Sam Winchester Imagines

Imagine: Ignored- Part 2

"You know what the real issue is here?" You growled and dropped you head. "I'm fucking TIRED of people online, I'm tired of Castiel only checking on me, like he gives a fuck- that winged ba-"

"(Y/N), you know that I can hear you right?" You literally screamed and dropped onto the water bed once more, ready to poke holes through it.

"Hey! We need to discuss this. Social media isn't the only problem here, I can clearly see that!" Sam sat down on the bed and began to rub your back.

"I just miss those days when we were kids, you know? No hunting...best friends." 
"But we still are best friends, I love you more than anything, you know that. So why the hell would you think I'm ignoring you?"

"I don't know, okay? My mind plays goddamn tricks on me! I'm just...tired."

Sam and Castiel exchanged looks. "Well...we can't help until we know the root of the problem. Talk to us.

"I-I Don't know what to say. I'm a mess." Sam sighs. "We're all messes in our own way. Come on, now. You're not the only one with problems. I thought I was thinking I was heading home to see that the incredible (Y/N) made us dinner. But unfortunately, I came home to this. Now tell me, what can I do for you? I'd love to help." 

"Fine. I just hate being alone, I crave to have someone around. It isn't okay, leaving me here all the time. I'm just.. lonely. Being here drives me insane with no social interaction."

"That's the problem? (Y/N), I can..well, we can fix that. Only if you're willing to help yourself first?"

Was he being serious?

"Help myself? How in the hell am I supposed to do that? I'm clearly crazy...I can't even get out of bed to pee half the time."

Sam scoffed and plopped down on the water bed, having a strong feeling they were going to be there for a while.

"Really? What you need to do, is force yourself to get up. Not just to go to the bathroom. Anything." Sam smiles warmly and rubs your back.

"I don't want to." You grunt and roll over to look over at the younger Winchester.

"You have to, okay? For me. I'm gonna make sure of it. No more..will you have to feel ignored. I promise. I will be here with you as much as possible. If I cannot be here physically. Just know...I am in here.." Sam points to his head.

"Right. Just don't stick Dean on me. Okay? I beg of you."

Sam and you exchanged looks, then busted out laughing.

"I will not. I promise." Winking at you, your heart fluttered.

"Thank you...you made me feel so much better."

He smirks a tad and winks at you.

"So, how about the dinner?"

"Yes. Tacos. Hopefully Dean won't say they taste funny this time..."
You rolled your eyes, shoving him gently, then erupted into hysterical laughter.

"That's the (Y/N) I know. Let's keep her here...with us."

"I'll try my best. Really."

"That's all that matters."