The Reunion With the Wayward Son

Chapter 15- Breakdown

Here it is... the one moment that I personally was waiting to write and post. When I first began brainstorming about this fanfic, this was the first scene that I created and fully planned out. So, welcome to angst galore.

⚠️TW⚠️: Emotional breakdown, ease with caution if you need it.

The Impala was quiet was it drove through the dirt and lonely roads of Summerville.

Dean sat in the driver's seat, Sam in the passenger seat, and Trevor in the back.

The boy kept staring out the window as the car drove, having not said a peep since he said goodbye to Ash and got inside. But the fidgeting that he unconsciously did was a big indicator that he was not doing well.

He felt like he was going to break.

He could just feel it. Any second right now.

All it will take is one question about his wellbeing, and he's gonna lose it.

Perhaps that's why Sam and Dean were pretty much taking him aside, so he could breakdown in private. Trevor thought that was pretty nice and considerate of them to do.

Eventually arriving at an empty field that according to Sam, wasn't too far of from Egon's farmhouse, Dean put the car on park.

"Okay, everyone out." He announced.

Trevor furrowed his eyebrows at this. He wasn't sure why there was a need for getting out of the car, but he followed Dean's order anyways, and got out.

"So, what are we doing here?" Trevor asked them, hands in his pockets.

The brothers shared a look before looking back at Trevor. "Trevor... are you okay?" Sam asked.

That.

That's what broke the final straw on the camel's back.

"No..." he muttered. "No, Sam. I'm not okay. I- I'm honestly just pissed right now." He ran a hand down his face. "There's a Sumerian god that's hellbent on trying to take over the world, I'm constantly worried about my sister and my mom getting hurt from this, and I'm scared shitless."

A small, mirthless chuckle escaped from him. "You know, the whole reason as to why I changed my name was so I could have a fresh new start. But it turns out that was completely pointless cause apparently, the universe hates me."

"Trev..." Dean began, but was cut off by Trevor.

"No, Dean! I thought I was done!" He exclaimed. "I thought that after what happened that day, I could go back into a normal life. But I was wrong! I am never going to escape this, am I?! Now, I have to help save the freaking world with my little sister that I swore to make sure she wouldn't get involved in this! But hey, the universe hates Trevor, so let dunk on him more!"

A small, hysterical laugh escaped from him. "And you know what? I'm not just scared. Oh, no, no, no, no. I'm also pissed!" The ravenette kicked one of the car's tires in a fit of rage. "I'm angry at everyone! At Egon for leaving us! At mom for dragging us here! At you two for unintentionally dragging me into this life! At Sydney for killing my parents! At Amara for bringing this bullshit into my life in the first place! I'm! So! Fucking! Angry!" Trevor growled and kicked the tire between each word of the last sentence.

And suddenly, he felt exhausted. And utterly done.

He collapsed onto his knees and onto the road and he let out a sob. "It's not fair... I never, never, asked for this. I just wanted to have a fresh start." Another sob came out. "Why does the universe hate me?"

There was a silence with nothing but the wind was heard.

Footsteps were heard before Trevor felt a pair of arms around him and pulling him into a tight, yet warm hug. Trevor buried his face into the soft flannel and just started crying, curling himself into him as much as he could.