Dean kept pacing the living room in front of you, his hands shoved in his pockets.

He'd had you stay with Bobby since you were out of diapers, not wanting to give you the unstable life he was given. Because you were consistent with were you lived, you went to school.

Or he thought you did. "You've been skipping classes... for a month. You're gonna end up like me dammit, the whole point of you living with Bobby was school!" So much for keeping his cool. "Do you know how damn stupid this is?!"