He didn't mean it. The words came tumbling out before he could stop them. Sam recoiled as if he kicked him. Why wouldn't he? They were the same damn words Dad said right before Sam split.
Old wounds split open, oozing bitterness, and seeping resentment.
Four years. His brother spent four years at Stanford. Didn't send a note, a card or even a text. He went to classes, attended parties, and even moved in with a girl. All without saying anything to him about it. He wouldn't have said anything about it, Dean thought as he stared into his brother's eyes.
No, Sam kept it a secret until Dean went there to ask him to help find Dad.
His brother believed he didn't trust him.
Why should he?
His brother had a habit of lying and running away.
Still, Dean felt a small glimmer of hope when a flicker of indecision crossed Sam's face. Maybe having Dad's words thrown at him would snap him back to reality. Make him see he was becoming exactly what Dad feared.
That hope got dashed when Sammy simply turned and walked out the door.
A/N: Hello, all! Hope this finds you well!
This is tagged to episode 04x21