Catharsis

by Aimme

"Nothing-gets-me. Nothing's-wrong-with-me." A look at Dean's thoughts as he's driving away from Sam in Scarecrow. (An experiment in style.) (Warnings: Minor language) (No slash)

Anger. Betrayal. Bile in throat, burn in chest; hands that aren't shaking with fury, and definitely not hurt. Regret. Fear-pain-lost-abandonment-issues. Sammy- no, Sam- do what you want, what do I care? Words still echoing in burning ears, pounding in time with the roar in them. Yeah, he's fine, no big deal. Denial. Tough, can-take-it attitude. Devil-may-care. Nothing-gets-me. Nothing's-wrong-with-me. But, Sam - gone, again. What's-wrong-with-me? But nothing-is. Furiously jab on radio. Just fine, perfectly okay. Don't need anything, anyone. Determined nod. But... Family. Jaw clenched. Road's blurry. Hurt-anger-betrayal-love.

Damn it.