Chapter 6

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~~~Charlie's P.O.V~~~

After our little incident at Weezy's, we decided to go back to the house. I sat down on the couch and started flipping through channels. Dean grabbed a beer from the fridge and sat next to me. He seemed a little distant. "What's wrong?" I asked. Dean pulled the beer from his lips and looked at me.

"Nothing." He said as he took another swig of the beer. 

"You're too distant for there something not to be bugging you. Is it... is it because of me?" I asked, hoping he wasn't changing his mind about leaving. He turned his head back to me and I almost saw a look of hurt flash in his eyes.

"No-no Charlie it's not you. It's me." Dean says. "We hardly know each other and-and I said that I loved you. I mean, I guess I do but... it was just too early Charlie. I-I can't actually say that I love you if I'm not quite sure what I feel yet." Dean said and I felt tears build in my eyes. This is why I was so lucky to have Jess. Jess was the one person that didn't push me away. Throw me to the side. 

"My name's Hale." I say a little quietly.

"What?" Dean asked. I looked up at him and a small tear rolled down my cheek.

"I said my name is Hale. Hale Withers." I say. "I was about eighteen maybe seventeen when I met that douche at a bar. His name was Tim Parker. Tim hit me Dean. I have scars from him and-and he raped me. I finally got away from him and came here. I changed my name to Charlie Coleman and I never told anybody." I say and I realized Dean was closer to me than he was a few minuted ago. I saw Dean leaning in and he pressed his lips to mine. It was like a guilt kiss. A kiss that was full of sorry. I hungrily kissed back and soon the guilt kiss turned to a passionate one. 

~~~(WARNING- This part may have smut so if you don't like that type of stuff, don't read it. I will try to not too much detail into it but I might because it kinda just comes natural for me to put in detail. So if you don't like smut, DON'T READ.)~~~

We both stood up and Dean grabbed my legs and pulled me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he placed his hands on my butt for support. He carried me up the stairs carefully and shut my bedroom door with his foot. He placed me on the bed gently as he still hovered over me. I licked his bottom lip and he let me enter. Our tongues battled for dominance as I was messing with the hem of Dean's shirt. Dean parted to take his shirt off and I trailed my fingers down his abed chest and stomach as Dean kissed me hungrily. Dean parted once again as he pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on the ground. Dean's fingers traveled up and down my sides as he licked my bottom lip. Dean went down and pressed his lips to my collar bone. I arched my back and shut my eyes as a small moan slipped out of my mouth. I felt Dean smirk against my skin as his lips traveled down my neck, chest, and stomach. Dean pulled my jeans off threw them on the ground along with my shirt. 

Dean kissed my thighs and the inside of my legs. I gasped as Dean smirked. He came back up and pressed his lips to mine. He pulled away and looked into my eyes. I was totally swooning over the guy. "Charlie-well, Hale... are you sure you want to do this?" Dean asked. I laughed as I reached over and cupped his face. My lips attacked his and he was totally shocked about it. Dean somehow got his jeans off while still attacking my face with his lips. I groaned as I felt his member rub up against me. Dean reached behind me and took off my bra and threw it across the room. He kissed down my neck and started sucking at the skin between my breasts. I arched my back and grinded my hips on his member. Dean groaned at the friction. "Screw it." Dean growled and it made me get turned on even more. Dean took off my underwear and his boxers. Dean entered me and I held back a scream as I gripped my bed sheets tightly. "Are you alright?" Dean asked as he stopped right where he was. I looked back at him and his gorgeous green eyes were filled with lust and... love.

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