Chapter 38: Breaking Bonds

Stan’s

I sat on the couch, my leg bouncing restlessly, my eyes glued intently to the clock. It was pushing midnight, and Dean still wasn’t back home. He had told me to leave the school earlier, claiming he had “business” to handle, and now here I was, waiting around like some pathetic, obedient dog.

My blood boiled with frustration, my hands clenching into fists. Where the hell was he? The low sound of a car engine rumbled outside, and I stiffened ...