The Truth...

Lost For Words.. - Part Three

Been working lots sorry this is late. Tried to make sure there were no errors but ya girl is tired lol

Imagine:

You woke up alone the next morning, you were in a complete fog, your head was aching a little and you were absolutely exhausted

You mind was still reeling you couldn't believe you had sex with Dean last night...

You sat up on the side of the bed holding your head in your hands you took a few deep breaths before you stood and got dressed. Dean must of went and grabbed some coffee or something. Just as the thought crossed your mind you heard the purr of the impalas engine as he pulled up. You peeked out the window seeing two cups of coffee in his hands he keyed in

"Good morning, I didn't know if you'd be up"

He said as he laid his keys on the table he handed you the cup of coffee before he sat down

"It took some courage but I made it, thank you"

You sat down across from him, he slightly smiled at your dry humor.

Oh no. It's quiet.

It was completely silent, you were drinking your coffee but it's like neither of you knew what to say after last night

"I guess we should talk"

He said kind of shaking his head with a smile, you never thought he'd say that sentence and you knew he wasn't much of a talker

"About what?"

"Last night"

You felt yourself stir hearing him say that your mind flashed back for a second to Dean on top of you.. His green eyes intently looking at you they glistened in the sun that shined through the window

"What about it? I know you haven't changed your mind"

"What do you mean changed my mind?"

He seemed to not like what you had said, your chest ached to even have this conversation

"It doesn't matter"

You stood and started to gather your things to go back to the bunker but Dean followed you, he grabbed your wrist wanting all your attention. It was easy to see you were both frustrated.

"Your wrong, it does matter. So tell me what the hell you mean"

"Last night was a fucking dream for me Dean but you don't love me"

You finally gathered the courage to look up at him. He gave you a solemn look he knew he was hurting you by not telling you everything

"You know I've always loved you right?"

"Not like I've wanted you to.."

You shook your head looking away from him again

"I've been waiting a long time to get my hands on you and I couldn't stop myself last night. The three months you dropped off the map and I couldn't find you I felt empty. You've managed to make me feel shit again and that's a scary thought for me
y/n"

Maybe he did feel the same way...

You held your hand on your chest looking up at him

"I'm a lot older than you, people are always trying to kill me and I didn't want you in harms way. I'm sorry I didn't tell you I just thought it would be easier that way"

You looked down at the ground a moment

"So now we just go back to being platonic?"

"I don't think I could do that y/n"