#Chapter16

I was furiously shoving the few belongings I had into my suitcase.

I needed to get out of here.

Like, now.

My mind was spinning, my chest was aching-everything just sucked.

God, I am so sick and tired of this stupidly unfair and cruel world.

A rapid knocking on the door made me freeze. I blinked.

A whole minute later, the knocking didn't stop. I pulled my gun out from under the pillow before cautiously, walking over to the door. I looked through the peephole. It was Dean.

Wait.

Dean?

What the hell is he doing here?

How did he even find me?

My mind swirled with thoughts and...