*Not gunna lie, this is was more of an update than an actual chapter.*

DEAN'S POV.

I stood in front of Sam's door having a mental battle with myself on whether or not I should knock on the door or not.
After getting ice cream with Cas, I dropped him off and came home to find Sam's shoes at the door, his coat on the hook and his endless amount of homework off the table.

After a few more moments of deciding I took a deep breath and knocked on the door waiting for a response. When I didn't get one I knocked a little harder. I knew he was in there because I could hear the soft tune of some song that I didn't recognized.

I knocked with more force this time. "Sammy, come on, let me in man." I whined.

When I again got no response I placed my hand on the handle, knowing he was going to be a bitch about this.

"I hope you don't have a girl in there Sam, cause I'm about to come in!" I chuckled nervously.

I opened the door with out much trouble to see Sam on his computer with his back turned to me. He was writing something that I could quite see at this distance. His homework was scattered all over his desk and bed, his hair was a mess and he was in a pair of grey sweat pants and a simple blue shirt

"Hey man, are- are you okay?" I asked gently taking a step into his room.

Sam slowly turned around and I couldn't help but gasp. His face. It looked as if he had been hit by a two by four over and over. How could I have done that? I had done that. How could he even see out of his eye!? It was then the guilt started to suffocate me. What the fuck was wrong with me why would I do that to him? And then have the nerve to ignore him and not worry about him. I couldn't breath.

"I am so so sorry Sam." I whispered my eye locked on his bloodshot one.

"It's.. I can't.." Sam sucked in a breath. "Ju- just go away Dean." He mumbled looking down with anguish pooling in his dark eyes.

I felt like I had just received a blow to the gut.

"O-okay." I said prying my eyes off his and looking down. Sam nodded slightly before turning back his computer.

I turned around and let my hand ghost over the door handle. "Bobby wanted me to tell you that you're going to make honor roll." I whispered before yanking the door open and practically running out of the room.

NOT THE SAM/DEAN YOU GUYS WANTED IM AM SORRY BUT THAT'LL COME IN TIME

Okay this was short, so very short, BUT I'M WORKING ON THE NEXT PART RIGHT Now and it should be done in a few hours! :D I just wanted SOMETHING out for you guys and as soon as I could.

Updates are probably going to be more frequent now. One of the courses I'm taking is dance and it was most of the homework I had but I sprained my ankle. It sucks because I love dance and I love being active but now I need to take some time off. So, I guess what I'm saying is that I should have a lot of free time on my hands now. I would have updated sooner today but I slept for most of the day so I am sorry. I'm taking tomorrow off so expect a long chapter up tomorrow.

I didn't want to explain Sam's face again because its pretty much the same and I gross myself out and make myself cringe when I do lol.(I've never had a broken face like that so I look up pictures on google images and then just basically describe them. Think of it as copy and pasting.)
Again sorry for the long authors note.

Question for today: Do the long authors notes piss you guys off? Do you want me to make them smaller or no authors not at all (I can do that.)