Imaginary Lover

Chapter 14

A/N- First off, thank you so much for getting this story to over 3K views. You guys are amazing and you have no idea how much I love you, each and every one of you. If i could give all of you a hug in person right now, I would but here's an internet hug *HUG*.

I apologize for my extended hiatus. Writer's block combined with being depressed is not a good combination. Also, too many tv shows and too much crying. I also watched To Write Love On Her Arms and if you haven't, you should because it's an amazingly inspiring story and shows the true reality that is depression and self harm and addiction. Please watch it and try buying Jared's tshirt because all proceeds are going to TWLOHA. I love you all. Always Keep Fighting.

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Frantic and relentless banging startled Mary while she prepared dinner.

“Coming!”, she called out as she walked quickly to the door and opened it to find a very distressed and drenched Castiel at her doorstep.

“Castiel! What brings you-“

She was cut off by Cas interrupting her. “Where is he? I need to see him, I need to explain-“

“Calm down. It’s okay, come inside and we’ll talk”, she gestured at him with her hands and he stepped inside heading to the living room and standing in the middle of it.

“I need to speak with him. Where is he? Where’s Dean?”, he said in a voice brimming with tension.

“I think you need to sit down first. Sam! Go check on your brother”, she hollered up the stairs. “It’ll be fine. He’ll bring him downstairs.” Her words seemed to soothe him and he sat down on the couch, elbows on his knees, hands clasped tight and leg bouncing up and down with nervousness.

“I’ll get you a towel”, Mary said kindly and walked out leaving Cas alone.

In a huff, Sam got up off his bed and walked over to Dean’s room. “Dean, your boyfriend’s here.”

He didn’t get any answer so he knocked. “Dean? Cas is here, he wants to see you.”

Still no response had Sam worried and he twisted the doorknob. “Dean? Are you okay?” He glanced around the room and when his eyes found his brother, he darted inside and was at his side before he knew it.

“Dean? Dean! What happened? What’s wrong? Why is Cas here demanding to see you? Hey, look at me”, he said quickly. He walked around so that he wasn’t facing his back and what he saw made his insides clench in pain.

Dean’s face was blotchy and eyes swollen. His glasses were askew and the first thing that came to Sam’s mind wasn’t pleasant.

“Dean? Did- did you?...”, he asked softly hoping for the best.

Tears leaked from Dean’s eyes and his face contorted in pain and he pressed it into the pillow, to somehow escape Sam.

Sam’s felt his stomach twist before asking him, “Where?”