"Neil, I can't," says Dean and stops, throat too full until he coughs it up all over himself, blood sliding down his chin in thick globs. The thing inside him laughs and laughs, squeezes until he chokes again, eyes streaming with tears.
"Can't stop it," Dean finishes with a wet breath. "Sick of hurting people. Please."
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Date: 2013-04-16 04:30 am (UTC)"Can't stop it," Dean finishes with a wet breath. "Sick of hurting people. Please."