"I should've ended myself a long time ago" Sam let out a sob "But I thought you would've wanted me to try to go on, so I didn't and here we are." Sam placed his hands around the hand Dean held the gun in and pressed the gun tighter to his neck as his hands encouraged Dean to squeeze harder on the trigger.
"Go on Dean, pull the trigger." A sinister voice hissed. "You kill evil monsters, He's always been an evil monster. He's a pathetic, WORTHLESS excuse of a brother and you know it. Think of all the times he's abandoned you. Of all the times he's disapointed you. He'll NEVER be good enough Dean, he'll NEVER be anything even close to what you want or need in a brother. We both know he's to selfish to care about you Dean. He's NEVER been worth all that you've lost because of him. Kill him Dean. Free yourself from him before his existence takes even more away from you."
Dean had no idea why he was thinking these things. WHY he'd said all those things to Sam and his heart was shattering at the look in Sam's eyes..
