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MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!
Light a candle, don't say a prayer for me/Feel alone cause i’m gone
I’m sitting in first period– Algebra. (That’s) when I get the news. Junkie face down in an alleyway. I’ll never see her again. How could you do this to us?
She leaves and leaves. Time and time again. She then wants to come back. But this time there is no seat at the table. For we've all bandaged our hearts, Preemptively prepared for the bleeding. We gave all the time we had. And she took it. Took it and sold it for a cheap blow.
I'm sitting at home. Wondering about all my greatest fears when you tell me again. That fated phone call of the cops, to my uncle, To my grandparents, to my mom, who tells me. She's gone. (Again.) I've had to prepare for it a hundred times, Re-rehearsing my eulogy lines. I don't want her to die. But I know it's coming. The day you'll drop like a fly. And I don't want to be there when you make yourself die.
You've died a thousand deaths. All in my head I'm imagining the worst and sometimes I can't sleep at night. I toss and turn in my sweat stained bed. I don't want to wake up to the news that someone I love is gone. (It's twisted and impersonal- And it all feels wrong) I'm sitting in a pew. I've never liked church. But I'm praying for you. Just. Don't. Die. Please come back home. Don't spend the numbered days away from us. You don't deserve to die alone.
(Okay so, this is all fucked up. And I think I'm almost angry. Like I love her, and I don't wanna judge her, but this just feels like the end, and I'm not ready to lose someone else again. I just wanna see my cousin again. She doesn't deserve this shit. Nobody does. I'm just scared, and I don't know what to do. Maybe I'll start praying again.)
Start of Chapter seven, “Sins of the flesh”
Link to Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1298315374-sins-of-the-flesh-chapter-7-cherry-pie
Link to Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38974686/chapters/110146278
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Dean stood at the top of the church on October 26th, 2008, getting prepared for the day’s sermon as usual; he had been on edge for days, trying everything in his might not to call Castiel to make sure that he was okay.
Castiel was an angel, after all; a tricking, pie-stealing, trust-breaking, barbarous hedge-born joitheaded liar of an angel, that is, and Dean was sure he would be just fine without him or Sam nearby to help him. Flipping through his bible to some of the tabs he had out in his bible to be able to find what he wanted to say, Dean heard the front door of the church push open.
Listening closely, the eldest Winchester quickly realized that it was just his brother who had decided to show up a tad early for the sermon. Dean listened as his brother’s footsteps came closer and closer to him, stopping right beside him just as he found the page in his bible that he was searching for.
“What’s up, Sammy?” The priest asked, tilting his head slightly in his brother’s direction. “Cas asked if he could come to see your sermon, since he’s, uh, picking up his books later on,” Sam informed him, though it seemed by Sam’s hesitant that he already knew what the answer to that question was going to be.
“Tell Mr.Novak that there are other churches across town that he may enjoy more,” Dean hummed with a sarcastic smile, still feeling rather upset by the whole ordeal. “Dean, you can’t keep running from-” “Castiel can fuck off, okay, Sam?” Dean snapped, frowning as he pretended to flip pages in his bible again. “Now if you would excuse me, I have things to do, Sammy,”
Dean felt a little bad as Sam sighed and turned away, disappointment radiating over him as he dragged his feet and retreated back to the house. The man could hear the back door slam as he turned another page of his bible, and he tried to remind himself that Sammy was upset with him too and needed a way to express that without too many repercussions. Despite the guilt hanging over him, Dean quickly got the rest of his planning done and stood beside the door to begin greeting guests as they flooded in.
Most were old voices, people who has helped raise Dean and Sam and aid their father in learning how to raise two children on his own, people who had brought the young boys meals when they realized their father left them home alone, just in case they hadn’t eaten in a few days.
Despite this, there were one or two new voices who dropped by to check things out, one has just moved to the area and the other just trying to figure out their religion or what they did and did not believe in. In both cases, Dean welcomed them with open arms and greeted the rest of the usuals before making his way back up to the front to begin the sermon...
Night before christmas - twisted tale
Twas the night before christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were ripping and tied to a chair, Sat poor St. Nicholas, who had abbandoned his cheer.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds; While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her 'kerchief and pa in his cap, had just settled down for a long winter's nap.
But out in the sitting room was the eldest son, despaired, he stood before St. Nick with a long, cold stare.
"You have made up a holiday and stolen into my home" "And now you must face the wrath of Steve, Bobby and I, Gerome" With that out sprang two other young people Glaring at St.Nicholas with looks that spelled "evil"
"You dress up in red and bring toys for children" "Yet we know not who you are, or where you have been." "So there shall be no milk and cookies tonight for you, villain." And thus St.Nick regretted his decission; of breaking into this house on the night before Christmas.
HAPPY CHRISTMAS
Oh what is this? Another post? So soon? This feels so weird but i mean i had to post something for christmas.
Also got a new phone, the one of the draw, is my christmas gift so it felt right to put it.
Now that i think about it the draw it is not very christmasthy but here we dont really celebrate that much, we kinda just eat and wear new clothes, sometimes we get gifts, just sometimes.
Now that i think about it, im kinda dressed like Evan Afton AKA the crying child. Huh weird.
I like how one of your tags is don’t die lmfao 😭😭
I won’t die probably but like merry early Christmas cause you won’t see me till after Christmas
Yo yo this is Avi, I changed my user AGAIN
You can also call me Kiou now or stick to Avi!
I got new tags; based on your lol, you like??
#{🗺}Archive , #{☕️}Mutuals , #{❓}Anon #{📢}Announcement , {👾}Spam , #{🌂}Inbox
This is all I have so far, also you won’t hear from me for a while am very sick
AVI IS 4EVER😜⁉️ omg I’m such an icon and social influencer !!! USUALLY ID MAKE MY TAGS AESTHETIC LIKE
“ 🛩. PENIS”
BUT THEY NEVER SAVE FOR AUTO CAPS ITD ALWAYS LOWERCASE 🤬‼️‼️
