"Isabelle?" Drake drew me out of my thoughts. "Isabelle are you listening?"

I stared at Drake and nodded plainly. My mind was filled with disturbing thoughts that Vina put in my head and that's when Drake decided to show up alongside Dean's mom and sister.

Dean's sister, Sabbath got along with everyone, she's two years older than me and  stopped school in
I could tell that Drake wanted them to leave but I was preoccupied by

Vina asked me if I had a crush on Dean after noticing the way I acted around in. I'm a teenager it's normal for teenagers to have crushes but Dean was different. I could give a million reasons why Dean was a bad crush. He doesn't speak, he doesn't even like me, he'll take my heart and throw it on a wall, he'll laugh at me or give his signature smirk and never speak to me again.

"Isabelle let's show Drake your room." Sabbath announced.

"Okay!" I brightened up at the sound of that. "I finished arranging it last week, it's just like my old room but only bigger and the wallpapers... comely!"

"Comely?" Drake gave me a look. "That's a big word coming from you Isabelle."

"Dean says that it's good to practice, it'll help me for the upcoming English exams."

Drake looked irritated. "Dean says, huh?"

I nodded to his question. "I still can't believe that my brother speaks to you." Sabbath said.

I smiled. "That's a good thing, right?"

"When Dean told me he spoke to someone, I told him not to do it again but when my mom told me that it was you, I didn't mind. "

"Wait... You told him not to speak again, why?"

"It's personal to Dean, even mom doesn't know, you should ask him yourself."

"So Dean talks at home?"

"Never keeps his damn mouth shut."

I laughed and at the same time felt relieved. "Uh... You can come see for yourself." Sabbath suggested.

"I'm sure that your parents won't mind if you followed me home, Dean wouldn't mind either."

"You're joking?!"

"No if you want to."

"Yes! I mean...okay cool."

"Can we stop talking about Dean?" Drake cut in.

Sabbath laughed and opened the door to my room. So this was it, in just a few more minutes I'd be in Dean's house. Staring at him, 
and if  I could get my head straight before getting there maybe I won't be a stuttering mess.