'I can't do it anymore Sammy' Dean muttered under his breath while driving to his empty house where there's only ever him. He pulled into the driveway of the run down house, but stayed in the car. He fell asleep laying down in the front seat, since he couldn't bear to be in the house his brother was murdered in.
By the time morning rolled around, Dean woke up and quickly ran inside and put all his belongings in a bag before going into Sam's room one last time. He looked at the books still open on his bed from were he was reading that night. He looked at the beanbag chair that still had his shape. Dean finally let out a few tears and fell to the floor, almost breaking something he didn't see. He picked it up and saw it was a picture frame with Dean,Sam, and their mom,from when Dean was still only four. Sam turned fifteen the day before that night and Dean gave him this as a present.
Dean stared into the eyes of six month old Sam and found hope within them. Dean shoved the frame in one of his bags and walked out ,closing the door behind him. It was Saturday which meant he was working at Bobby's shop for about three hours and Ellen's dinner until seven at night. He jumped into the impala after locking the door and left. And this time it was for good.
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Mute Boy In The Back
FanfictionDean Winchester was abused growing up by his father John. He also raised his brother Sammy for a few years before he was killed by a drunken father while Dean was close to dying. He never talks to anyone and sits as far away from everyone, especiall...
