Supernatural One Shots

Betrayed (Dean x Reader) Part 1

Dean x Reader Part 1

"Leave."
It was so simple yet so heart breaking.
"What?"
You couldn't believe those words would ever leave his perfect lips.
"I said, leave." His voice broke a little.
He turned away and you noticed tears brimming in his eyes.
You reached out to him. He turned quickly yelling, "Just get out! Can't you tell? You aren't welcomed here anymore!" Tears stream down his face. "Please, leave." He whispers the last part looking down at his shoes with his hands on his face.
You turned and ran, not looking back. You ran for what seemed like hours when you fell to the ground in the middle of the woods. Rain pouring down your face, you screamed and you cried.
You screamed up to the heavens. Why? Why did you deserve this? Why did this have to happen?
*flashback*
Another day, another hunt. Nothing too hard, just a simple salt and burn of twins that drowned in a tub when their nanny wasn't looking. Shouldn't have been too hard.
Dean looked back into the rear view mirror at you.
"(Y/N)? You okay back there?" Dean asked as his eyes switched back to the road. You shook out of your daydream.
"Yeah, I'm fine... Just thinking." You mumbled the last part. Sam that was currently asleep in the passenger seat stirred at the large bump that Dean drove over, but soon fell back into a peaceful slumber.
Dean nodded. "What are you thinking about?"
"This hunt, it seems off."
Dean shrugged and smiled to you. "I think as long as we stick together it'll be fine." You slowly nodded your head and went back to day dreaming. This hunt seemed too simple.
When you arrived at the house of the haunting it was around 10:30 at night. Sam woke up an hour ago and filled us in on how we were going to go in on different end of the house to block off everything and find the remains of the girls who were hidden in the walls of the house. Guess the parents didn't want the cops to know.
Dean parked the impala on the side of the road and got out with Sam following him. You took a deep breath and got out as well. You walked to the back where he trunk was and Dean handed you a shotgun. Sam went to the back and right before you went to the front where your position was, Dean grabbed your arm. You spinner around and Dean enveloped you in a hug.
"Be careful."
"I always am."
Dean kissed your forehead then your nose and then your lips. You broke the kiss for some air.
"I'll see you soon." You mumbled and gave him one last hug before you left to your position and he left to his.
Supposed to be a simple salt and burn...but....it wasn't. Demons. There were so many of them. Grabbing all three of you and slamming you into furniture and walls. Shoving demon blood down Sam's throat as both you and Dean yelled at them, screamed at them to stop. Sam coughed up a lot of it, not wanting to go through another withdrawal. They tortured you and forced you to tear off your own fingernails. They all burned your anti possession tattoos and kept switching from Dean to Sam to you over and over again. You somehow got free and pulled out the demon blade from Deans waist band. Your vision was blurry. And the thing you ended up stabbing, was not a demon. But instead someone who you cared for and someone who treated you like a sister. You stabbed Sam. You watched him die, you saw the betrayal in his eyes as the life drained from his body. Dean screamed and all the demons laughed as they left their current meat suits. Dean was released from the ground and ran at you. He shoved you off of Sam and yelled at you for you to leave. And that beings you here, screaming in the middle of some woodland forest with Sam's blood on your hands.
*end of flashback*
You managed to get to some random motel with the little money you had. You payed for a room and went to go take a nice soothing bath.
You stumbled into the room with one thing set on your mind. You would get revenge for Sam. As you filled the bathtub, you grabbed the knife Dean gave you and with blurry, shocked vision, you turned off the faucet and dipped into the full bathtub.
Knocks on your door went wild, but you didn't hear anything. You only heard your racing thoughts of what you had to do.
"What was it again?" You mumbled to yourself. "Horizontal for attention, vertical for results?" You had rolled up your sleeves and moving the knife in different direction before puncturing the skin. You shrugged. "I'll just cut deep." You decided and slashed hard and deep onto your skin. "Fuck!" You screamed not having done this kind of thing before. "Shit! How do those suicidal kids do this all the time!" You took a deep breath. "I'm doing it for Sam." You repeated in your head as you sliced again. Sure the water was turning red, but not fast enough. "Damn, I think it is vertical." You thought just as someone slammed the door in. "(Y/N)! Don't do anything rational! Cas brought Sam back! Please!" Dean yelled and ran into the bathroom to find you about to go vertical with the knife to your arm. You started cutting and biting your lip to keep from screaming again. Dean ran to you and grabbed the knife from your hand. You looked up shocked that he actually followed you. Dean took out of the tub and dragged you to the bed where you were fighting against him to get back to the tub where the knife lay. "I'm doing it for Sam! Dean let me die for him!" You screamed. More blood was coming from your arms and it was flowing fast from that small but deep cut on your other arm that was vertical instead of horizontal. "Oh god, oh god,
Oh god." Dean repeated holding towels to your arms. You stopped fighting due to the world kinda fading. Dean saw that as a bad sign. "No! No no no! Cmon (Y/N), stay with me. We got Sammy back. He forgives you." Dean started crying. "I forgive you." You looked up to Dean and smiled. "Hey mom, I didn't know you knew Dean." Then everything went black.