Mistaken Trust
Part Two
The truly scary thing about undiscovered lies is that they have a greater capacity to diminish us than exposed ones. They erode our strength, our self-esteem, our very foundation. The truly scary thing about undiscovered lies is that they have a greater capacity to weaken us than exposed ones. They take a part away from one's soul, as if it were fading away like a beautiful flower in a deep, dark sea of blackness.
The thing is, is that Jensen doesn't feel like a flower; he feels like a piece of trash wrapped around a turtle's neck, suffocating it and just plain out demolishing it. But Jensen didn't do anything wrong, at least he didn't think he did. He sure as hell wasn't the one sleeping with his best friend in his fiancé's house. But he sure was the poor, pathetic little girl who ran out of his own house after he couldn't handle a little heartbreak. He's that person who went straight to his best friend's house, bawling out uncontrollably in the car ride. He quickly got his phone out of his jacket, shaking as he dialed his friend's number.
"Do you have any fucking idea what time it is?" Chris mumbled tiredly into the phone.
"Chris," Jensen sobbed out, trying to conceal his raw emotion from his voice. He heard some shuffling in the background before Chris answered.
"What's wrong, Jen?" Chris asked seriously, his voice sounding wide awake and slightly worried.
"I'm heading up to your house. I need you and Danni," He croaked, his voice quivering. "It's Jared."
Chris mumbled a curse before telling him to come right in. Jensen heard Danni ask Chris a quick "What's wrong?"
"See you in five," Jensen finished, ending the call and throwing his phone in the back seat. He grabbed hold of the steering wheel, speeding up as he glared at the road. The image of his fiancé and Brock together is imprinted in his mind, the look of passion on Jared's face as it morphed into shock and horror at seeing Jensen in the doorway.
Jensen shook his head, cursing himself as angry tears blurred his vision. He just shook it off, and sped up more, the engine of his car roaring to life as he slowly died inside.
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He was always told by his mama about how one lie could question all the truths. How lies would always be bitter in the end no matter how sweet the beginning was.
When Jensen walked through the door, his mind froze. Realization flooded through his body like an ice shower, rinsing all the heat away, leaving a cold shell left.
He had pulled himself out of Brock while calling Jensen's name with desperation, but he knew it was no use. Jensen was long gone.
"Dude, you're welcome," Brock said smugly, fist bumping Jared's shoulder.
Jared looked at him for a second, his face tense, before throwing the wrong green eyed man off him, a spark of satisfaction lit him up as he landed hard on the floor with a thud.
"You're welcome? You practically date raped me!" Jared shouted, grabbing his clothing from the ground.
"Uh, hardly! I saved you, dumbass. You needed an out from your relationship with Jensen, and I gave you one. So, yeah, you're welcome!" Brock scoffed, wincing as he stood up. What he didn't expect was to be knocked back on his ass by Jared's fist.
"You're right; I'm a huge dumbass. 'Cause I waste my time on piece of trash."Jared shouted, throwing Brock's clothing at him. "GET OUT."
Brock didn't need to be told twice. He sprinted out to his car, not looking back as he slammed the door to the house.
"Fuck!" Jared shouted, wobbling to his and Jensen's room. Being drunk enough to mistake his future husband who probably isn't his future husband anymore for his best friend who isn't his best friend anymore really sucked.
'Fuck,' Jared thought, before passing out on the floor, a faint whisper of 'Jensen' before everything went dark.
~()~
"What the fuck, Chris? Why would there be a problem with Jensen and Jared? I mean, we're talking about JensenandJared, here. What exactly did Jen say?" Danneel asked, awed by the newfound information Chris was handing her.
"I dunno, Dani. He just said the problem was Jared. Fuck, it's been forever since he sounded so… I dunno. Broken? He sounded like he swallowed shards of glass. Jen's the strongest person I know; all the shit he's been put through… I swear, if Padalecki did something, I'll gorge his fucki –"
" – Chris! We're talking about Jared here! Jared wouldn't hurt a fly, much less Jensen!" Danneel bursted, her brown eyes wide at the thought. Jared would never, ever hurt Jen.
Never.
"I just don't know what to think. Jen, man. He's my best friend, and he's been put through so much shit already. He can't afford to be put through another heartbreak or mental breakdown again. There's no telling how this'll end up for him. There are things… Things that he hasn't told anyone about besides me," Chris admitted, sniffling as his blue steel eyes grew watery.
"Chris, what happened?" She asked, sitting on his lap and hugging him around his neck. She's never seen her boyfriend so torn up about something. But with Jensen… Jensen was like his little brother.
"After Jeff happened, Jen started to think that he was damaged goods. He didn't think he'd find anyone new and that no one would want him. He started to shut all his friends out, including me. He started to treat me like crap and like I was the most annoying thing. I had been trying to help him with everything, ya know? Food, a place to stay, a job, clothing… I was basically mothering him. He got so sick of it and pushed me over the edge. I –" Chris whispered all of a sudden, a small tear rolling down his face. Dani shook her head, her own eyes tearing up at Chris's story.
"I called him a "Good for nothing piece of shit" and slammed my hand on his table," He finally echoed out, shaking his head. "I knew, fuck, I knew what it would do to him, but I just didn't think. I was so angry and fed up I just…" Chris released a sob, running his hands through his soft hair.
"Chris, what happened after that?" Danneel asked softly, rubbing circles in his tense shoulder blades.
"I drove him off the edge. He started to tear up and he even flinched when I held a hand out to him. He ran to the restroom with his tail between his legs and locked the door, whispering something I couldn't understand. He… He took a razor blade to his wrist and cut himself. By the time I kicked down the door, he was.. God, there was so much fucking blood, he was on the brink of death. I had rushed him out of the apartment and handed him off to the ambulance. H-he flat lined in the ambulance twice, Dani. Fuck, it was all because I couldn't keep my anger in order," He admitted, his body shaking as he shed tears.
Danneel had silent tears streaming down her horror struck face, trying to keep her breathing regular.
The Jensen she knows is the man whose always there when you need a shoulder to cry on. He's was there to give you advice, rant to, and just plain out trust with anything. She's known him for being strong, not for trying to end his life or having multiple mental breakdowns. Who the fuck was that person?
"Chris," Danneel tried. Her boyfriend wouldn't meet her eyes. "Chris! This wasn't your fault! You didn't cut Jensen's wrists, Jen did. You just tried –"
"Tried to what, Dani?"Chris thundered out, his temper rising. "Tried to drive him to kill himself? Yeah, I sure as hell did that!"
Dani shook her head, drying her tears as she slipped off his lap. She heard his cell phone go off underneath her pillow. She slowly walked over to the other side of the bed, answering the phone with a quick hello.
Chris chuckled humorlessly before he heard Danneel gasp, then release a blood-curdling scream. With his heart caught in his throat, Chirs flipped around to witness Danneel covering her mouth, the phone still to her ear, with hard sobs rocking her body and hot tears spilling down her face.
Authors Note: Sorry, I did it again. With the Angst, I mean. It's just so much fun to write! And read. THANK YOU! You have no idea how amazing the response I've gotten back! Thank y'all so much! (Excuse my Texan language.) I decided to make this fic a bit longer, so THIS IS NOT THE END. Just wait till Jared finds out….. ;)