Unbroken [Destiel Fanfiction]

The Accident?

Chapter 1

"The Accident?"

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"Dean , Dean ! Wake up," Sam shook at his brother to get a response from him. Dean had been drinking a lot the last couple weeks and Sam was worried about him. He leaned closer to the bed Dean was laying on and stared at his brother.

"What?!" Dean shifted his body away, "I told you to leave me alone Sam! I don't feel good okay?" Dean flipped over and buried his face in a pillow, trying to block away Sam's voice.

"I don't know if this is about--" Sam was cut off by Dean's death glare. He knew it wasn't the right time to talk about 'the accident' but Sam had to help his brother somehow. He stepped back as his brother sat up with a unpleasant look on his face.

"DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT HER SAM!" Dean got up from his bed and walked into the restroom shutting the door behind. Sam felt a rushing worried feeling wash through him. Sam knocked on the bathroom door, "hey, I'm sorry man... I just wanted to help!"

Dean opened the door and looked right at Sam. Sam noticed the pain in his brother's eyes, and It hurt him to see him that way. He still couldn't believe someone like Lisa could do something like that to Dean.

"What are you looking at?" Dean spat at Sam. Dean knew he was being a bit harsh on Sam since he was just trying to help, but Dean couldn't wash off the anger he felt in his chest and before he could apologize the flashback came back to him.

*flashback*

[Dean's POV]

"Can I get a bouquet of pink roses please?" I pointed at the beautiful flowers that stood on the shelf. I knew Lisa would love them and I had to get everything perfect and ready for this special night. "Today is the night I propose to my beautiful girlfriend," I shot a smile at the cashier and she 'awed' and congratulated me.

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I reached into my pocket to grab my keys, and unlocked the front door holding the bouquet in one hand and some shopping bags on the other. I closed the door behind me and walked into the kitchen. I expected to see Lisa there but the room was empty, an odd feeling washed over me and I set the stuff down on the dining table.

I heard a noise upstairs and quickly ran up. I walked through the hallway until I came to face the door of our bedroom, the door was closed and I could hear voices on the other side. My heart sunk as I reached for the door knob, I opened the door to find my so said 'bestfriend' Crowley screwing my girlfriend in my own bed.

Dean froze as he watched, he felt anger and pain building up in his chest.

"DEAN, this is not what you think it is.." Lisa tried explaining. Dean looked at Crowley and Lisa with a disgusted look on his face. Lisa got out of bed grabbing some sheets to cover up, Crowley sat up and started dressing up.

Lisa started walking over to Dean to explain things but Dean didn't want to hear the bullcrap.

"YOU BITCH, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!" Dean shouted at her face, "I CAN'T BELIEVE I EVER LOVED YOU, ALL YOU ARE IS A FILTHY WHORE! GET OUT OF MY DAMN HOUSE." Dean commanded and pointed outside the door.

"Dean I.." Lisa tried.

"DON'T EVEN SAY A WORD JUST GET OUT DAMMIT," Dean felt a knot in his throat, "AND CROWLEY, I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN OR I SWEAR I WILL KILL YOU, YOU UNDERSTAND?!"

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The flashback stopped and Dean felt the knot forming out in the back of his throat. He looked at Sammy and apologized for being a dick to him, after all it wasn't his fault.

"Let's just get going okay?" Dean grabbed his bags and started packing up. The flashback still not leaving his thoughts, he tried to focus on their next case out of town and forget all about it.

"Alright Dean, we are ready to go."