-1As soon as they walked through the front door, Dean realised his grip from Sam. Making Sam fall to the ground, Dean to lean on.
"Next time give me a warning before you do that!" Sam cried to Dean, Dean merely shrugged and continued walking away towards his room. John was still out, which Sam was extremely grateful for. Sam got back up and made his way towards his own room.
"Oh and next time Dean, don't bother waking me up!"
"I won't" Came the reply. Of course Dean wouldn't, he didn't do it today. Sam laid down on his bed sighing, he was thinking of how to get that boy back. Sam hated bullies, always thinking they were better then everyone else…so did Dean but sometimes Dean did act like the bully.
He really had no idea at the current time being of how to get that guy back, no idea seemed to automatically form in his head like it always did when he got picked on. Sam unzipped his bag and brought out his homework, Sam always loved to do his homework. While he worked on maths problems his mind would wonder, on nothing in particular though. Just certain things that Sam thought to be important. At eight, John returned with dinner. Dean came out of his room, when he heard the front opening.
"Hey Dad, have fun?" Dean said, a small smile on his face.
"Shut up Dean. How are you Sammy?" John turned his attention towards Sam. Sam looked at the ground.
"I'm okay" John knew Sam wasn't, he had been acting strangely lately.
"Dean, can you go to your room for a moment please?" John asked Dean kindly.
"But-" Dean began.
"Now Dean, I need to talk to Sam"
"Whatever" Dean answered in a very teenager way. Dean walked off into his room, slamming his door shut behind him. John turned to Sam.
"Now, Sam. What's wrong? And where did you get those bruises from? Did a kid pick a fight with you at school?"
"I'm fine really…I just got into a fight, I didn't start it either! It was some yr seven-er" Sam responded, looking up at John
"You can't just let people push you around Sammy, You have the right to stand up for yourself" John said knowing all to well that if Sam got into a fight, he wouldn't usually fight back.
"I know that, he grabbed me from behind. I'm sorry Dad" Sam apologized. John put his hand on Sam's shoulder.
"You don't have to be sorry…so you gonna get the kid back?"
"Yeah! Oh I mean no" Sam said with a smirk. John just shook his head, not bothering to hide the smile that could easily be seen.
"You going to be okay though kiddo?" John asked, his smile vanished.
"I'll live"
"Alright" John said straightening up. "Dean! You can come out now" Dean's door opened slowly, and out came a rather angry Dean.
"Dean, What's wrong?" John asked, unsure what was going on with his eldest son. Dean didn't look at John though, his eyes were glued to Sam. Pure hatred, Sam knew that was what Dean was feeling though not sure why.
"You killed her! It's your fault! If you weren't born then she'd be here now! It's all your fault! I hate you!" Dean yelled, he walked up to Sam and punched him in the nose. Sam fell to the ground.
"What's wrong with you!?" Sam yelled back to Dean. "I didn't do anything! I was six mouths old. How could you say I was the one who killed her?! Don't blame me!" Sam yelled back, he stood up glaring at Dean who was going to throw another punch. John restrained Dean.
"What's wrong with you Dean!? Calm down!" John ordered, though wasn't being listened to. Dean struggled, trying to get at Sam.
"Let me go!" Dean yelled to John.
"Not until you calm down…" John waited for him to calm down though Dean didn't. Dean tried to take John but was instead pinned to the ground.
"Dean. Stop it now!" John didn't want to hurt Dean, he knew the death of Mary was the reason for this pointless fighting.
"It's not fair!" Dean yelled out, tears streaming down his face. John got off Dean and pulled him into a hug.
"It's okay Dean" John soothed. Dean pulled roughly away from John and ran to his room, locking the door behind him. Though Dean knew it wouldn't be much good, John was a expert at lock picking. John let out a heavy sigh and turned to Sam, who had a bloody nose and tears beginning to slowly make there way down his face.
"Sammy-"John started, Sam quickly glanced at John before running to his own room. This was the first time Dean accused Sam and emotionally and physically hurt Sam, this wasn't the brother that Sam wanted.
Note: Thanks for all the reviews. This one's hard to write, with Dean being mean and all, hope everyone likes it so far though.
