Destiel one shots!! And maybe Sabriel

Fucked up

This chapter will mention self harm

Was it worth it? Was he worth it? The pain that is inside me, that gets bigger and bigger as time goes on. How did he stay? Why is he still here? How does he love me.

No one can love this scared broken body. No one can love someone who's mind is so fucked they feel the need to harm them self to feel release. No one can love a person who feels like they need to die, to feel alive.

How did Dean stay for so long? How did he not pull his hair out when he talked to me? How did he stand those late night where I would get drunk and sob?

Apparently he couldn't, because he's gone now.

I found a note on the table. Saying that he couldn't Handel it anymore. That was it. Those 7 simple words. That was it.
---- 3 hours later.

I sobbed on my bed when I heard the front door open. The sound of Heavy footsteps littered the air.  Then I saw the dirty blond hair. The hair of the man I love.

He walked into the bedroom, he saw me and held up a finger signaling for me to wait. Then he pulled a small black box out of his pocket, got down on one knee and said: I couldn't Handel you not being my husband anymore.

Last update for tonight. That was a plot twist though.