It's only halfway through dinner and Dean's already done with both his meal and Lisa's attitude. All she's done tonight is constantly remind him about how angry she is that Dean missed their one year anniversary date for Sam and Jess. And when Lisa's not complaining, she's been going on her phone and texting someone. Dean sighs. Apparently taking her to one of the fanciest and most expensive restaurants as a make up date was not good enough. Suddenly, he remembered the box of chocolates he had got her and dug it out of his bag. "Hey Lisa." Dean said, snapping her out of her phone conversation. "What?" Lisa snaps, clearly agitated from being pulled away from her texting. Dean's smile faltered. He suddenly saw how the woman in front of him has changed so much from the girl he had met in university. She had changed so much, both physically and mentally. The girl he had a been afraid to ask out was a shy, awkward, but sweet girl who was a healthy weight and wore almost no makeup. The lady sitting across him was a whiny, fake, and snobby woman who had lost an unhealthy amount of weight and caked her face with too much makeup. This is not the girl he fell in love with. Dean realised that he wasn't in love with Lisa anymore, or if he ever was truly in love with her. "What?" Lisa repeated, and Dean was drawn back to the real world. "I got you a gift." he replied and Lisa's face lit up. He pulled out the box of chocolates and her face fell. "Is this a joke?" she demanded, glaring at the chocolate box. "No it isn't. What did you expect?" he retorted. "A diamond necklace, or opal earrings? Not some crappy box of chocolates!" Lisa snarled. "You ditched me on our one year anniversary for Sam and Jess! That is such a pathetic excuse!" she said angrily, her voice beginning to rise. They were beginning to attract attention from other customers.
And you're a pathetic excuse for a girlfriend. Dean thought but didn't say out loud. "Oh I'm sorry. Should I have told my brother that I couldn't help with his wife's baby because of some date?" he asked sarcastically, his temper rising with every comment she made. "Well, what kind of a boyfriend-" Lisa started to yell back when her phone suddenly buzzed with a new text. Seeing how Lisa's phone was still open in a chat, Dean picked it up quickly, despite Lisa's futile attempts to get it back. Standing up, Dean began reading the messages aloud, in a voice loud enough for most to hear.
Chris: hey baby, last night was great. next time at my place? ;)
Lisa: kk be there 2night when he's asleep
Chris: can't wait
Chris: ;)
Lisa: hold on brb
Cas walks out of the kitchen to see what all the commotion is about and joins a small crowd of onlookers. He hears all of the disgusting texts Chris and Lisa have been sending to each other behind Dean's back. He knew that Lisa wasn't exactly the poster girl for the perfect girlfriend, but to stoop this low? From what he'd seen, Dean was a good boyfriend whose only crime was that he ditched his one year anniversary with Lisa to help with a family emergency. It was a valid reason and Cas understood why he went to help his brother out. Family first, right? But it seemed like this whole fight started because of that. Dean definitely didn't deserve to be cheated on. Lisa, for her part, at least had the decency to look ashamed while she was desperately trying to get her phone back.
As soon as Dean finished reading the last text, he angrily threw the phone back to Lisa. He gave her a disbelieving look. "How long has this been going on for?" he asked quietly. Lisa tried to act casual to hide her humiliation by pretending to scroll through her Instagram feed. "How long?" Dean shouted, furious. The crowd of onlookers fell silent and she looked up nervously. "Four months." she answered, her voice barely a whisper. Dean shook his head, disgusted. "We're done." he said, his voice not wavering and his fists clenching. Lisa picked up her handbag and all but ran out of the restaurant, her face burning. The crowd started to boo after her and someone threw a balled up napkin at her.
"What are you all looking at?" Dean growled at the unwanted audience. The crowd quickly dispersed but Cas remained where he was. He hurried towards Dean. "Dean, I am so sorry." he said. Dean just shook his head angrily and stormed out of the restaurant. Castiel understood the fact that Dean wanted to be alone and didn't try to follow him. The rest of his shift continued normally but the thought of what happened to Dean remained in his mind the whole time. His shift ended at ten thirty and he bid goodbye to Corbett and Balthazar before grabbing his trench coat and walking out the back exit.
As he pulled on the other sleeve of his trench coat, Cas noticed a huddled figure squatting by the dumpster. The figure didn't seem to notice Castiel and lifted up a bottle to their lips. The light shone on the bottle long enough for Cas to recognise it as a bottle of Merlot. "Dean?"
