"What are YOU doing here?" I yelled.
"I'm not the one you should be yelling at!" Sam yelled back.
"So it's my fault?" I cried while I felt my face turning red.
"Hey! Hey! What's going on!?" Dean yelled, interrupting.
"It's none of your business." I said, glaring at him.
"No.  It is. He's my brother and you're my 'kid'." He said and pointed his finger at my face.
"What do you mean by kid?" I said and again, my face started to redden and burn.
"I adopted you." Dean said and lowered his head. "This morning I left to sign the papers. Your family gave you away." My anger faded away and my face went back to normal. My saliva got thick and my eyes started to blur. I didn't want to cry. I didn't want to show that I hated this moment.

I quickly blinked to pass away the tears.
"He killed my sister." I said. Dean looked at his brother he lowered his head.
"Was anything weird going on with her. Did she change?" He asked.
"She bled into my mouth when I was a baby and he killed her right above my head four years later. I remember that day like it was yesterday." I finished.
"Oh my god." Dean and Sam said at the same time.
"I didn't know she bled into your mouth." Sam said.

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Hope you liked it! Sorry it was so short.