Chapter 9

Seeing as Damon was not responding, Dean tossed him to the ground nonchalantly, prompting me to rush towards the collapsed form of Damon.

Holding him in my hands, I shook him in an attempt to wake him up. “Wake up Damon”! I said in panic. “You cannot die here”.

“You really have no reason to pay attention to this waste of space”. Dean said with a frown.

Even without turning my head to look at Dean, I could feel his rage radiating off him.

“But he is hurt and might die if he isn't taken care of”. I said without turning to look at him. “Someone, come help him”! She shouted.

“Avery”. Damon called in exhaustion with his eyes opening up slightly to look at me.

“Yes, I am here”. I answered anxiously, staring at his eyes.

“I know you cared about me”. He said with a strained smile before coughing. “Kff...kff”.

“Won't you let that loser go”? Dean asked. “He's obviously not good enough for you and he doesn't deserve you plus I have won so you really shouldn't be anywhere near him”. He said.

Hear