I love you..Jayy..? (A Dahvie Vanity love story)

Quit Lying to me.

Oh damn!! It's getting real!! Haha, I personally think this story is going horrible now xD But, you guys like it so I'll keep on going. Only for you guys. And girls. I don't think guys read this..If they do..Then awesome, you should let me know xD If not...Then awkward turtle..Lol xD

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"Alright, Jayy. Enough is enough. I know something's going on. I saw that chick disappear. And ever since Sam and Dean came, freaky shit's been going on. I mean, seriously. They come, Audrey's trying to kill Dahvie, and you guys keep saying that nothings going on. It's bullshit. Everyone else knows somethings going on but don't want to ask. So guess what? I am. Seriously. What's going on." Andrew said, looking me straight in the eyes. I had just re bandaged Dahvie's shoulder and he was in the room laying down, so it was just me and Andrew in the living room.

"It's nothing. Don't worry about it." I said, sighing.

"Don't worry about it?! Dahvie has a girl out to fucking kill him, and you're telling me not to worry about it?! There's a cut on Dahvie's neck, and you're telling me not to worry about it?! What is your fucking problem, man?!" Andrew yelled, jabbing his hand at me.

"I don't fucking know! Alright?! I don't know. I'm just scared.." I mumbled, my voice cracking.

"Of what? Jayy, I can't help you if you don't tell me what's going on." He said, his voice a little softer.

"I know..It's just-"

"The girl's a demon and she wants to kill Dahvie." Dean said, cutting me off.

"You seriously don't sugar coat anything do you?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Nope. Might as well keep it real." Dean said, smiling.

"You're a dick, Jayy. Why fucking lie to me?" Andrew asked, looking pissed.

"Andrew. Seriously. You asked me what's going on. I tell you. Then you blow me off thinking I'm lying. When have I ever lied to you?" I asked him, getting pissed.

"Oh, I don't know, Jayy. How about when I asked you if you and Dahv were a thing. You lied then. Or when you just told me he tore his shoulder lifting something up. Hmm. So, when haven't you lied to me?" Andrew asked, his voice barely a whisper, but his words sharp as knives.

"It's for your own good.." I mumbled, not able to look at him.

"Stop fucking lying to me. Seriously. It's getting old. What the hell is going on." He asked.

"Dean pretty much summed it up. Audrey's a demon. She wants Dahvie dead. Honestly, I have no clue what to do. I'm tempted to go after her myself." I said, an idea forming in my mind.

"Uh, hey Jayy..Not to burst your bubble or anything...But uhm..That's probably not a good idea.." Dean said, turning his attention towards us.

"I don't fucking care at this point. It's either kill or be killed at this point. You heard her. She's not going to stop no matter what we do!" My voice was growing louder, and Dean's look of disapproval grew more pronounced.

Dahvie's P.O.V.

""I don't fucking care at this point. It's either kill or be killed at this point. You heard her. She's not going to stop no matter what we do!" I heard Jayy yell from downstairs. I lowered my head in the pillow and sighed. It's all my fault that I'm causing this stress for him. If I wouldn't have been such a man whore, he wouldn't have to worry about having to watch over me and wonder if and when I'm going to die. As I was thinking, the lights started flickering and it got really cold. I sat up a little straighter and heard a giggle. I looked to my right and Audrey appeared, smiling.

"What do you want from me?!" I asked.

"Oh you know. The usual." She answered, walking closer. I clutched the blanket and all of a sudden Jayy, Sam, Dean, and Andrew walked in...

Jayy's P.O.V.

"Fine. Let's go ask Dahvie then. We'll see what he wants." I said, fed up. We walked up the stairs and into my room and I saw that Dahvie was already awake, clutching the blanket with his good arm while Audrey was standing over him.

"Awh. Look who arrived. Your boyfriend. Hmm..Let's see how much he really loves you." Audrey said as the knife in my pocket flew into her hand. "Any last words?" She asked, smiling.

"NO!!" I yelled, trying to tackle her. Sam pulled me back as Audrey plunged the knife into Dahvie's chest. Everything was in slow motion at this point. Dean was yelling, Sam was yelling, I was yelling, Andrew was yelling, yet all I could hear was Audrey's laugh as she did it over and over again. She disappeared and Sam finally let me go and I ran to Dahvie. He was covered in blood and his eye's were glazed over and I also noticed that his lips were trying to form words.

"Dahvie, please, stay with me. Don't die, please." I cried, grabbing his hand. HIs hand tightened around mine and he finally found his voice.

"Jayy..I love you. Remember that..." He muttered as his whole body went limp.

"No..no no no no no no no..Dahvie..You can't be dead..No baby, please..Come back..DAHVIE!! NO!!" I yelled, shaking him.

"Jayy..He's dead..There's nothing you can do.." Sam said, touching my shoulder.

"YOU BASTARD!!! IT'S ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT!!! IF YOU WOULDN'T HAVE HELD ME BACK, I COULD HAVE SAVED HIM!!" I screamed, shoving him.

"No, you would have gotten yourself killed too!" He yelled, jabbing his finger in my face.

"So what! He's dead! He's dead...He's dead..Oh my god..He's actually dead.." I whispered, sitting hard on the ground. I noticed a little black box that must have fallen out of his hand and I grabbed it and opened it and inside was a small silver band..I ran my finger along it and noticed that there were words engraved on it. I looked closer at it and it said "My love, forever and always <3" ..He was going to propose to me...We would have gotten married...But now we can't..My baby's gone forever..Unless..

"Dean. Sam. How can I get him back. Tell me how to get him back." I said, wiping the tears from my face.

"You..It's not a good idea..Trust me, it's not a good idea, man." Dean said, shaking his head.

"I don't fucking care. You brought Dean back. Now tell me how to bring him back." I said again, looking him in the eyes.

"Well..You can always summon the cross-"

"NO!! Dean, seriously! Look at whats happening to you. I'm going to lose you too. Now why the hell would you let him sell his soul when you KNOW what's going to happen?!" Sam yelled.

"I don't fucking care about what's going to happen. Tell me how to bring Dahvie back. Please.." I whispered, my voice cracking.

"You..You can summon the crossroad demon. The only drawback to that is that in 10 years, the Hell Hounds will come and drag you straight to Hell." Dean answered.

"Jayy, no. Don't. Let me just call Sally and we'll get a funeral planned. I'm not letting you kill yourself over this." Andrew got up and walked out of the room, phone in hand.

"Dean. Tell me what to do..I can't live without him..He's my life.." I said, holding the ring.

"Well..Just go to where there's the 4 roads and I have a box of the stuff for you, we just need a picture and you're set." Dean said

''Alright. Now we just need to find the crossroads.." I said.

"Alright, let's go." Dean said, grabbing the keys.