Chapter 14 Saying sorry doesn't mean it's okay.

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I burry myself in his chest then I look up at him he has a bloody nose and scratchs on his cheek. He has a deep scratch in his arm I can see the blood going through his shirt. I take off my shirt knowing I have a tanktop underneath. I wrap it around his arm he winces. Soon were back at the car I see he's even more damaged then his face and his arm. "Dean wait." I whipmer as he sets me down by the car.

   "What?" He asks looking at me his beautiful green eyes looking into my brown eyes.

   "I'm sorry." I whisper.

   "Yeah I know." He states. I run my hand on his scruff the I lean forward and stand on my toes and kiss him. He pulls away and shakes his head. "I'm not letting you get close to me I can't or you'll end up hurt." He whispers setting one of his hands on my right cheek. He kisses my forehead.

   "I won't let them." I whisper in his ear. "But that's not what your worried about you got jealous?" I ask. He pulls away.

   "Honestly yes the way Crowley was feeling you up I feel like I should be the only one to do that to you." He admits. I feel myself blush and my tips of my ears heat up. "But I know I won't be at least not right now." He adds. I walk over to him.

   "You can now well actually once your cleaned up even though you look really sexy like that." I mumble the last part under my breath. He sets his hand on my lower back and then kisses me then pulls away.

   "I'm sorry-" He starts as he pulls away.

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