Part of you wanted to run to him. Hug him and tell him you forgive him, but the minute that night flashed in your mind again you glared at him and ran off to the room Jody gave you. "Y/N please wait!" he called following after you. You ran in and slammed and locked the door. A few seconds later Dean was knocking on it and calling your name.

"Y/N please," he pleaded.

"Go away Dean," you said.

"Let me explain please," you said. You snapped. You unlocked it and flung the door open. Dean was a little taken back by the anger in your eyes.

"Explain what Dean?" you asked, "that after we had a fight you went to the bar while I cried my eyes out for two hours on a cold bus stop bench?! or that while I was buying a pie hoping to share it with you and maybe we could make up you were banging some bar whore in our fucking hotel room?! Is that what you wanna explain?!".

"Y/N, I was drunk," he tried to reason, "it was a mistake,".

"No Dean," you said, "it was a choice. I don't care if you were drunk. You knew you had a girlfriend and that didn't stop you from bringing her to our room and fucking her in the bed we shared!. Dean, did you even think about me? Did you even care?".

"Y/N," he said struggling to come up anything to say, "I guess at the moment I just wanted to hurt you,". You nodded.

"Well you yelled at me for saving your ass, you called me a bitch, and then the icing on the fucking cake you slept with someone else," you listed off, "congratulations Dean, you broke my heart,".

"Y/N," he said trying to hug you, but you backed up.

"Don't touch me, Dean," you warned him.

"Y/N I know you're angry and I hurt you, but please," he tried to plead one more time, "lets talk. I don't wanna lose you,".

"You don't wanna lose me?" you asked and laughed, "You don't wanna lose me?". He nodded before you suddenly slapped him as hard as you could across the face. He looked shocked. "You lost me the minute you slid into bed with another woman Dean. How am I supposed to trust you?". Dean just stared at you. Feeling yourself start to break you ran back into your room.

A little while later the boys were sitting on the porch with Jody. Dean looked lost. He knew he screwed up and now he was scared he was gonna lose you. "Dean?" Jody called.

"I'm fine," he said, but everyone knew it was a total lie.

"Give her some time Dean," Jody said, "I'm sure once the dust settles she'll be more willing to talk,".

"I should have known I would hurt her," he said, "nothing good ever lasts for me,".

"I'm gonna order pizza," Jody said, "you boys need to eat and you're staying here tonight,". A few moments later you were just sitting in the room replaying what happened. Even though you knew he deserved it you felt bad for actually hitting Dean. You never wanted to physically hurt him. Hell despite what he's done to you you didn't want to emotionally hurt him. A knock on the door brought you out of your thoughts. "It's Sam," you heard the younger Winchester say. You got up and opened the door letting him in.

"Hi Sam," you said sitting back on your bed as he closed the door. You noticed he had a plate and a soda in his hands.

"Jody ordered pizza," he said, "she had me bring yours to you,".

"Thanks, Sam," you said taking the plate. The smell of the pizza reminding you just how hungry you actually were.

"You should know Jody is making us stay here tonight," Sam informed you.

"Awesome," you said, "I'm surprised he even came looking for me,". Sam sighed.

"Y/N, I know he hurt you and what he did was wrong," Sam started, "but you need to know he's been beating the hell out of himself for it all day,".

"Really?" you asked.

"He did something wrong, but Y/N just please talk to him,".

"I'll think about it Sammy," you said. He smiled and kissed your forehead before leaving the room. You sat there and picked at your pizza as you thought about what Sam said. Should you talk to Dean? Maybe give him another shot? Despite everything you knew full well you still loved him. You heard laughing outside. You stood up and walked over to your window and peeked out. Everyone was gathered around a picnic table eating and talking. Except Dean. He was standing against a tree just watching as he nursed a beer. He looked up and saw you, but you quickly stepped away from the window.