"Oh I could love you better, Better than you once knew. And if you're cheating, cheat on, yeah. 'Cause cheating's just a thing you do. It's just a thing you do"
Jensen's POV
What the fuck did I do last night? My head is pounding and I barely remember anything past meeting the guys at the bar. I did have one of the best dreams of my life though. I dreamt Scar was here, curled up in my bed. That I was kissing her and touching her. After the day I had yesterday I wish I could have spent the night just buried in her sexy body than go out and get steaming drunk. Bad things happen when you get drunk. God I hope I didn't text her something stupid and embarrassing. I groan as I attempt to get up and decide against it. I will just lay here and die a little bit. At least until I start to get the feeling back in my limbs.
I hear a bang from outside in the living area. Fuck, who the hell is in my home? I swear if one of those dickheads passed out on my sofa I'm gonna kill them.
I make a move to sit up again. Ok, it was a struggle but I'm up. Sort of. I bury my head in my hands and pray that the little guy inside it that is knocking nails into my head fucks off soon. I continue to keep moving the best I can. I feel like I've been hit with a truck. I'm now sat on the side of my bed. It's at that point I notice something on the floor at the side of my bed that is definitely not mine. Fuck, shit. What the fuck did I do last night? I swear I want to sit here and cry. I couldn't have, could I? I mean the state I was in I doubt I could have got it up let alone done anything with anyone. Fuck, what if I brought someone home with me? Obviously you did you twat. There's a bra on top of a pile of clothes on your bedroom floor and there is someone in your house.
I have to get rid of them so I can throw up in peace. If the hangover wasn't bad enough I'm utterly disgusted with myself. Despite it not being official, Scar has my heart, I'm all hers and not ashamed one bit of being an owned man. But this is it. This is how I loose her, isn't it? Fuck, how the hell am I supposed to explain this to her?
I get up and start pacing my bedroom, well the best I can in my state. I need to go out there and get rid of whoever it is. But I can't bring myself to come face to face with what I've done. I can't tell her over a video call. Christ that would be horrific. The next time I'm due to see her is in England at her brother's house. Not that she is aware of that little fact. I was so proud of myself when I planned it out. Now it just seems like the worst thing in the world because I'm an absolute prick.
Ok, plan of action. Get rid of the bra wearer. Take seventy two painkillers. That should be enough to kill the little guy and his fucking hammer right? Book a flight, pack a bag and get my ass to Texas to fix this shit. This needs to be said face to face. Note to self pack more tablets because she is going to knock me on my ass for this one. Deservedly so I might add. I deserve that and so much worse. I've really fucked it this time. If Scar doesn't kill me there will be a long line of people that will. My mom probably at the front of it. She really loves Scar, I happen to feel the same. How the fuck could I do this?
Ok, this is it. I'm going to face my problems head on. I can do this. Time to man up Jensen. You fucked up, not you start to fucking fix it. All the while praying to God you don't loose the best thing you ever had. All because you are an idiot that got drunk and couldn't keep your dick in your pants. When I start speaking to myself in the third person. Fuck when did I start talking to myself full stop. Scar isn't the only thing I'm loosing. I'm loosing my mind too. Fuck I am so dead.
How could they have not stopped me. I mean the know my relationship status hasn't changed but Jase and Chris know how I feel about Scar. Why didn't they stop me? Maybe I should text them and see if they saw me with anyone last night. I quickly grab my phone and pull up our group chat. Hoping like hell they respond before whoever my house guest is decides to come and find me.
JA - Erm question
CK - You're alive
JM - It's a miracle
JA - Fuck off the pair of you. I am so not in the mood for your shit
JA - did you see me with anyone last night?
CK - Jen what the fuck are you on about?
JA - like a woman. I'm serious. I've fucked up
CK - and I say again, what the fuck are you on about? how pissed were you last night?
JM - Er, why do you ask?
JA - cause there is womans underwear in my room and someone is in my house
CK -😂😂😂😂😂
JA - Jase please be the voice of reason. I need your help
CK - well that was just rude, if this wasn't so funny I would leave the chat
JM- Jen go out your room
JA - Nah, fuck that. I don't want to.
JA - I'm just gonna hide in here till she goes away
JM - Chris is right this is funny as fuck
JA - some great friends I have. Fuckers laughing at me cause I'm in a crisis because I've cheated on my girlfriend
CK - I didn't think you two were dating
JA - Fuck off Chris you know what I meant
CK - Jen man the fuck up and walk out your bedroom door
JA - I need to book a flight to Texas. I need to beg and plead for her forgiveness
CK - 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
JA - I really need new friends
JM - Jen move you dick
Ok, I'm moving. Ok, I can do this one step at a time. As I leave my bedroom I think it's better to keep my head down. Shit I took a glance, Is she seriously in my top. Fucking liberties. I can't do this. Nope I have to do this. First part of the plan. Keep moving big guy.
"Ok, I'm sorry about last night and I don't know who you are but it shouldn't have happened. Whatever it did that did happen. Well you know what I mean. I have a girlfriend who happen to love very very much, oh God she's gonna kill me. I was just drunk and it didn't mean anything. I'm not saying you don't mean anything just that us last night didn't mean anything. Because I have a girlfriend. God I hope I still have a girlfriend. So, I can't imagine last night was too much fun for you either. So if you could just leave so I can get on a plane to have my girlfriend break up with me and possibly punch me in the face. I would really appreciate it." I open the front door I've been making my way towards whilst I've been doing my little speech. "Thank you very much and goodbye." I say keeping my head as far down as I can and gesturing towards the front door. There is a beat of silence, where I start to think I am going to have to psychically remove this woman before I hear her speak. I instantly know I've royally fucked up.
"Oh she is definitely going to punch you."
My head shoots up, causing my to groan at the sudden movement, to see the woman of my dreams, arms crossed hip leaning against the counter. Looking hot as hell in my shirt. She's even made me fucking breakfast. It finally dawns on me what Chris and Jase were laughing their asses off about. Fuckers.
"Oh shit, I can explain."
By the look on her face I'm fucking dead.
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Tennessee Whiskey AU
FanfictionThis is a story about Scarlet Moore, the struggles she had to face, and how she both recovered and found strength from them. From meeting Jensen Ackels and then later Dean Winchester. P.S. This is a story based on Scarlet Moore and her life and on...
