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Friends? Lifelong. (Jensen/ Dean AU) Part Eight

OMG A DOUBLE UPDATE?! You’re welcome!


Warning(s): Anxiety Attack, she gets jumped?, language, ANGST, and this is probably my best chapter yet… so that’s a warning. 

Part Eight

Thinking I was good at. Overthinking I was accelerated at. I stopped in the library and picked up a small shift then decided I needed to stop this. I paced outside the school gym unsure of how to talk to Brandon when he walked out. I looked up at the night sky and wrapped my arms around myself due to the night breeze. I felt someone grab my wrist and when I spun around a man had a gun pointed to my head and his other hand across my mouth as he pushed me up against the wall.

“If I hear a peep, I’ll shoot.” He said. I felt my breath hitch in my throat as he reached into my pocket.

“Hey! Get him!” I heard someone yell. The gun went off and my legs gave out as I slid down the brick wall. Someone tackled the man and someone else pulled me to their chest. I looked up to see Brandon wrapped his arms around me and one of the guys I saw at Buffalo Wild Wings had the man pinned to the ground the gun about three feet away. Brandon hit the crisis button on one of the bicycle racks and pulled me close again.

“Oh my god. Are you okay?” he asked. I nodded and wrapped my arms around his neck crying.

“Thank you. Thank you so much.” I cried.

“Of course!” he said rubbing my back.

“Wanna grab some food?” I asked still shaking from the shock.

“After the cops get here, sure.” He smiled.

“I’ll talk to the cops, you two go.” His friend said.

“Are you sure, man?” Brandon asked him.

“Yeah. Go.”

“Okay.” Brandon shrugged. I was too startled to even think about staying near that crazy son of a bitch. Brandon walked me to his car and opened the door for me.

“Where do you want to go?” he asked.

“What time is it?” I asked.

“Uh, a quarter past midnight. Shouldn’t you be in your dorm? Won’t your buddy come hunting you down?” he joked.

“I… I just kinda left.”

“Did something happen?” he asked.

“No. I just got frustrated. Karlie and I don’t really like each other.”

“I felt some tension.” He commented as he drove down the road.

“Yeah. Sorry, I just… I don’t know how I feel about you. I mean, you’re really nice. I just… I don’t know if I’m necessarily into you, yet.”

“That’s perfectly fine. We’ve known each other for only a few days. I don’t expect you to faint when I walk by.” He smirked.

“Okay.” I let out a shaky laugh as he pulled into the parking lot of a McDonald’s.

“This work for you?” he asked.

“Yeah.” I responded.

“Do you actually want food?”

“Yeah. Late night chicken nuggets are the best chicken nuggets.” I joked. He nodded and ordered us medium drinks and two ten piece meals. When he went to pay I reached my hand into my pocket, forgetting I was jumped earlier. I felt a shiver run across my body and Brandon put his arm around me as we waited for the food. I rested my head on his shoulder when I saw Dean walk in. He eyed me, then looked at Brandon. I jumped and Brandon looked over at Dean as well. Dean shook his head with a disgusted smirk across his face as he turned around and walked right back out. Not going anywhere near the counter.

“He looked pissed.” Brandon sighed removing his arm from around me.

“He’s just protective. I’ve been hurt a lot.” I responded.

“Wait until he hears about tonight. Surely the school paper will release something.”

I hit my face with my hand and let out a small groan as they called our number. Brandon grabbed our tray and handed it to me.

“I’ll get our drinks, what would you like?”

“Lemonade, please.” I said and walked to find us seats. I slid into a booth and tore into my food. Brandon joined me shortly after and I looked at my phone for the first time that night.

I frowned and slid my phone back in my pocket.

“Everything okay?” Brandon asked.

“Yeah.” I lied. He could tell I didn’t want to talk about it and he left it at that. We ate mainly in silence exchanging comments about the weather and a few people who walked in.

Brandon drove me back to the dorm and walked me inside. We got to my door and I hugged him.

“Thanks for my late night snack.” I said.

“No problem. Anything for a friend.” I smiled at that and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in and pressing my lips to his.

“Still see you tomorrow?” I asked and pulled away.

“Absolutely.” He smiled.

“Great.” I replied. He walked down the hall and I walked into the room to see Dean fast asleep in his own bed. I changed my clothes and looked in the mirror to see a bruise forming on the side of my head from where the gun was pressed against my head. I sighed and laid down in my bed. I tossed and turned but couldn’t fall asleep. I was thankful I didn’t have any classes the next day, but that only made it worse because I work a double shift. I stood up and walked over to Dean’s bed. He was facing the wall so I climbed up from the end of the bed and squeezed between him and the wall. He shifted and his eyes opened slowly.

