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11.The Blame Game

In this chapter it's just mostly talking about How the reader and Dean always get in to fights and no matter how angry you two get you'll always come back to each other. But in every fight you blame one another for everything.  I tried looking for the short version but sorry I couldn't but enjoy not gonna lie I cried a little.

"I hate you! I fucking hate you Dean!" You yelled as you threw his clothes at him.

"Yeah?" He yelled. "Well, I hate you too y/n. I hate hearing your shit every minute of the day and I regret ever saving you." He continued.

"Then why didn't you let me die! That's what I wish- I- I wished you were dead Dean Winchester!" He stopped and looked at you before leaving out the door to the outside. "Right now I do too!" He slammed the door as you fell to your knees and cried.

Who's fault
Let's play the blame game, I love you, more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Let's call out names, names, I hate you, more
Let's call out names, names, for sure

You and Dean go back forth at each other throats at times. Usually after a hunt but, instead of you both admitting you both were wrong you blame each other. The I love you's turns to I hate you's.

I'll call you bitch for sure
As a last resort, and my first resort
You call me motherfucker for long
At the end of it you know we both were wrong
But I love to play the blame game, I love you more

He'll call you out of your name and call you bitch till you cry but it didn't stop you to hate him. Sometimes it slips out or it's the last thing he could think of. You'd do the same and even start the name calling first. You both would rather blame each other than make up for what you done.

Let's play the blame game for sure
Let's call out names, names, I hate you, more
Let's call out names, names, for sure

At the end you're both hurt.

On a bathroom wall I wrote
"I'd rather argue with you than to be with someone else" (else, else, else)
I took a piss and dismiss it like fuck it and went and found somebody else
Fuck arguing harvesting the feelings, I'd rather be by my fucking self
Till about 2 A.M. and I call back and I hang up and start to blame myself

Sometimes you'll lock yourself in a room and he'll slip notes saying sweet nothings to you till you come out. Other days he would tell you he would leave cause he couldn't take it anymore. You both hold in so much anger you take out on each other. When you are left alone he'll call you but you wouldn't answer. He knows it's sometimes he's fault and just wants to say sorry.

Somebody help

Let's play the blame game, I love you, more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Let's call out names, names, I hate you, more
Let's call out names, names, for sure
I'll call you bitch for sure

You two thought about forgetting each other but it just hurts more to leave. 

You weren't perfect but you made life worth it
Stick around, some real feelings might surface
Been a long time since I spoke to you
In a bathroom gripping you up and choking you
What the hell was I supposed to do

Sometimes when things ate you or him you both would be comfort by each other and that was enough for both of you to live. He would be close to hitting you but instead of fighting more you two would find yourselves making love.

I know you ain't getting this type of dick from that local dude
And if you are I hope you have a good time
Cause I definitely be having mine
And you ain't finna see a, mogul get emotional
Every time I hear bout other, nigga's is stroking you
Might say I hit you
He sitting there consoling you
Rubbing my name threw the mud