Nov 19, 2018
The more he coughed, the more blood came out of his mouth. Jack stared at the pieces of tissue on his palm, full of crimson that left his body. He couldn’t remember when it started but he couldn’t let anyone in the bunker know about this. Especially not Sam, Dean or Castiel.
He immediately threw it in the trash bin beside his bed when someone knocked on his door. When he turned, he saw one of the people in the bunker. “What is it?” His heart started beating fast, hoping that the other didn’t see what has happened.