why i didn't déplacer from the path of the car? i don't know, why didn't i get hurt when the impala hit me? i don't know. Okay, so the car didn't really hurt me, well, what i mean is that i didn't feel any pain when it hit, but it did manage to send me a flying a few feet back and hit the asphalt with a thud, that ripped my pants from my knees down.
"Hey, toi okay?" Sam asked when he got out of the car.
"Yeah, just fine, i mean getting hit par a car happens to me on a daily basis." i a dit sarcastically.
"Well, toi don't have to be a chienne about it, especially when toi just left a dent in my car." Dean a dit looking over the capuche, hotte of his Impala.
"Don't listen to him, he's just pissed off about his car." Sam said
"Yeah, i knew toi guys for plus than a year, i think i was able to figure out that Dean was plus possessive over his car, even plus than food, and thats saying something."
"Here, let me help toi up." Sam a dit offering his hand. "Wait, what do toi mean... Lara is that you, i mean it's kinda hard to tell in this light." Sam added
"The one and only, so, how've toi guys been, it's been what? six months?" i asked taking Sam's hand.
"Actually, it's been three years dumb ass." Dean a dit
"So you're really going to keep insulting me? and aren't toi supposed to be in hell?" i asked sarcastically
"Well let's just say I was let out for good behavior." he a dit in the same tone.
"ha! you, good behavior, that's a good one, so what now you're a comedian?" i a dit
"Yeah, as a matter of fact i am, that's why Sam and I are out here, we're going to my suivant appearance. " he replied.
"Oh, really? can i come, i've always been your biggest fan, i mean watching toi make a fool out of yourself has always been pone of my favori past times." i practically growled, we were standing toe to toe now and i was getting really pissed off.
"Yeah, well at least the person who trained me isn't dead!" he spat.
"Wh-what, liar!" i a dit i could feel my eyes start to water a bit.
he just kept looking at me in shock as if he hadn't realized what he just said.
"Liar! Rufus isn't dead, he can't be dead." i kept repeating trying to convince myself plus than trying to convince him.
"Lara, I'm really sorry, but it, it's true." Sam a dit putting his hand on my shoulder, i roughly shook his hand off.
i turned around not wanting them to see me cry.
"crap, Lar, Lara i'm sorry i know he was like a father to toi i didn't mean for it to come out that way." Dean a dit giving his version of an apology.
"Forget it Dean, it was bound to happen someday, it's not like toi could've stopped it." i a dit wiping the tears away, Rufus was the one who had trained me, the one who taught me everything i know, now he's gone.
"So, Lara, how bout we take toi back to bobby's house? we'll talk plus on the way there." he a dit leading me to the car.
We all got in the car Dean was driving and Sam got in with me in the back siège with me. Well step one, gain their trust is done... wouldn't mom be so proud.
"Hey, toi okay?" Sam asked when he got out of the car.
"Yeah, just fine, i mean getting hit par a car happens to me on a daily basis." i a dit sarcastically.
"Well, toi don't have to be a chienne about it, especially when toi just left a dent in my car." Dean a dit looking over the capuche, hotte of his Impala.
"Don't listen to him, he's just pissed off about his car." Sam said
"Yeah, i knew toi guys for plus than a year, i think i was able to figure out that Dean was plus possessive over his car, even plus than food, and thats saying something."
"Here, let me help toi up." Sam a dit offering his hand. "Wait, what do toi mean... Lara is that you, i mean it's kinda hard to tell in this light." Sam added
"The one and only, so, how've toi guys been, it's been what? six months?" i asked taking Sam's hand.
"Actually, it's been three years dumb ass." Dean a dit
"So you're really going to keep insulting me? and aren't toi supposed to be in hell?" i asked sarcastically
"Well let's just say I was let out for good behavior." he a dit in the same tone.
"ha! you, good behavior, that's a good one, so what now you're a comedian?" i a dit
"Yeah, as a matter of fact i am, that's why Sam and I are out here, we're going to my suivant appearance. " he replied.
"Oh, really? can i come, i've always been your biggest fan, i mean watching toi make a fool out of yourself has always been pone of my favori past times." i practically growled, we were standing toe to toe now and i was getting really pissed off.
"Yeah, well at least the person who trained me isn't dead!" he spat.
"Wh-what, liar!" i a dit i could feel my eyes start to water a bit.
he just kept looking at me in shock as if he hadn't realized what he just said.
"Liar! Rufus isn't dead, he can't be dead." i kept repeating trying to convince myself plus than trying to convince him.
"Lara, I'm really sorry, but it, it's true." Sam a dit putting his hand on my shoulder, i roughly shook his hand off.
i turned around not wanting them to see me cry.
"crap, Lar, Lara i'm sorry i know he was like a father to toi i didn't mean for it to come out that way." Dean a dit giving his version of an apology.
"Forget it Dean, it was bound to happen someday, it's not like toi could've stopped it." i a dit wiping the tears away, Rufus was the one who had trained me, the one who taught me everything i know, now he's gone.
"So, Lara, how bout we take toi back to bobby's house? we'll talk plus on the way there." he a dit leading me to the car.
We all got in the car Dean was driving and Sam got in with me in the back siège with me. Well step one, gain their trust is done... wouldn't mom be so proud.