Ben braeden (attractstrouble) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2020-08-26 01:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | ben braeden, dean winchester |
Midnightish August 25
Dean Winchester & Ben Braeden.
Rating : Pretty low I think? Hotel Lobby |
Was everyone having a ghost one on one? This one seemed to talk in riddles and talked a lot. And Ben had been over it. He was bored. Were the ghosts keeping them trapped? Holding them hostage to talk? He didn’t know or care. But he was in his room for hours. Eventually Ben started ignoring the ghost and surfing the web on his phone.
Big mistake. He’d pissed off the teenage ghost and it walked right through him. It was weird. Pictures, thoughts, everything flashing through his head and none of it in order. Or it didn’t seem in order. Breakfast, baseball, being rescued by Dean. Car accident, fixing cars, eighth birthday party. Demons, vampires, being bullied by a kid. What the hell did that ghost do to him? It was like someone was uploading memories into his brain. Slowly they started to make sense. Ben didn’t know what to do with this all. Why didn’t he remember Dean? Even in his memories, they forgot Dean. The first thing he did was message Dean because he wanted to talk to him. Ben looked up to Dean, idolized him even. He was the only father-like figure he had known. But as soon as he messaged him, he wondered if it was a bad idea. If Dean didn’t remember him too? Maybe it was a one way trick by the ghost. Nervous. Awkward. Overwhelmed. Ben wasn’t sure how or what to feel. It wasn’t every day you found out you were missing memories. Important ones it turned out. He made his way to the lobby and waited for Dean. |