Unbreakable Heart [SUPERNATURAL ONESHOT]

sooooo i wrote this a few nights ago and thought i'd post it. hope you Supernatural fans likey. commentate por favor? here it is. 

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"Elizbeth!" yelled Jo, "Your boyfriend  is here!" 

"He isn't my boyfriend." I muttered coming downstairs, thinking 'yet....' in my head. As soon as I walked down I saw him. 

Compared to his brother he seemed short, but alone and looking up at him it was evident that was false compared to my measly 5'6" height. I loved everything about this man, from his blue-hazel eyes, his missing leather jacket. His humor and personality, his quiet muscles. Even his leather boots. 

There was no wonder behind his popularity with the female population. Unfortunately for me, he didn't seem to reciprocate those feelings towards me. No surprise there. I wasn't his 'type'. He tended to go for the lightly tanned, brown eyed, large breasted bimbo blondes and brunettes. Occasionally a red-head and I was none of those. 

I was the stereotypical emo or scene girl when it came to my looks. Pale skin, made even more so with my dyed jet black hair with electric blue tips, cut just right so that the right side of my face was  almost entirely covered, and cursed with a near permanent blush. I was fit but not very well-endowed in the breast or bum area. I had the left side of my lower lip pierced but my most intriguing features were my bright, somewhat icy blue eyes. Constantly encased in a cage of long lashes and a thin layer of eyeliner. 

"Hey there, Liz." Dean said with a grin. 

"H-hi." I said, cursing myself for stuttering and the blush that followed. Self-conciously I fiddled with the sleeves of my hoodie, a nervous habit I picked up a few years back. 

"How can you wear that? It's burning hot out." Dean questioned. 

I simply shrugged. 

"Come on, you tell me your secret." Dean said quietly, leaning closer. 

"M-maybe I j-just have something I would r-rather not show o-off..." I said softly, stuttering nervously due to his close proximity. 

"Come on Lizzie.... Just tell me." He said, slowly unzipping the hoodie. I was entirely dazed by hearing that rough, husky voice so close. He almost had slipped it to my elbows before I reacted. I pulled away and rushed from the room. What was I thinking, letting him under my skin like that? OH yeah. I wasn't. I fixed my hoodie and he spoke behind me. 

"Elizabeth, what the hell was that? Why did you run?" 

"The fact I let you get too close comes to mind." 

"What do you mean...?" 

"It doesn't matter." I said, walking past him. 

"Wait." He replied, grabbing my wrist. "What do you mean, you let me get too close?" 

Taking a deep breath, the dam broke. All of my pent up anger and resentment flooded out. 

"Alright fine! You wanna know why i'm always wearing hoodies? Hm? I don't know maybe because of these!" I yelled, taking my jacket off and offering my arms for inspection. "Maybe because i'm sick and tired of being judged for my mistakes? Especially if you were to!" Tears had begun to roll down my cheeks as Dean stared at my scar-littered arms. 

"Well...? Say something...." I whispered. 

"Why? Why would you do this to yourself?" 

"Because. Too much shit happening too quickly. I was done with everything." 

"I see. . . Why would me judging you bother you?" 

"I dunno, maybe because I already know i'd have no chance with you and the scars slim it even more." I answer, muttering "Nobody loves a girl with scars..." after. 

"That isn't true. . . I do.." 

"Oh really? Who?"  I ask sarcastically. 

"You, of course." 

"Since when?" I scoffed. 

"Just about the first time I saw you. " 

"Oh. . ." 

"Yeah," Dean said, wrapping his arms around my waist, "And scars or not you're beautiful and that'll never change." And with that statement he kissed me, and it was better than I could have ever imagined. 

"Told you!" Jo whisper yelled to Sam from their hiding spot, "You owe me 20 bucks." 

 *********A/N: so here it is :) lemme know what y'all think about it kay? Thanksies. 

-Brianna child