Summary: AU. Jimmy and Dean's relationship breaks down when Jimmy catches his boyfriend with Meg in the school bathroom. Somehow, Dean has to win Jimmy back, but right now, Jimmy can't bear to look him in the face. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters.

Pairings: Dean/Jimmy, Dean/Meg, Jimmy/Michael, Dean/Alastair.

A/N: The confusion and other pairings begin in this chapter, the confusion being neither boy knows how to really deal with the situation so they start dating other people to see if it makes them feel better...hope you enjoy!

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Learning From My Mistakes

Chapter Two: Fall to Pieces

Ellen arrived home that day after visiting her mother, finding Gabriel pulling up and Jo, Ash and Castiel climbing out with him. Jimmy's car was in the driveway so how come he'd not brought the others home? Before she could ask, Bill appeared on the porch and called her, Ellen turning and looking at him.

"Honey, your boy needs you..."

"Jimmy?" Ellen asked, "Why, what's wrong?"

"It's about Dean." Bill said, Ellen knowing her husband well enough to understand the look in his eyes, that told her whatever had happened between Dean and Jimmy it was serious.

She headed inside and straight up to Jimmy's room, knocking on the door softly and entering to see him actually laying in bed, hearing his quaking breathing as he cried into his pillows. Whatever had happened was bad to make him cry like this.

"Honey?"

Jimmy looked up, gasping as he saw the woman he considered a mother.

"Mom..."

Ellen sat on the bed and took Jimmy into her arms, stroking his hair gently.

"What happened, darlin'?" She asked, pressing a kiss to her son's head as he sobbed, sniffling and moving closer to her.

"I caught him kissing Meg Masters..." Jimmy whispered, "If it weren't for her noticing me...I don't know how far they would've gone while I stood there..."

Ellen felt disappointment and anger flood her system, sadness stabbing its way through for her boy, her boy she'd practically raised from birth since the Novaks' father left the children with her and Bill most of the time while he worked. Jimmy had known her his entire life and he knew he could turn to her for everything and anything.

"I'm so sorry," She whispered, "I'm sorry, sweetie."

"I still love him, Mom..." Jimmy breathed, "I still love him."

"I know you do." Ellen replied, hurt at how Dean had broken his promise to Jimmy and her family too, "I know. I'm sorry, honey."

"I can't believe him..." Jimmy whispered, "When we were together this weekend...he seemed so in love with me..."

Ellen sat back and listened to her son, not minding how deep into detail he went, just as long as he got his worries off of his chest.

"When we were...well..." He carried on, blushing as he spoke, "He told me he loved me...told me I was beautiful..."

"You are beautiful, Jimmy." Ellen said, "You're beautiful, you're brave and you're strong."

"Not without him..."

Ellen sighed and pressed a kiss to Jimmy's head.

"You need to forget him, Jimmy," Ellen told him," As hard as it might seem, and as much as I don't want to see you hurting, my baby boy, you need to forget him and move on..."

"I...I can't, Mom..."

Jimmy began to cry harder and Ellen sighed, holding him close and rocking him as Bill had done earlier, kissing his head and rubbing his back as she did, hushing him and whispering soft words of love and comfort to calm him.

"You idiot!" John breathed, looking at his eldest boy with disbelief, "Holy Christ, Dean! You know how much that boy means to you and how much you mean to him!"

"Okay, I get it!" Dean cried, "I should never have gone after Meg, I don't know what possessed me to!"

"Dean, this isn't something you can fix overnight," John said, "You've probably ruined the best thing that ever happened to you."

"I know..." Dean breathed, "I know...I can't go and see him."

"Why not?" John asked, Dean looking up at his father with tears in his eyes, "You owe him an explanation, son!"

"I've betrayed them all...can't look them in the face, Dad..." Dean said, "I tried to explain but Jimmy just drove off..."

"Dean," John said, a lot softer this time, "If Meg hadn't seen Jimmy, you could've gone so far...and he would've seen everything..."

"I know."

Mary gave John a look before she left the house, John sitting by his son and wrapping an arm around him.

"This is a huge lesson for you to learn from...okay?" He told his child, "If you ever get the chance to be with Jimmy again, you need to learn to control your impulses for a start...and also to be sure about what you're feeling before you end up putting him through pain..."

Dean nodded and leaned on his father, shedding his tears and burying his face in his shoulder.

Mary headed over to the Roadhouse, grimacing as she saw Ellen outside.

"Oh, Ellen...Ellen, I'm so sorry for what Dean did to Jimmy..." She breathed, Ellen smiling weakly and inviting her best friend inside, where Mary heard sobs coming from upstairs, "Is that...?"

"Jimmy?" Ellen asked indicating the sobbing, "Yeah. That's my baby boy cryin' upstairs."

"I'm sorry my son hurt him," Mary breathed, "I'm sorry, Ellen."

"Don't apologise for Dean's behaviour, okay?" Ellen said, "Do you wanna go up and see him?"

