The Crossroads of Life

** No. Way. **

Hin hin ? Keep going...

- mouline du poignet avec un sourire en coin comme s'il était tout ouïe -

Well... I know you for less than 24h so, that's a bit hard.

**

** Win this one, Lose the next **

_ Ok, so....

- redevient plus sérieux -

Do you want me to be the one who tells you the bitch you are you want to wait and remember it by yourself ?

I don't know...

*incline la tête*

Which way do you like ?

- légèrement grimace en inspirant, balançant la tête sur le côté -

Well... Just take it easy when you'll get recovered. Truth isn't like we imagined. And you really pulled the hell out of me. Soooo many times.

Was I one of the bad... guys ?

*relève la tête pour le regarder dans les yeux*

I donk know, you talk about hell and all that...

Yeah, I do. You should, too. You did, actually ! So you DO remember what's Hell. Don't you think you were downstairs for a wrong reason ?

Well... I didin't think about that, no yet. So...

*se recule d'un pas, suspicieuse et faussement ignoranet*

Are you telling that you are... on the bad side because you've been there too ?

- léger rire -

Oh no I'm not. I was down there because to save my little brother. You...

- la montre du doigt -

Were down there... Because you killed your parents.

Oh...

*fronce les sourcil et baise la tête, mine dégoutée*

Nasty...

But you need to get your memory back Bela if you wanna survive ! Because I can be kind for one but Sam won't !

Yes... He seems to not like me.

Be sure of one other thing :

- la regarde et secoue la tête, les osurcils -

Me neither.

Mmmh... I'm not welcome here. Yes I've also understand that.

But you don't remember, you said. So... I'll take an exception for a few days.

Yes...

*lui tourne le dos et regard ailleurs vers la porte*
*les yeux dans le vague, soucieuse*

And if it takes more than just days. What will happened ?

- regarde dans sa direction, la main dans son sac puis inspire -

I don't know. We'll see what happen, then.

Oh... right...

*s'assoit sur le lit, faussement désarçonnée*

You should take some rest... I won't be far away...

*hoche la tête, puis se repositionne sous la couette, face à Dean*

You know what... I think I'm affraid of the dark now...

You're not.

- acquiesce doucement -

Believe me. But... anyway, I'm just staying here.

- lui montre le fauteuil à côté de la table où il s'asseoit avec un bouquin, allumant une petite lampe pour y voir, faisant office de veilleuse pour la "Bela" -

Mmmhm...

*rapproche la couverture contre elle*
*la nuit va être longue maintenant qu'elle n'a plus besoin de dormir*
*soupire lourdement avant de fermer les yeux et se concentrer pour ralentir sa respiration*