"What" he asked hesitantly, I suppose he didn't know he was going to find out about the secret that I was holding.

"I am a witch." I replied while playing with my fingers, I still looked at him straight on, his face turned from surprise to a poker face, and it was then I began to sweat.

" a witch" he repeated while looking at me, his posture was stiff, I was already beyond the point of no return, it was unusual for me to even think about how he could even accept me.

Without a word, I began to walk away, I didn't want to hear his response. "Where are you going little mate?" he grabbed my arm gently and turned me around.

"Well I thought .." I began to say but not before he kissed me, at first I was surprised, because it wasn't a normal peck on the lips it was more of a full Tounge one. I didn't reject it, instead I allowed myself to respond back.

"did you think, something like that would steer me away?" he asked after pulling me away, I gave him a look and he just smirk at me.

"Yes" I exclaimed, while still in his arms, his golden eyes looking at me. He shook his head when I responded.

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Couple weeks went by and we were on the final stages of our project, everything was going beautifully. I sat on my couch with my cat and dog, playing with them while watching Supernatural. The ironic last name really made me smile but also almost everything was true. With a few exceptions, my bias is Dean Winchester.

A quick knock disrupted me from my tv show and I got up with my dog and cat laying on the couch, I glared at them. Hmph! Some protectors, I looked at the peep hole and saw a man with flowers, I frowned and opened the door.

"Hello?" I questioned.

"Is this the residence of Lilian Winchester?" the man asked, his voice bored already from talking to me.

"Yes" I responded, and he just gave me the flowers, each wonderfully beautiful. "who are these from?"

"Look lady, I don't know. I'm just here to deliver" the rude man said, I scoffed and just held the flowers to me and slammed the door in his face.

I looked down at the flowers, a note was there peaking white. I grabbed it and quickly opened it, I smiled thinking they were from Blake. I read the contents and I quickly dropped it, I placed my hand over my heart. I felt sweat form on my forehead and my hands. I looked down again and reread:

Hello Lilian,

Can you guess who this is? Probably so, having fun? With a new man? Surprised that I found you? Shouldn't be, be aware of your surroundings little sister.

~~~~ you know who~~~

Fuck!!! I thought to myself, just when everything was going to well. I hated my life. I wanted to cry, I looked at my pets and sat with them. I sighed, I couldn't exactly know where to begin, I loved my life here, a caring little mate; who is super-hot. A good job, I just hated how my own brother who still blames me for what happened so many years ago.

A knock sounded, I looked up and heard another knock. I opened the door, "what?!"

There stood a familiar person, "Little mate? Having a bad day?" his eyes looking in my own, I just closed mine and motioned him in the apartment. "flowers?"

I glanced at them and wished I had thrown them away before he came. "Yeah"

He went over and picked up note and read it. "You have a brother?"

I just nodded, not in the mood to explain in detail. "What's going on little mate? What aren't you telling me?"

"Nothing" I responded as calmly as I can muster up, I didn't need him to know anything. This was between me and my brother. Not a third party who can interfere and get hurt in the process.

"Lilian?" he asked, his piercing golden eyes staring at me, I wanted to stand down so much, but I mustered up my courage and glared back at him. He looked taken aback, "Little mate, tell me. I want to help you"

I tried to think of something on the spot so I spit out the following, " I'm telling you its nothing, its just a little game he and I started when I was around 12 years old."

He nodded and smiled letting the conversation drop, my answer was good enough for him. I almost sighed out in relief but instead I just took him to the living room and left the flowers on the counter. My cat and dog only lifted their head and then put them back down. I glared at them, some protection they were.

"Tell me little mate, what are you up to?" he asked me as we sat down, I pointed at supernatural which was already onto the next episode. He looked at the screen and he cringed.

"What you don't like the show?" I asked, trying to ignore my wondering mind and focused on what was in front of me.

He looked at me with a face that told me everything, "HOW COULD YOU NOT LIKE SUPERNATRUAL?!"

"It's just a bunch of misconceptions of the real thing, nothing about it is even true." He tried to explain to me, but I just huffed and sat as far away as possible.

And there went the rest of the day, fighting on the tv show supernatural.

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