"I...would that be wise?" Mary asked, Ellen nodding and smiling sweetly, "It might do him good."

Mary bit her lip and headed up to Jimmy's room, knocking on the door gently as her heart ached at the sound of Jimmy's tears.

"J-Jimmy...?" She began, hearing the sobs suddenly stop, "Jimmy...it's Mary...can I come in, sweetheart?"

Jimmy looked at the door, brow furrowing in confusion. What was Mary here for?

"Come...come in..." He said, Mary entering slowly with a weak smile on her face.

She took one look at the boy and sighed, moving towards him and sitting beside him.

"I'm so sorry, Jimmy..."

Oh great, the poor woman was apologising for her betraying son. He flushed with embarrassment and looked away from the woman who placed her hand over his, squeezing it a little.

"Jimmy...? Will you not look at me?"

Jimmy looked up at the mother of the boy he loved, knowing full well he couldn't take anything out on her because none of this was her fault. Was it his though? He sat up and reached out to her, the woman leaning forward and hugging him.

"I still love your son, Mary," He told her, "But I can't...I can't look at him..."

"I know." Mary said sweetly, "I know, honey. He's got a lot of making up to do, we know that...his dad's furious...and we know your twin was too..."

"Oh..."

"Yeah, we don't blame Cas for that, don't worry," She said with a soft chuckle, "Um...you'll be at school tomorrow right?"

Jimmy took a deep breath and a tear fell down his face, the young man shaking his head and rolling over.

"Thanks for coming, Mary..."

"Anytime."

Mary leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to Jimmy's temple, stroking his head softly before leaving.

"If you need anything...you can call us, okay?"

"Thanks." Jimmy mumbled, curling under the sheets and waiting until he was sure Mary had gone before he just began crying into the pillows.

This was it...tears, pain and sadness.

Even in his rage at his ex-boyfriend, he couldn't help but worry about him.

The following week, Jimmy was back to school, able to pass Dean on the corridor but still unable to look the boy in the face. Dean's heart broke every time he saw Jimmy and it took an incredible amount of strength to stop himself crying.

"Honey..." Jo said to Jimmy on the Tuesday lunchtime, exactly a week after the break-up, "Why don't you try and find someone else, you know, just date a couple of guys and see if you really like any of them. It'll help you move on."

"Come off it, Jo." Jimmy breathed, "The only person who wanted me is Dean...and we've broken up so that's it."

"Maybe not..." A voice said, Jimmy turning to see Michael Milton standing behind him, the strong, handsome blonde wearing a stunning smile on his face, "You wanna hang out later, Jimmy?"

The look in his eye told Jimmy everything he needed to know, and he just thought why not? He wasn't with Dean, Dean was sitting over there chatting up another guy, Alastair, who was this stupid, stuck up ass who thought he was better than everyone else. No-one knew what Dean saw in him really, but still...never mind. If Dean was over him so quick, he'd go out with Michael. He might even try and get laid too while he was at it. He felt himself growing angry as he glared at Dean before looking up at Michael and smiling brightly.

"Okay. Thanks, Michael, that'd be great."

If Dean wanted to see other people straight away, that was okay with Jimmy. He was hanging out with Michael, who was one of the hottest guys in school and also was gay, so that made Jimmy feel better. He could have a nice relationship with Michael, at least he had the decency to stay faithful to whoever he dated. And that's when Jimmy saw Meg, the young girl looking guilty as sin as she walked over to him.

"Jimmy..."

Michael watched as Jimmy's eyes actually filled with tears while Meg spoke to him, before he just grabbed his bag and walked out, the older boy deciding to follow to make sure he was okay. Michael really was a wonderful person, one who cared for everybody and made sure no-one was left out or upset, or ignored in anyway. That's why he was so popular. He headed out to the yard and found Jimmy sat under the tree he knew Dean and Jimmy loved to sit under.

The younger boy met his gaze and smiled weakly, Michael walking over to him and sitting beside him. God, the kid was beautiful. What on Earth was Dean thinking, hurting someone as precious as Jimmy like that? He was a kind, sweet, gentle guy, one who couldn't hurt anyone or anything, and yet he'd been betrayed and hurt in one of the worst ways possible.

"You alright?" Michael asked, Jimmy nodding in response.

"I guess...I..."

Jimmy trailed off when he felt Michael's hand on his knee, a genuine, honest smile spreading across the older boy's face. They were good friends, Jimmy and Michael. They sat next to each other in three classes and really got on well. That'd be useful for holding hands and stuff. Jimmy felt that urge he got the first time he kissed Dean and he leaned over, Michael leaning forward too and their lips met in a soft kiss. Michael deepened it, Jimmy moaning into it softly and pressing against the older teen.

"You wanna come to my place tonight?" Michael asked, "You know...just for a break from people and stuff...?"

Jimmy nodded and smiled, kissing Michael lightly again.

"Thank you."

Dean watched from the doors leading out to the yard, turning back and heading inside when he heard Alastair calling him, a single tear falling down his face.

-TBC-