hand, and he wasn’t going to be waking up any time soon, by the look of it.
Open RP
Dean was in a alley, sitting down against the wall and passed out. There was a needle in his hand, and he wasn’t going to be waking up any time soon, by the look of it.
Open RP
Dean was in a alley, sitting down against the wall and passed out. There was a needle in his hand, and he wasn't going to be waking up any time soon, by the look of it.
"So.. Come here often?"
(I'm trying to bring this blog back. I miss him.)
"So.. 'Ya miss me?"
"Son of a bitch.."
Old Faces || Closed
"Hey! Dad bought me that for my birthday!" His eyes lit up. "We used to try and get it to go down the stairs."
He smiled and looked down. “Yeah Bobby told me that you left it there at his house when I was born”
Dean smirked a little bit, ruffling his hair. "I left a few things there. Dad was in a hurry." he replied, chuckling a bit.
Old Faces || Closed
"Hey! Dad bought me that for my birthday!" His eyes lit up. "We used to try and get it to go down the stairs."
He smiled and looked down. “Yeah Bobby told me that you left it there at his house when I was born”
He nodded. "Yeah, me and dad were visiting him when mom went into labor.. We were in such a rush, I forgot to pick it back up."
He nodded. “I know.. That’s why I never actually did anything.. I knew neither of you would want me if I was a coward..”
John frowned deeply, “Thats not what I meant…”
"I know, but you still woudn’t want to see me.."
John sighs, “Of course we would.,. But killing yourself to see us… We wouldn’t want you doing that…”
"I wouldn't actually kill myself.. I'd just stop trying to live and hope someone else killed me.."
He nodded. “I know.. That’s why I never actually did anything.. I knew neither of you would want me if I was a coward..”
John frowned deeply, “Thats not what I meant…”
"I know, but you still woudn't want to see me.."
He smiled a bit. “Thanks dad..” He chewed on his lip. “one of the reasons I liked the drugs was because if I accidentally took too much, or if I passed out in an alley and someone decided they wanted something from me, I’d get to see you and mom again..”
John strokes Dean’s hair, leading him inside after locking up the drugs, “Im here now… And your mom wouldn’t want to see you that way…”
He nodded. "I know.. That's why I never actually did anything.. I knew neither of you would want me if I was a coward.."
"So.. 's Tuesday.. How 'bout that.."
he smiled a little bit. “Yeah, dad. You can have the pictures if you want too.. Ones the one you had of you and mom, ones of me and Sammy, and then that one of the three of us when you first took me shooting.” He looked down, chewing on his lip. “I.. I haven’t looked at them since Sam left..”
He nods a little, “You can keep the pictures… I only want my ring son…”
He smiled a bit. "Thanks dad.." He chewed on his lip. "one of the reasons I liked the drugs was because if I accidentally took too much, or if I passed out in an alley and someone decided they wanted something from me, I'd get to see you and mom again.."
He nodded, getting a little key out of the review mirror, holding it out to him. “This is the only key for the little lock box.. only thing I have in there is a few pictures and your ring.. Uh.. You might want that back..”
John nods, “thank you for keeping them safe son…”
he smiled a little bit. "Yeah, dad. You can have the pictures if you want too.. Ones the one you had of you and mom, ones of me and Sammy, and then that one of the three of us when you first took me shooting." He looked down, chewing on his lip. "I.. I haven't looked at them since Sam left.."