“What’re you doing?” he grumbled still half asleep.

“I’m sorry.” I said wrapping my arm around him. He looked down at me and sighed.

“Why didn’t you tell me you wanted to go out with him?”

“I didn’t. It’s a long story but I promise I’ll explain it all to you tomorrow, okay?”

“Pinky promise?” he asked holding up his pinky. I smiled and locked pinkies with him.

“Absolutely.” I said and pressed a kiss to his nose. He smiled and pulled me close to him and kissed the top of my head.

I woke up with my heart racing. I paused and felt like I was freaking out. I took a deep breath but couldn’t seem to calm down. I reached out for whatever was in front of me and I felt Dean’s chest.

“Aly? Aly, what’s wrong?” he asked as I began breathing as if I had been running.

“I’m panicking.” I muttered.

“Shhh. Breathe.” He said and held me close to his chest. It took me about fifteen minutes to calm down and I felt sweat lightly covering my skin.

“That’s never happened before…” I said.

“Yeah, I know.” He said looking at me with concern plastered across his face. “What happened last night?” he asked. I took my time and told him everything. He frowned and then I mentioned Brandon.

“So he brought me home… and I kissed him… we’re going out tonight.” I said.


“Oh?” I asked watching as his head fell.

“You’re confusing me. You said you didn’t like him… but now you do? Because he just happened to be there when you got jumped? You don’t owe him a date because he saved you. Technically he didn’t, his friend did.”


“No. I’m serious. All he wants is to get in your pants!”

Originally posted by bringmesomepie56

“He hasn’t tried yet!” I argued back.

“Just wait! And when he does, don’t expect me to feel bad for you!” Dean spat.

“What is happening to us? We never argued like this!” I yelled and didn’t realize I was crying until a tear hit my hand that was flailing all over.

“Maybe if you weren’t being such a sl-,” Dean stopped himself, but I was so mad I pushed it on.

“What? What’re you going to say? Hm, Dean? Say it!”

“No. I can’t.”

“Say it! God damnit Dean Michael Winchester!” I screamed, my throat burning. Dean’s eyes began to tear up and he was crying too. I felt my chest burn and I sat on his bed, unable to believe we were fighting like this. He wiped his eyes and began to pace, looking away from me.

“I’m gonna go look for a job. I’ll see you… whenever you get back from your date.” He said and grabbed his jacket walking out. I sat on his bed still, tears falling violently. I looked at my reflection in my phone to see I was beat red and looked like a mess. I wiped my face and felt my nose begin to run. I needed to get ready for work. I got dressed and threw my hair up into a bun before blowing my nose and grabbing my wallet. I walked down the sidewalk to the library and when I walked inside the librarian looked at me.

“Oh my… Allison, are you alright?” she asked.

“Just had a falling out with a friend, nothing major.” I smiled and shrugged.

“Friends come and go, sweetie.” She smiled. I didn’t think what she said was bad, but tears began falling again.

“This one can’t go…” I whispered to myself as I took the book cart and drug it behind me.

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Omg I’ve watched this clip for 40 minutes now it’s so haunting and exciting. Hats off to Iman, damn girl! I started to cry when that awful girl lied AGAIN AND WAS DISGUSTING AND VILDE WTF ARE YOU DOING SANA IS ONE OF YOUR BEST FRIENDS HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO HER HOW CAN SOMETHING BE MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOUR REAL FRIENDSHIPS??

And then I screamed when she started writing the best message of the season. Hope we’ll see Jamilla next week, she used to be so close to Sana, of course they’ll work it out. Omg I cannot wait for tomorrow, it’s gonna end on such a exhilarating note, getting all the tea on that girl.

Isabel and Sanasol working together😎

because-imma-lady-assface  asked:

Let's talk about amanda-teaches for your blog love thingy. Because she is too good for this world and I don't deserve her. Amanda is so sweet, and encouraging. She gives some of the best fic feedback around and is just in general a delightful gem of a human.

OMG Ashley, I am so glad that you recommended @amanda-teaches! Amanda is super adorable and so far the only one who has been able to take my smut gif spam and give it right back to me just as good. I love her to pieces! Even though she’s a newer writer on the scene she has some wonderful fics and her blog is full of great posts. Her master list is still short, but I still haven’t found the time to work my way through it entirely.*smacks self* I’ll get on that this weekend when I have some down time. 

