You Make Me Feel So Right, Even When I'm Wrong

I wake up to arms around me. I cuddle to the warmth. I hear a baby cry. I sit up and see that we are in the living room. Dean sits up since the baby crying is coming up here. He jumps up and looks at me.

“Crap,” Dean said.
“You guys didn’t do anything did you?” Katrina asks.
“No we feel asleep watching the TV.”
“Ok it’s only five get on to bed Angel.”

I nod my head and get up and go to Dean’s room and lay down on the bed and fall asleep again. I wake up to arms warped around me and a light kiss on my forehead.

“Wake up Angel,” Dean asks.

I turn around and he smiles at me. He kiss my forehead softly again.

“Your sweet this moring,” I mumble out.
“I made oatmeal.”

I look at him and he laughs at me.

“We stop by and get you food,” He said.

I kiss his lips. He pulls away and smiles at me.

“Get ready and come out when you ready,” He said.
“Ok.”

He kisses my lips softly before walking out. I lock his door and see my bags on the floor. I grab my clothes bag and get dress in the clothes for today and brush my hair and put it in a fish braid. I did my make-up and slip my shoes on again. I go down stairs and Dean smiles at me.

“Look at my oatmeal,” Dean said.
“Yummy,” I mumble.

I sit down yawn a little.

“Is someone not a morning person?” Dean asks.
“What gave you that idea?”

Dean laughs and finishes his oatmeal. He gets up and takes my arm.

“Let’s set you in my truck.”
“Ok.”

I fallow him to the truck and he helps me in it. He kisses my forehead.

“I will be right back ok?” He asks.

I nod my head and Dean goes back in the house. I cuddle in the seat and start falling asleep. I hear the radio start. I look over and see Dean going out again.

“Monster I open it for you,” Dean said.

I smile at him and he leaves his door open. I close my eyes and Dean closes the door. I feel the car move and lay my head against the window. I wake up and see that we are parked and Dean isn’t in the car. I grab the monster can and and take a sip. I get out and stretch. A bike came up and I jump a little and hear laughing coming. I look and see it is Dean.

“I beat you if you get my shoes dirty,” I told him.

Dean laughs at me.

“Get on!” He yells.

I shake my head and go back to the truck. I look and see my backpack here. I grab it and go to the bed and sit down and start doing home work while drinking monster.

“Hey,” Jessica said.

I look and see Jessica.

“I brought Muffins,” She said.
“You’re the best.”

Jessica laughs and sits down next to me.

“What you doing?” She asks.
“I’m in creative writing so I have to write a story.”
“I heard from Ashley that you might be writing a book.”
“It’s nothing major. It’s just I got bored and when I’m bored I write.”
“What kind of write would you like to be?”
“Transworld.”

She looks at me and I laugh at her.

“I read it. Transworld Skate, Surf and Snowboard. I barely start reading Paris's copies of the motocross ones.”

Jessica laughs and hugs me.

“Let me read this,” She said.
“Tell no one. You’re the only one who read this beside me,” I said.
“Promise.”

I gave her my lap top and eat the muffin she brought. I go to my back pack and start reading my Psychology notes to study.

“Oh this is good. You got to send me the chapters,” She said.

I laugh at her and shake my head.

“It’s crazy,” Jessica said.
“Thanks Jessica,” I said.

She hugs me and she grabs my notes. I hand her my study guide. She starts asking me questions.

“What are you two doing?” Broc asks.
“I’m helping her study,” Jessica said.
“Why did you come?”
“I wanted to see him ride,” I said.
“Have you?”
“Yes.”

Broc laughs and Jessica gets down.

“We going to get lunch bye,” Jessica said.
“Bye guys,” I said.

I wave at them and they go their car. Dean came in and smiles at me. I smile back at him. He jump up and I grab my phone and see it’s already one.

“Dean?” I ask.
“Yeah?” Dean asks.
“It’s one,” I said.
“Shit I forgot to get you the keys so you can get breakfast.”
“Jessica brought Muffins. Now I want lunch.”
“Ok I’m done so we go to my home and I drop everything off before going and we going to get something to lunch.”
“Ok.”

I put everything in my bag and go out to the passage seat. He drives to his house and get out. I get out and stretch.

“Need any help?” I ask.
“I got it.”

I nod my head and watch as he empty his truck’s bed. Once he’s done he smiles at me.

“Where you want to eat?” Dean asks.

I surged my shoulders not caring. Dean looks at me and pout. I smile at him.

“Where ever you want to is fine,” I told him.

He looks at me and shrugged his shoulders.

“Don’t know.”
“Subway?”
“That’s a good idea. Get back in.”

I laugh at him and get back in the car. He drives to a Subway. We order our sandwiches and sit down. My phone rings. I grab it and see it’s my dad.

“Hold on,” I said.
“It’s fine,” Dean said.

I smile at Dean and hit accept.

“Hello Daddy,” I said.
“Hello Angel. Where are you?”
“I’m out with a friend.”
“I was hoping to get a tour of USC.”
“I thought you were going home in the morning.”
“Oh that’s right we are. Good bye.”
“Bye.”

I hang up and Dean looks at me. I blink trying to get the tears that are building up to go away.

“Come on we can just go,” Dean said.
“I’m fine.”

Dean gets up and warps his arm around me. I lay my head on his shoulder. He kisses my forehead.

“Look at the cookie,” Dean said.

I giggle at him and move away from him. He grabs his sandwich. We eat and go back to his truck.

“So what happen?” Dean asks.
“My dad lied when he was going home.”
“Why would he do that?”
“To not spend time with me.”

Dean looks at me.

“Dean your driving look at the road,” I said.

He laughs and pull up to his drive way. He turns the car off and looks at me.

“Do you really think they don’t want to spend time with you?” He asks.
“They didn’t say bye when I left yesterday.”

Dean leans back and sighs.

“You and Paris are close,” He said.
“She and Louis took up to caring for me,” I said.
“Why did they have you if they basically ignore you?”
“I was a mistake.”

Dean looks at me and pulls me close to him.

“I’m glad they did it,” Dean said.

I giggle and cuddle in Dean’s arms.

“Are you done with your home work?” Dean asks.
“Yeah.”
“Let’s go in then.”
“Ok.”

I get out and grab my bag. We go inside and go to his room he turns on his TV and pull me to his side. He kisses my forehead.