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Three simple words.
Chapter 2
Dean woke with the sun shining in his face, he still felt Sam grip around his waist. He reluctantly got up to get his brother and himself breakfast.
He came back to Sam crouching in the corner covering his face. "They wont go away, I try not to think about it, but it's the only thing I can think about". His eyes were red and his lips were red and swollen. Dean ran to him and pulled his brother up and into a warm embrace "its going to be okay Sammy, I'm here with you". Finally the hug broke up and they were left staring intensely into each others eyes, Dean was the first to look away, he probably knows, probably thinks I'm a freak, I blew it.
Dean couldn't stand there while his brother put together the pieces of what had just happened. It was as If Dean couldn't control himself, he just walked out with simply saying "I'm sorry".
Sam stood there frozen, he didn't know what had just happened, somehow the events the previous day didn't matter anymore, he was curious to what happened. I shouldn't of brought that girl back to OUR motel, I shouldn't of been with her in the first place. It had just happened, I didn't know what I was doing. Dean… His eyes were so filled with hurt and guilt I just wanna tell him that this was my fault, and I deserved it after all.
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I have to tell him or I'm going to lose him, I cant lose him! I don't know what I would do without him. I should of told him from the day I realised, God! I'm such an idiot!
He went back to the motel some part of him wishing Sam wasn't there, he was quite glad to find out that his brother wasn't in sight. So instead he just sat on his bed thinking about everything, what he was going to say and how Sam would react. I guess that's why he didn't realise his brother standing before him with nothing but a towel around his waist.
He jumped up in a fright "Fuck Sammy! Give a guy some warning"
"Dean we need to talk"
"We have nothing to talk about and we're definitely not talking when your like that!" Gesturing to what Sam was wearing. Dean was a little to eager on what was behind that towel, but of course he wouldn't let that show. "Dude your half naked, put some clothes on". I guess I'm not having that conversation I was planning to have with Sam.
Sam completely ignored that and went to sit next to Dean. "About last night, I'm really sorry you had to see it-"
"A bit hard to miss it, dude.. you were on my bed!!" Dean cut across him. "I mean me having fun, I don't do it in front of you, THAT'S DIFFERENT, now how am I supposed to sleep knowing that your essence is on there".
That was enough for Sam, he didn't know what had gotten into him . "What are you, jealous?! You wish you have some? Is that it? As soon as it left his mouth he regretted it, but he knew it was to late, he could already see Dean flaring up.
"D-dean I'm –"
You have no idea, Dean was thinking, but instead he said "Fuck off Sam.. I'm going out and don't bother looking for me!" With that he slammed the door and left to go to the bar.
Dean at the bar, orders a couple of drinks. He looks around as he sees a guy around his age eyeing him, he smiles and walks over. "I'll shout you the next two rounds… Hey! Can we get some drinks over here". Soon they were talking while ordering more drinks, not a great idea.
"And then I go see him in bed with that chick, she wasn't even hot. I mean he didn't even have the decency to do it in his own bed, the bitch had to do it in mine. As if things were bad enough, I tell him to get out and well he goes and gets himself r-raped." This was about the time when Dean started getting teary, " I love the guy, but it is just so wrong, I don't know what it is. I'm just so scared of getting rejected, but I want him so badly". It sounded so much like a plead that Dean was shocked himself.
Dean was so drunk that nothing seemed suspicious to him.
"So… Dean… Where are you staying"
Without even thinking he seemed to say it without hesitating. "Me and Sam are staying at the motel on 5th, it's the only one there, but I'm not going back tonight. I cant face him, the proud son of a bitch!"
Now he broke down and cried, which he never use to do, but the fact was, Sam was held close to his heart and he broke it. Dean was never use to that feeling, he never really loved anyone before, let alone have his heart broken. It wasn't a good feeling.
"Yeh, I got to go, see you sometime."
"So soon?". The guy didn't even seem to hear. Dean almost got up to following him but then he eyed something better.
"Hey, hows it going"?
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Sam was worried now Dean, had been gone for hours and he couldn't reach him on his cell. He was pacing up and down his room, just waiting for any sign that Dean was ok or even coming back.
There was a knock at the door and Sam was so relieved that he was almost certain that it was Dean. But there in the doorway was a guy around Dean's age.
"Remember me".
