To Dance (Supernatural AU)

Chapter 6

"Who does she think she is?" Dean mumbled towards the ceiling in the dark room that him and Lisa shared. Lisa and Dean were like two peas in a pod ever since they met. They were best friends and did virtually everything together. She rolled over to look at the handsome man through the shadows.

"She knows that you're having an affair, Dean," Lisa said simply. "Trust me, she isn't as stupid as she looks." Twiddling her thumbs while laying on her back, she locked eyes with him. They looked at one another for a moment before looking back down at their hands. "Look, Dean," Lisa sighed softly and shook her head, "If you don't want to be with her anymore, why don't you just tell her?"

Her question bounced off the walls like a dodge ball thrown at top speed. Dean flared his nostrils and whirled around to meet her gaze again. He approached the bed and slammed his hands down on the edge. "What do you think I've been trying to do?" Dean shouted. "She hates the fact that I come home hammered or under the influence of drugs every other night! Bonnie doesn't know when to quit when it comes to me!" The last part was pure arrogance, Dean knew that Bonnie would never leave him for someone else. And he knew in his heart that he would never accept the fact that she could have any man that she desired, if he couldn't have her, then no one could.

But the only way to keep Lisa at his side as well was to feed her lies until he knew that she would stay with him too.

"You told me three months ago that you would leave her, Winchester," Lisa stated bluntly, "I don't know how much longer I can wait for you to follow through on your word."

Lisa had proven to be the only woman that had ever challenged Dean, whether it be verbally or physically. She wasn't scared of him, she saw him as soft, and he was. Bonnie just got the shitty end of his personality lately. Lisa didn't hate Bonnie, in fact she admired her for staying with Dean as long as she had, even with everything that he had been putting her through lately.

"If I have to I will tell her that you've been fucking me for the past half a year," she clenched her jaw and crossed her arms over her bare chest. "I will."

That got a rise out of Dean, like she was hoping it would. The veins in his neck and arms shown prominently, his pupils dilating half a centimeter, she could tell, even through the dimly lit room.  Deans jaw clenched and relaxed a few times before he finally responded.

"You're not gonna tell her anything Lisa," he said firmly and bore his emerald eyes into her chocolate ones. That was the Dean that she loved, the angry and violent one. It was one of her fetishes, but she knew his soft side would come out when she smiled at him, so she did. His posture relaxed and he mumbled, "I hate you."

"And I love it," she responded.

...

The door to the condo was locked, Bonnie fumbled around trying to get the key out of her small purse. She couldn't believe that she was struggling with such a small task. It was nothing whenever it was her and Dean that were about to enter the house, but with Castiel standing behind her, his hands on her hips and his soft warm breath cascading down her neck, she couldn't focus. Finally, she pulled the small silver thing out and slid it into the door knob with ease, letting the both of them inside at last. Castiel held the door open for her like a true gentleman. Bonnie thanked him quietly and scurried inside. Once they were both in, she shut and locked the deadbolt behind them. Making her way to the kitchen, she grabbed a few bottles of wine out of the cooler and looked back at the black haired man.

"What do you perfer?" She asked her guest and he looked to be deep in thought, having an inner monologue of sorts before he opened his mouth.

His face twisted awkwardly and he shook his head, "I don't drink wine, it's too light for me." Castiel's admittance threw Bonnie off slightly, but she quickly recovered with a nod, putting the wine back in its proper place.