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.

I won't.