Don't Hate Me
AN: Yes poor Sammy:( I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I forgot to do this in the previous chapter. Trust me if I owned "Supernatural" the boys would be ALL over each other;)
Warning: Underage wincest,underage drinking
What the hell did I just do? I just kissed Dean, my big brother who took care of me since I could remember. I know it's wrong but it felt right. When I ran out of the house I could hear Dean yelling for me, and he was getting closer. He's coming after me! I have to get out of here. He just can't find me. I don't know how long I've been running but it must have been a while because by the time I know it I'm already in town. My legs were burning and I think I lost him.
I saw an alley in between two buildings and decide to hide there. Crouching down my adrenalin slowed and everything came crashing down upon me. Tears were streaming down my face and I buried my face in my hands. I just did the most idiotic thing I have ever done, maybe I can convince Dean that it was just the heat of the moment an-
"Hey kid, you lost?" called a man who appeared in front of me out of no where
I jumped and shot my eyes up at the man standing in front of me. Where did he come from? I swear I didn't even hear him walk by.
"Hey!" the man yelled "You alright? Looks like you've been crying. You hurt or somethin'?"
I struggled to keep my voice steady "N-no I'm fine" I said looking this guy over. He looked about twenty or thirty. Blue eyes with short messy black hair, he sounds like he got an accent. Irish maybe? "I'm just…sitting" I finished lamely blushing a little
He sniggered "Oh, so you just happened to be sitting here crying behind a bar?
Blinking I asked "Bar?" then I looked to the side to see he was right. To my left there was a small building with flashing lights that said "Shooting Saints" then I noticed how dark it was and how much I was shivering. How long was I out here? I must have been here for hours! The guy was saying something but I wasn't really paying attention. "Um, sorry can you say that again?"
He just rolled his eyes "I said you got a name kid? M' name is Tyler. Tyler Reedus" he said offering a hand to me so I could get up. I took it and pulled myself up.
"I'm Sam Winchester. I guess I got lost" I said getting a little nervous now. I'm a 15 year old kid behind an alley with a man that I just met about 5 minutes ago alone. He has at least 40 pounds on me.
He noticed my discomfort then his eyes widened a little "Whoa m' not gonna hurt you ki-Sam! Just wanted to get you outta here y'know? This isn't a place for a kid." He looked a little lost in thought for a moment, he looked a bit sad actually. "Well you look like you need a drink. My treat"
I should tell him I'm underage but I feel like having a drink right about now after everything that happened. I just wanted everything to go away. Nodding slowly I said "Yeah thanks. But I'm not really comfortable drinking in a bar full of people right now so can we just go to a store and get the drinks from there? Go somewhere else to drink?" I might be pushing my luck but I don't want to be somewhere where Dean can find me. Should I call him? He must be worried. Or not since what just happened.
Tyler just nodded and said "Yeah sure, I'm staying at a motel not so far from here. Come on my ride is down here."
Next thing I know I'm on my fourth bottle and already losing it. Tyler already finished a case but he doesn't even look fazed from it. Like he's used to it. The motel he was staying at has a king sized bed, a coffee table and couple other things like a normal motel room would look like. He was on the edge of the bed and I was sitting, well almost lying on the floor next to the bed. I wonder what Dean is doing right now. Is he looking for me? I wonder what he's thinking right now. Even though I kissed him he didn't actually look angry at me. More like surprised and maybe even happy?" No. No that can't be it. He should be furious right now. Did he stop looking for me? Does he even care? I could already feel my tears just from thinking of him not loving me anymore. I was so distracted that I almost missed what Tyler was saying.
"Hey! It looks like you're going to start crying again. Is it about what happened before I found you? Yeah that's right! What happened anyway? Hey hey don't start crying- come on now!" Yup I'm so drunk right now, too emotional. Just from remembering what happened between me and Dean is making me brawl. I felt an arm wrap around hesitantly around my shoulders and he tried to comfort me. "It can't be that bad right? Did your girl break up with you or somethin? Got kicked out by the old man? I've been through that too okay? It's going to pass, trust me" he tried to say soothingly.
