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Dec. 4th, 2010 03:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bloodcursedseerI know I shouldn't really get my hopes up that everything will be fine... I mean Colt did rip into him pretty hard...
Fuck, I don't know what to do, I can tell he's Dad. I mean this time I can just tell, Idon can't lose him again. Dad was the one that could always pull me back if I did overdo it. And Hell it's no fair Colt gets Dean. We lost both of them, but he gets his buddy back? Why can't I have Dad?
I didn't have the heart to tell him that we thought he was dead. Both of them were. Bobby said that they had been killed, which is why Colt started hunting. I remember... God the day that I found out I was supposed to be on stage. I haven't danced since. And with my broken leg, I can forget about being in ballet again.
Wonder if dad ever felt this way about walking away from law school. Part of the curse we must bear right?
I know I'm bouncing all over the place with this. Trying to collect my thoughts without hitting Colt. Hell the bastard thinks it's foolish for me to actually decorate the flat. Just because it isn't how we grew up. He forgot Aunt Trin always had a tree up. And when we went to Bobby's he'd always let us put up a tree too. Even if it was just to humor me.
I'm allowed to cling to normal things right? Hell Grandma had a 'normal' life according to what Uncle dean used to tell us, and so did he before... I'll make this work, and make Colt see that Sam's really dad.
Fuck, I don't know what to do, I can tell he's Dad. I mean this time I can just tell, I
I didn't have the heart to tell him that we thought he was dead. Both of them were. Bobby said that they had been killed, which is why Colt started hunting. I remember... God the day that I found out I was supposed to be on stage. I haven't danced since. And with my broken leg, I can forget about being in ballet again.
Wonder if dad ever felt this way about walking away from law school. Part of the curse we must bear right?
I know I'm bouncing all over the place with this. Trying to collect my thoughts without hitting Colt. Hell the bastard thinks it's foolish for me to actually decorate the flat. Just because it isn't how we grew up. He forgot Aunt Trin always had a tree up. And when we went to Bobby's he'd always let us put up a tree too. Even if it was just to humor me.
I'm allowed to cling to normal things right? Hell Grandma had a 'normal' life according to what Uncle dean used to tell us, and so did he before... I'll make this work, and make Colt see that Sam's really dad.
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