Walking Me Home (Dean x Reader)

CHAPTER 8

Dean's POV



- "(Y/N) wait" I said following her step to the shared motel room we had lived in for the past weeks. She closed the door on my face and I did my best to not lose my temper. This was typical of her, something bad happened and she shut the world down. That's how she had dealt with things her entire life but there was no need to do it now. Not anymore. She had me.



I opened the door after taking a deep breath, trying not to lose it but I was running out of patience. The repeating history was here again and frankly, I was getting sick of it.


"Would you please stop?" I yanked her arm stopping her from shutting her inside the bathroom. I didn't mean to be that hard on her but this had to stop.

- "What do you want Dean? I'm not in the mood if that's what you're going for" she said cold-heartedly, somehow implying I wanted her just for sex.

- "Cut the crap, (Y/N)!" I finally snapped. "I recognized that attitude, the whole I treat you like shit because I'm sad  thing you are doing here. Hell, I even invented it". She lowered her glare, she knew I could see right through her. "Please talk to me. We can't do this if you don't trust me". She sat on the bed, letting out a big breath.

- "I do Dean, I do trust you". I could see it in her eyes she meant it but her actions spoke other words.

- "Then talk to me. I opened up to you and I don't do that. Ever. I even lie to Sam about every goddamn feeling I have but with you I didn't have to". She nodded, her eyes on the ground. She began telling me everything, letting all out and I could sense that the darkness around her was already leaving.

- "My parents were hunters long before they had me and of course, I was a surprise to them, kids were no where in their plans. They stopped hunting until I was 5 and of course, it wasn't that long when I started asking questions. 
Where do mom and dad go? Why they leave me here? How come I don't get to have any friends? you know the drill...".



I nodded, listening to her carefully. 



"So they realized they really needed to stop hunting and they did. They really just left the life. Dad got a job, we rented a house in a little town outside Nebraska, I started school. Life was great" she smiled bittersweet. "I remember being scared to death of going back to that old life, going back to stinky motel rooms and the uncertainty of not knowing if I'd ever see them again. And then my mom got pregnant again and I was sure now things were going to stay as they were but when my sister was around 4 my uncle got killed by a vamp and they just... they lost it, you know? They were completely blinded by vengeance". 



A feeling in my family I could recognize all too well. I couldn't believe we had that much in common.


"They started leaving us locked in motel rooms, with enough water and food for days, sometimes weeks and I always made sure Addie was okay. I always did my best to protected her from all this shit" a tear fell from her cheek, I held her hand and she pressed it tightly. She looked at me and smiled but it was a different kind of smile, a broken one.


- "What happened?" I asked still rubbing her hand in comfort.

- "I was seventeen when I got a job as a waitress. The pay wasn't much but I was able to buy us a car. I was planning to run away with her" she stopped as tears flooded her eyes. "I really wanted her to have a normal life. I wanted her to go to school, fall in love, see her grow up". I wrapped her in my arms, all I wanted to do was comfort her but she needed to let it all out. She owed it to herself that much.

"I was outside the motel room fixing the car, getting ready to finally leave. She must had been alone for an hour tops but when I came back she was... gone".

- "(Y/N)..." I said completely heart broken. She nuzzled in my neck and her cries cut me to the core. I did my best to stay strong for her but I tear or two fell down my cheek.

- "A demon got her and of course, my parents said it was my fault" she regained her posture. She looked at me with those reddish, puffy eyes and all I wanted to do was take her anguish away. "And it was, it was all on me. I shouldn't have left her alone, I should've been there for her. I should've protected her".

- "It wasn't your fault (Y/N) there was no way you could've saw that coming".

- "But I should have Dean. I should have been one step ahead of everything. That's what you do with Sam, I've seen it and it's one of the things I love the most about you. It doesn't matter what happens, you always put him first and that's what I should have done with her".

- "I'm not sure I'm doing such a good job at that".

- "You pretty much raised him Dean and he's one of the best hunters out there, apart from being the smartest person I know". I smiled at the way she spoke about Sammy, I knew she really loved him and I loved her for that. "And mostly, he's still alive. That's on you". 



Those last words she said hit home for me. I wasn't having second thoughts about the deal, hell, I'd do it all over again if I had to but the fact that I had to do it in the first place, that ain't never going away. I failed to protect him, I got him killed when I should've been there for my little brother. The fact that (Y/N) still didn't know about it made it ten times worst.

 

She must had seen the look on my face, she leaned closer and kissed me sweetly and lovingly. I loved those kisses. 

 

- "Are you okay?" she asked pulling away a little, her breath still hot on mine.


- "Yeah, yeah". Lies. "What about you?" I lifted her and placed her on my lap, wrapping my arms in her as tight as she let me.


- "I'm okay" she kissed my cheek. "Thank you Dean. I never told this to anyone and I'm glad you pushed me to do it". I dried her tears with my thumb, it was so heartbreaking to see her cry.


- "I love you" I kissed her with everything I had, placing her slowly on the matress. "Let me show you how much I love you" I asked and she nodded, whispering me sweet things to the ear as I made love to her that night, like never before.