My Guardian

Moving On

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Dean's Point of View

I woke up in tears again. Which, that always sucks, but it sucks worse when you live with somebody. So now Sammy won't stay off my case.

"I'm fine!" I exclaim for the last time.

"I'm just saying that if you need to talk-"

"What do you want me to say, man? Tell you all about how the nightmares keep coming and won't stop? Tell you how every time I see a blonde girl I'm hoping it's her? No! I'm dealing! Just leave me the hell alone," I tell him, slamming the motel door on my way out.

Telling him every damn thing I miss about her won't solve anything. Hugging it out won't help me get her back. I climb into my car to head off to the bar.

I lean back in my seat as I drive, my hand wrapped around my pistol in my jacket. I run my thumb over the smooth golden plate, feeling the ridges of the words.

I think back on that cheesy night of ours. I liked her even way back then, so much that I had Cas set up a meal under the stars. Boy, did he hate that. Apparently the food lady gave him some trouble, and then he didn't understand why we wanted to eat under the stars.

It didn't matter to me none though. It was all worth it when she smiled.

Maybe I should've gone with her. That way I could still protect her, even though she didn't remember. I could tell her we were dating before. Would she even stay with me?

The bar is filled with drunks and hot chicks. I take a seat on a stool and order a beer. I look around before I head the classic tale of a douchebag.

"Get off of me!" A dark headed girl down from me says to some guy. He brings his hand up to touch her ass, but she knees him in the crotch before he gets the chance. I chuckle lightly. She knows how to handle herself. I watch her come over and take a seat at the bar down from me.

I down the rest of my beer and order another with a shot of whiskey. I watch a stupid bar fight across the room. The drinks are slowly making me hazy, clouding Carmen from my mind. It's not like she actually goes away, just the alcohol makes it a little more bearable.

"Did you not take the hint, jackass?" I hear that same girl yell out. I turn my head to see the guy messing with her again. She struggles against him as he raises his hand as if to hit her.

"You lay one finger on her and I'll be sure to break every one of yours," I growl, standing up. The guy looks up and lowers his hand. "Back off, buddy," he says.

"How about you back off. The girl said leave her alone," I spit back, coming closer to the idiot. I have about three inches on him, and he's pretty scrawny. Seeing my size, he growls and walks away, giving us both a death glare.

"Thank you," the girl says from he seat.

"No problem," I say, returning to my beer. The girls decided to scoot down though.

"So, what's your name?" She asks me. I look up at her and realize she's too pretty to be rude to. Dark hair and chocolate brown eyes. Not my usual type but still very pretty.

"Dean," I mumble, taking another drink.

"Well, Dean, I'm Sally," she says with a bright smile, the complete opposite of Carmen. Carmen was more to herself, more cranky.

I nod in reply.

"So who is she?" She asks, taking me by surprise. I turn to her and raise my eyebrows. "Oh, come on. I've seen the look. She broke your heart. You don't seem mad enough that she cheated on you.." Sally says with a thoughtful face. "She left you."

I can't help but sigh deeply. We sit in silence for a minute. "So, I'm just gonna cut to the chase. You're a drifter, obviously. I'm a wild child. No strings attached, just come home with me and be gone before I wake up," she offers, finishing off her beer.

It was a good offer, usually one that I would be making. Truth is, I hadn't slept with anyone since Carmen. It just didn't feel right.

I chuckle a bit. "I, uh, don't think so."

She quiet for a minute. "You know it will happen eventually. Whether it's me or the next one night stand, eventually you're going to. Seems to cause less pain if you just get it over with."

With that, she walks away, heading for the door. "Dammit," I mumble, running a hand over my face.

And with a sigh, I slap some cash on the counter and follow Sally.