Sad Supernatural Imagines :'(

Suffer. (Dean X Reader)

(Dean cheats on you, you're so severely depressed you do something bad. Really bad.)

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"OH DEAN!" You hear moaned from outside of Dean and yours bedroom.
You and Sam had just gotten back to the bunker from a party that Charlie had invited you guys to.
Dean hung back, he said he felt sick.
"What the fuck!" You say loudly, kicking open the door to see your boyfriend jack hammering some over makeup-ed whore.
He stops and covers himself with a blanket.
"Oh god, (Y/N), I didn't think you were gonna be back so early."
Dean said completely flushed and pale with fear.
You kicked the already broken door as tears streamed down your face.
That was it.
You had enough of the heartbreak.
You rushed out of the room and past Sam grabbing a gun on the way up the bunker stairs.
Sam was quick to follow you screaming for you to stop.
Dean as well.
You locked yourself in a bathroom and slid down the door, the people that you thought loved you were trying to break down.
"IF YOU WANTED TO KILL ME DEAN, YOU SHOULD HAVE JUST PUT THE GUN TO MY HEAD!" You sobbed out.
The knocking stopped.
"(Y/N) please just open the door. Baby please. Don't do this."
Dean says softly. You could tell he was crying.
Sam decided to speak up.
"I know what it may seem like, but we love you. At least I do. I need you, baby girl. Don't you leave me now."
You stood up and pressed your forehead to the door, tears streaming down your face.
It was soft, so soft that if Sam and Dean hadn't been so close to the door they would have missed it.
"I'm sorry, Sammy."
Dean sobs loudly screaming for you to stop and to open the door.
Sam banged like a maniac before he started to ram his shoulders in to break it down.
Then it happened.
The sound sliced through them like a knife.
It was a gunshot.
The entire world must have stopped in that very moment.
Dean went numb.
He didn't think he'd ever heard such a sickening sound.
Sam kicked in the door with a scream.
The sight of you made Sam gag.
Dean pushed past him to see you drenched in a pool of your own blood.
A bullet hole on the middle of your forehead.
"No. no, no, this can't be happening." Dean said running his hands through his hair.
"Sam. Get Cas! Go get Cas, and tell him to hurry, tell him (Y/N) is dead!"
Dean yelled at Sam.
Dean kneeled beside you and cried, not daring to touch you because he didn't deserve it.
This was all his fault.
"I'm so sorry, baby." He pleaded with you as if you would respond.
Then came the most beautiful sound.
The sound of Castiel's wings.
"Dean what the hell happened?!"
Cas asked concerned shoving him out of the way.
"I..I did this."
"You what?! You know what it doesn't matter I'm bringing her back. She's family." Cas said taking a knee and putting his hand over your bloody forehead.
His hand glowed and you jolted up crying and sobbing into Castiel's arms.
Castiel's consoled you and held you tightly.
"It's alright kiddo, I've got you."
He said kissing the top of your head.
"You should have just let me die. I just wanted to die." You sobbed.
"Why, (Y/N)? Why would you ever want to do this?"
Cas said rubbing your back.
"I've been through so much. I'm done. I'm done with the shattering, over and over. A person can only handle that for so long, Cas. I found him fucking somebody else, that's when I knew that no matter where I go, no matter who claims to love me. It's all a big fat fucking lie. My life is pointless, worthless, so why keep living? Why should I have to bear this suffering? I can't do it anymore, Cas. I just can't!"
You screamed burying your face into his chest into his chest once again.
Dean had heard everything.
He stood right outside the door with Sam with their hands to their mouths trying not to let out sobs.
Sam walked in and bent down taking you from Castiel's arms and into the room you originally slept in.
Before you fell for Dean.
You sat there in your bed, with your head tucked shamefully in between your knees.
Sam sat by you silently. Studying you.
Deciding on what to do he went outside and closed the door.
He walked to Dean and punched him in the jaw as hard as he could muster.
Dean fell down with his hand to his face.
He stood back up after the shock and stood silently.
"You're sick. You are a horrible, disgusting human being for what you did to her." Sam said quietly.
Dean nodded his head and looked down.
"I'm gonna tell you what your going to do. Your gonna walk in there, and tell her that you are breaking up with her."
Dean gasped.
"What?!"
"You heard me! Never again, Dean. You will never hurt her again, so help me God!"
Sam said with more force.
"I love her. I really do." Dean said drying his face from the tears he shed.
"Then do the right thing and let her go. You've hurt her enough."
Dean looked as if he just watched every person he loved get gutted one at a time.
But, he nodded.
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"Go away...please just go away." You whispered when you felt those familiar calluses hands touch your arm.
"Please, (Y/N), look at me."
You raised your head shakily.
Never had Dean seen you in such a broken mess.
You looked his right in the eyes and not your lip, trying to keep from balling.
"I love you."
He said, softly bushing your chin.
"Shut up. No you don't. You never did."
You said gritting your teeth.
Dean began to cry.
A little at first, but then came niagra.
"We can't be together. Not after this. Not after what I did to you. I really do love you, (Y/N)."
You laughed.
"I really think that You be played this game to long Dean. Stop bothering to care. It's all just a lie. If you really did love me, you wouldn't even think of another woman. So just go away."
He looked at you with his beautiful tearstreaken face, not moving.
"I SAID GO!"
He didn't even flinch, he just walked out.
Not without stopping.
Looking back.
And saying:
"I really do love you."
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