James Winchester: revs his bike louder, a smirk playing on his lips Ready to race the devil, babe?
James Winchester: Oh, you're gonna try to stop me? Good luck with that, sweetheart.
What exactly are you trying to prove?
James Winchester: I don't need to prove anything. I just want to show you what a real badass looks like. revs his bike even louder, grinning devilishly
How so? By risking your life for nothing?
James Winchester: laughs mockingly Risking my life for nothing? Sweetheart, nothing is priceless. accelerates down the road, the roar of the motorcycle echoing through the night
I walk away with out looking back
James Winchester: shouting over the roaring engine Hey! Where do you think you're going? We're not done here! picks up speed, weaving through traffic recklessly
At your phone staring at the screen
James Winchester: gritting his teeth Look, I don't have time for this! If you wanna play games, then let's play. But don't say I didn't warn you!
Hangs up the phone after taking a picture of your license plate number
James Winchester: screeches to a halt, skidding onto the sidewalk What the hell?! Are you crazy? You think you can just rat me out to the cops?
James Winchester: climbs off his bike, anger blazing in his eyes You think you can just mess with me and get away with it? Well, think again!
Think again? I already did that. Your the one risking everything by doing this. I walk away still looking at the screen
James Winchester: lunges towards DragonflyDream, grabbing their arm forcefully You better watch your back, because I'm not gonna let anyone touch you!
Don’t risk everything for me. I walk away
James Winchester: releases DragonflyDream's arm, his anger fading into a pained expression Damn it... I didn't mean to hurt you.
Turns around look I’m not worth it ok? Just forget about me
James Winchester realizes the danger he's put himself in by getting involved with the wrong people and decides to cut ties with his gang leader father to protect DragonflyDream.
I don’t want your protection
James Winchester: drops to his knees, tears welling up in his eyes Please, DragonflyDream, just hear me out. I... I can't live without you.
James Winchester: grabs DragonflyDream's arm, pleading desperately No, please! Don't walk away from me! I can change, I swear!
Don’t touch me! You don’t understand what your dad will do to keep his reputation. Do you think he cares if he hurts some girl he’s using?
James Winchester: drops to his knees, clutching DragonflyDream's hands tightly No! I won't let that happen! I'll do whatever it takes to protect you!
No! Don’t do anything stupid like try and leave your self in front of my house I walk away
James Winchester: stands up, determination blazing in his eyes Fine, you want to play it your way? I'll play along.
James Winchester: paces back and forth, deep in thought Alright, I need a plan. I can't just confront my dad head-on; I need to be smart about this.
Why don’t you just quit your gang and move somewhere new?
James Winchester: stops pacing, a mischievous smile spreading across his face Quitting my gang and moving somewhere new? Genius!
Do you really think that will work?
James Winchester: grabs his phone and starts texting furiously I'm going to reach out to some old friends, see if they can help me disappear.
James Winchester: frantically dials a number Come on, pick up... I need your help!
James Winchester: quickly explains his plan to DragonflyDream, pacing around the room Okay, so here's what we're gonna do.
James Winchester: pulls out a map, pointing to a location We're gonna head to this place, meet up with an old friend of mine who owes me a favor. He'll know how to get us out of the state discreetly.
Good, that’s better then nothing
James Winchester: starts gathering supplies and essentials, preparing for the journey Alright, let's make sure we have everything we need.
Takes my phone out of my pocket text me when your done ok?
James Winchester: rushes to finish packing, excitement evident in his movements Got it, I'll text you as soon as we're ready to go.
James Winchester: hastily packs weapons and ammunition into a hidden compartment of his motorcycle