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anonymous asked:

soccer/soph anon: so i talked to the freshman i like again today and she looked so cute and i was really flustered and when she left me and my gayass friend went outside to wait for our rides and i s2g i was talking about how good she looked & how I'm super gay for at least 10-15 minutes and just generally having a gay panic when she GETS OUT OF A CAR LIKE 20/30 FEET AWAY FROM WHERE I WAS SITTING! and i was like holy shit bc the windows were cracked and now i think she might know i like her agh

Awww, this is so adorable! (And thanks for keeping me updated!)
You already said that she’s probably into girls so maybe she’ll bring it up next time you see each other? I mean you two actually talk to each other, that’s really cool :)
But of course I totally understand your OMG WHAT IF SHE KNOWS panic.
I wish you all the best and good luck! You got this 👍
(You’re officially soccer anon as of now, I hope that’s okay for you?)

Send me your crush stories!
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Thank god i didn’t go as far on tumblr as to get spoiled (except for Mama’s little girl version to which may i say she looks adorable) so here we go. ( +・`ω・)b

  • Cavendish attracting every single lady in his home country does not surprise me xD
  • Elbaf fucking finally you showed up :D
  • Aww mama is so adorable i caaan’t (♡´艸`)
  • Wait a sec, are they her parents?! But they’re so small Σ(゜゜)
  • Omg they fucking abandoned her there. I understand the circumstances but what the heck guys (ʘ言ʘ╬)
  • Yay Brogy and Dorry :>
  • D:
  • :D 
  • Oh, Caramel was beautiful younger
  • And the kids are all adorable little jerks :D
  • So that’s why she wants to make everyone her size :o
  • I’m not sure that’s a good way to teach a kid, by forgiving them all the time :/
  • They’re talking about Brogy and Dorry yay :D 
  • Hajrudin is starting to look a lot like Gajeel i swear
  • The fucking beards omg xD
  • That went from 0 to 100 real quick o.O
  • Well honestly this explains everything, thank you Oda for another grate chapter ^^

anonymous asked:

OMG Rosy, how good was that finale? It was so intense and all the character moments were so emotional. I'm still not down w/ the idea of Clarke being all alone separated from everyone she loves for 6 years and Bell thinking she's dead (I'm not crying you're crying) but okay, if we're expected to just roll with the fact that the rover survived Praimfaya and Clarke somehow found Maddie surviving on her own, I'm going to need a version of that finale ending where Roan is there with them too. 1/3

She found him, barely alive, stowed away somewhere after the initial death wave and the three of them have been surviving together like a ragtag family a la Lilo and Stitch (Roan’s clearly Stitch in this scenario lol). He gives Clarke shit and makes fun of her everyday for being more extra than Noah Calhoun, but also admires her devotion and dedication and is there to give her pep talks in those quiet moments when her optimism runs low and she loses hope. Actually, yep, this is now my 2/3

official headcanon. Roan’s obviously still alive. We just didn’t see him there w/ Clarke and Maddie ‘cause he was off hunting four-headed deer, okay? Lol. That is totally a thing that can happen, right? Seriously though, someone please write this. I need it in my life. These next 8-9 months are literally going to feel like Clarke’s 6 years like omg why do they do this? orz 3/3

You guys and your Roan Lives theories. I’m taking this as pure fanfiction. But it’s cool. 

The finale was awesome. I still haven’t processed it all. And it’s going to be painful to have to wait so long for the answers we need. I hate cliffhangers.


just watch this please 

When former fat celebrities lose weight no one says “Omg look at how low her cholesterol looks” “Wow low blood pressure looks great on her” or “She looks so much better without a heart attack” that’s not what people care about. And for one you can’t tell someone’s health by their weight anyway.

But, the main thing people focus on is how they look. “She looks so good now!″ “Wow they look so skinny, they look amazing” “Omg they’re smoking hot now” that’s the only thing I see. Fatphobics don’t care about health, they care about looks. They’re obsessed with seeing how people look when they’re skinny, and that’s it because our superficial society is obsessed with thinness and beauty.

I’ve seen people do it, every time a former fat or a former really fat celebrity loses weight. They only care about how they’ll look once they’re skinny, they don’t care about random people’s health, no one does.

I damn sure don’t concern my life with what the next person does with their body, so people need to stop kidding themselves, when they know they’re just fatphobic.

All of it makes me angry.

MatPat: *takes a deep breath*

MatPat: i lo-

Jason: yes, you love Stephanie, we know, you love Stephanie so much, she’s the light of your life, you love her so much, you just love Stephanie we KNOW, you love Stephanie you fucking love Stephanie okay we know, we get it, YOU LOVE STEPHANIE FUCKING PATRICK. WE GET IT.