Final drabble of four
POV: Dean Winchester
So Dad clocked me a good one. So what? Not gonna cry about it.
Dad's in charge. Sammy can't see that. He doesn't remember Mom, or how good life was back then.
I saw Mom on the ceiling the night she died. I don't even think Dad knows I did. Never told him.
She looked so sad. She told me she was sorry.
Don't know why.
Deep down I know I'm a freak.
And everyone who ever loved me, leaves me.
We got to stay together. Sometimes I think I'm fighting a losing battle, but I can't stop.