Part 3
Summary: The phone isn't the same phone, but feelings always stay…
Disclaimer: I don't own them, though I do want to kidnap Dean to my own pet. Can I?
Beta: Blame it on me.
Dean POV'
I call him every single hour; curse him for not picking up the phone to speak with me.
'Am I nothing to him? I always care about him…' I sadly thought.
'Remember Dean, no chick-flick moment…' I remembered to myself, and yet I could felt betrayed by my own brother, that I took and care since mom died, and I receive no 'thank you Dean…' nothing.
'What gave him the right to leave me alone with dad?' I thought, as I am still angry.
I drive after him and his girlfriend, my guess that she was just chick that he collects from the street, and that he no longer needs me, needs his older brother to keep him safe.
I try to call him again, but he still didn't answer the call, and that's started to freak me out.
'God… I'm going to kill him…' I mumbled.
I was nothing to him, as my childhood that I spent with him.
It all a damn lies.
TBC…