I Feel Irrational, So Confrontational - RP for hasperkynipples
After spending the better part of an hour on the phone with her sister Eva, Anna fled to her and Dean's hotel room to pack up whatever things she needed. Her blood was boiling, and all she could see was red. Blood. Violence. Destruction. She needed to kill something - someone - right now lest she explode from rage. What she was too angry to realize was that there were tears streaming down her cheeks in a flood of pain and anger and hurt for her little baby sister. The one person in this world that was more precious to her than life itself. Eva was to her as Sam was to Dean. And to see this precious little heart shattering into millions of pieces - then being stomped on and ground into the dirt - was maddening.
Truth be told, she couldn't remember the last time she was ever this enraged. Not even Angela's death struck this much of a chord within her. This? This hit her very core, in a way almost nothing else could.
Right now, all she knew was that she was going to fly to New York and make Ford McKenie suffer for his sins.
Truth be told, she couldn't remember the last time she was ever this enraged. Not even Angela's death struck this much of a chord within her. This? This hit her very core, in a way almost nothing else could.
Right now, all she knew was that she was going to fly to New York and make Ford McKenie suffer for his sins.