My sobs were coming out uncontrollable right now. I can't hold it in right now. I lost Dean, my big brother all because of my stupid crush that I should have gotten rid of years ago. I buried my face into Tyler's chest and kept saying "Dean Dean Dean" over and over again. I spilled everything except the fact that Dean was my brother. I felt him stiffen and I thought that I finally crossed the line but he just patted me on the back and said "Hey it's going to be alright. This uh Dean guy? Yeah uh well he don't know what he's missing okay? Your um cute and stuff I guess? Wait sorry this is kind of weird, I don't swing that way and-" he got cut off when a broken laugh left my throat.
Tyler's a good guy. He knows I'm gay but he doesn't just freak out like a normal guy would. He's actually trying to help me. I cleared my throat a little but my voice still comes out like I cried a lot today "Th-that's okay Ty. I did something stupid and I….I just don't want to talk about it okay?" I said my voice cracking a little at the end.
He just nodded his head and said "Why don't you just take the bed? Its late out and you're going to have a killer hangover tomorrow. I'll take the floor and you can take the bed. I'm not as hammered as you is that alright?" he said slowly like he was making sure I knew what he was saying. Too tired to speak I just nodded and crawled up onto the bed but I could've sworn my phone was ringing. Too much thinking is killing me right now so I decide to just shut down.
It's too dark out but I felt an arm wrap around my waist pulling me in closer, warm breath giving me shivers down my spine. My eyes shot open and I tried to get out of this man's strong grip but I couldn't break it. But the voice that came out from the body next to me froze me in my tracks.
"Sam, go back to sleep already" Dean said while pulling me in closer. I felt him snuggle in between the crook of my neck and felt him kiss the spot bellow my jaw. He snaked his hand over my bare hip to my stomach and he just stroked it over and over again trying to calm me down.
'Oh my god, oh my god what's going on?' was the thought that was running through my head. This can't be Dean, why would he be in bed with me at all? This must be a dream. "D-Dean, why are you here?" I said twisting my body around so that I could face him.
He chuckled and just stroked my face softly and said "After what we just did I wouldn't want you to wake up alone" and then I noticed that we were both naked. I felt my face get hot "O-oh."
Then he trailed his hand lower down my body. I gasped when his cold hand trailed over my nipple and I heard him chuckle again. His head bent down to my neck and he bit down. Moaning I tried to push him away but then he started to nibble down my chest. I tried to stifle another moan when he licked at my left nipple while his fingers rubbed and squeezed my other one.
"Mmm Deann" I kept moaning like a little whore. I was already getting hard.
"You are so cute Sammy, all mine." He said kissing, licking, and nibbling lower and lower down my body right over my erection
"Ah! Dean more, more!" I moaned louder. He moved himself in between my legs while spreading my thighs open wider.
"What do you want me to do Sammy? Come on, tell your big brother" he said kissing my inner thighs. "Want me to give little Sammy attention? Mmmm how about your naughty little hole?" now I felt his tongue licking around the ring of my entrance.
"Ohhh Deannnn" I moaned louder than before. My face was steaming "Nooo Dean that spot there is dirty and embarrassing"
"Then I have to clean you up right?" he smirked while plunging his tongue inside of me "Sammy, Sam, SAM!"
I woke up with a start and saw Dean yelling at me while holding Tyler up against the motel room's wall with his hand wrapped around his throat. Tyler looked like he was hung over but scared for his life. I shot myself up from the bed but that was NOT a good idea. I have the most mind splitting headache and the enormous urge to get sick, all over the place. What the hell is going on?
Yes and I end it like that! For those who reviewed and put this story on alert mode, thank you very much! And I hope you guys like the chapter. Once again suggestions are still welcomed:) Tyler Reedus isn't really based on anyone. I just needed someone there for Sam. But this is still a Dean/Sam fic. Tyler is just a friend.