Well here's chapter four. I'm definitely not a fan of this chapter. I need feedback.
Night was just as worse as day. Sam was afraid to fall asleep. He didn't know what his brother might do if left unattended so he quietly stayed up and watched over him similarly to how Dean would watch over Sam. He'd heard what Dean had said earlier something about Dean leaving permanently although Sam wasn't sure to what extreme he'd meant he wasn't going to fall asleep and have Dean slip away.
Morning came just as it did every day. Sam was still sitting wide awake in the bed parallel to Deans. I could go out and grab some breakfast for us... no fuck if he woke up and I was gone. I shouldn't leave him alone anyway I'll just have to wait for him to wake up on his own.
Sam lied back into his bed for a couple minutes before getting up and sneaking off into the bathroom. Sam needed a moment to call his friend at Standford and explain he'd be gone longer than expected. He also needed to apologize for "borrowing" his car with his knowledge.
Sam had been on the phone about fifteen minutes before Dean finally awoke.
Like so many times before Dean woke up expecting to see Sammy in the bed beside him. He frantically looked around the room. No! Not this time. He was here! Not again! I can't go through another day like this. This is all it took for Deans heart to completely shatter. Dean laid mostly still, besides the slight tremble of his body, crying silently to himself. I can't do this without my brother. "S-am" Deans breath hitched. He's really not here. He was never here.
It only took Sam another three minutes of pointless explanation before he gave up and hung up. Exciting the bathroom Sam saw Dean was still sound asleep.
It's already past ten. Waking him up would be best.
He approached Deans bed as he had always done but stopped once he noticed the slight trembling of his brothers body. "Dean...?"
Dean shot straight up in his bed tears falling freely from his bloodshot eyes. "Yo-u're here?..." Dean squeaked. "When...?"
Sam gently sat beside his big brother wrapping a comforting arm around his shoulders. "Yeah, I'm here. I got here yesterday. You remember De?"
Huh, that old nickname really Sam?
"Y-eah but I woke up and you weren't here...just like all the other times I woke up expecting to see you." Dean gave a sad chuckle. "Just like I'd dreamt before."
Dean maneuvered himself to sit on the edge of the bed. Rubbing his hand on his forehead down to his mouth. "Well come on man you hungry Sam?" Smooth Dean change the subject get screamed at and get abandoned later Dean thought.
Dean stood. "Give me like five to shower and then we can go." He shot Sam a faint smile before closing the bathroom door.
Sam was left alone sitting on Dean's bed. Guess I'll just get dressed and wait? Sam dressed in a pair of clothes he'd managed to pack before leaving.
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Dean closed the door then clasped on the closed lid of the toilet seat. Fuck. What the fuck am I doing? Three minutes later Dean forced himself up and turned on the shower. Make this quick like you promised.
Undressing quickly Dean got into the shower. His eyes welled up with fresh tears. "YOU'RE A WINCHESTER GODDAMNIT NO ONE HAS TIME FOR TEARS!" Dean could hear his father voice yell inside his head.
Dean washed and dressed quickly. Exciting the bathroom Dean saw Sam sitting on his bed waiting.
The first thing Sam noticed was the bloodshot. "You get soap in your eye?" Sam tried to joke fully aware of Dean sobbing in the shower.
"Huh?" Dean jerked his head up and stared at his brother. "I said Did you get soap in your eye?"
Not understanding what Sam was trying to do Dean spoke "Yeah?"
"Okay... let's go" Sam slapped the top of his legs as he stood.
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Breakfast was uneventful. Dean had refused to finish his entire meal saying he wasn't hungry after he'd only had one-fourth of his plate. Sam watched in concern Dean was skinny and had obviously not been eating regularly. Sam didn't want to force food into his brother fearing it'd make him sick.
It didn't seem to matter, however, Dean had to pull over on their way back and expel the food.
"Dean let me drive the rest of the way."
"Why would I do that?"
Sam sighed "You obviously don't feel well Dean let me drive."
"No, I'm fine." Dean stood up with a wave of dizziness nearly falling over if it wasn't for Sam he would've.
"Fuck you I'm driving." Dean pushed himself out of Sam's grip.
"No, Dean absolutely not. You'll get us fucking killed."
"YOU WALK THEN I'LL JUST GET MYSELF KILLED!"
Sam stood in place for a second registering Deans words. What the fuck? How can his moods go from zero to one hundred so quickly and unnecessarily?
"Dean, please. Just give me the keys!" Sam ran to catch up with Dean. It was too late. Everything happened so quickly one minute Sams on the side of the road watching his brother puke all over the grass and the next he's left on the side of the road.
Sam walked along the side of the road for a couple minutes before the Impala came back into view.
Dean stopped where Sam was swinging his door open.
"I'm sorry Sam." Dean was sobbing. "I shouldn't have left you like that."
"Forget about it Dean...lets just go."
Should I try and end this in chapter five or continue as long as I feel necessary? If you want me to finish it in chapter five the chapter will probably be longer than the previous chapters.