Don't Hate Me
AN: This is my 2nd supernatural fic! It's in Sams POV. I don't have a Beta so I apologized for grammar errors in the story:) Sam is 15 and Dean is 19 ENJOY! AU (no supernatural beings such as angels,demons, ect)
Summary: Dean and I were supposed to spend some time together. But he ruined it when I caught him with someone else. Why does this bother me? Oh that's right, I'm in love with my big brother. Underage wincest! Sam's POV
Rating: M for swearing,underage wincest, and man on man action;)
I checked over my test for the third time and got up to hand it to , my English teacher. He gave me a look but nodded and said that I could go. It's already last period and I'm sure that I look like a crazy grinning maniac right now. Dean and I are supposed to go to that book store couple blocks away from our house. Before I knew it I was already gathering up my stuff and running out the door.
"No running in the halls Samuel!" shouted . I giggled in response. A manlygiggle.
My name is Sam Winchester and I'm 15 years old. I'm what you call a super geek. But not that type that wears those geeky glasses and has the worst acne. The type where you always see them with a book. I've been told that I am cute, handsome, and smart all wrapped in one. But Dean is the sexy and charming one in the family.
Dean is my older brother. He already graduated with a GED last year and just works down in the Auto Shop with our Uncle Bobby. My Dad basically runs the place so he's always home late and sometimes doesn't come back home because he's too drunk to drive home after drinking with the guys. But Dean always gets back early enough to make sure I'm safe. Always taking care of me.
I had a crush on Dean since I was 9. First I thought it was just a hero worship phase but it started to get worse when I hit my teens. 'Little Sammy' just won't listen when Dean comes out of the shower with just his towel on. Even when I warn him that Dean might see the tent in my pants. See? 'Little Sammy' is already getting curiousjust from me thinking about it. I can't tell him though because first of all he's my brother. Second, I'm pretty sure my dad would disown me and third, he's as straight as you can get, like a steel pole. Seriously, I don't stand a chance. I mean sure I'm pretty girly but that's not the point.
I'm already walking out the school by the time the bell rings. My house is about 15 minutes away on foot so I took my time. Dean usually picks me up but since he was taking the rest of the day of for me he had to rap up whatever he was working on this morning. I was already at the front porch. To my surprise the Impala is already in the garage. "He's already home" I say to myself smiling.
I run up the stairs to the bedroom we share without noticing another pair of shoes next to his. When I got closer I could hear grunting coming from the room. So of course like an idiot I open the door slightly so I could peek in, but what I saw had just stopped my heart and I froze. I could see Dean with his shirt off sitting in between a girls legs with her hand running up and down his bare back.
'How could he? It was supposed to be ourday today.' I thought sadly trying to fight the tears. I looked one more time and then I snapped.
I slammed the door open glaring daggers at both of them. Dean's eyes snap open and he yells "Sam!" but I didn't even acknowledge him. All I can see is red when I hear that..that bitch start yelling at me.
"What the hell brat?" she yelled "Get out! Can't you see that we're busy?" she says already trying to bring back Dean into another kiss. But he just pushes her away.
"Hey that's my-" I already knew what he was going to say so I cut him off. I'm beyond piss and hurt now. I exploded.
"Get out! You fucking slut just get the hell out!" I screamed. Her eyes got big in surprise and she had the nerve to open her mouth to try to argue with me. But luckily for her, Dean cut her off.
"Get out of here" he said hastily, already trying to get dress. She gathered up her clothes and with one last glare to me she rushed out the door. After a while I heard the front door slam. "Sam just calm down" he said in a soft voice that at any other time I would of give in but not right now.
"No. I will not just CALM DOWN!" I yelled "How dare you!"
"I was just having a little fun Sammy" he tried to explain like it was nothing
"Don't call me Sammy!" I could feel the tears about to spill over. I tried wiping them away but it wasn't working.
"Look" Dean said closing his eyes "If this is about the stupid book store you wanted to go to we can still go alright?" he said trying to reason to reason with me.
But I couldn't speak. It wasn't just a trip to the book store, the idea was to spend some time together with just me and him. We could've been enjoying ourselves right now, having a fun time with me finding a book while he teased me for being a little nerd. Tears was already threatening to spill over and I just know that he'll hear the sadness in my voice if I say anything. Unfortunately since I didn't answer Dean just had to open his eyes to look at me.
"You-" he stops when he sees my face "Sam why are you crying?" he said in a much softer voice.
"I'm not crying" I denied but I could already feel the hot tears streaming down my face. While shaking my head I tried wiping them away.
Dean stepped forward and without hesitation he put his arms around me. He brought up with right hand to wipe the tears away from my face. "Sammy...why are you crying?"
Still not really looking at him I placed my hand on top of his. He didn't tense up, he just pulled me in closer to him. I sighed. I love him so much but to him this touching is just what a brother or family member would do for comfort. I build up the courage to look him in the eyes then did something that I just knew that I would regret, that would have Dean hate me forever.
Closing my eyes I stood up on my toes and kissed him.
His eyes widened and I felt his whole body tense. I pulled back not looking him in the eyes. "Sam" he whispered softly.
'He hates me' is what's repeating over and over in my head. The tears were already coming back. 'He hates me'. I did the only rational thing I could think of. With all my strength I shoved him away from me onto the bed and he fell over. I turned on the heel of my feet and stepped out of the room. "Wait, Sam!" I heard him yell but I didn't look back. Not wanting to see the disgust in his eyes.
Then I ran
Heres the first chapter! I have more in store if you want more:) Please review and tell me what you think. Ideas for future chapters are also loved