Sad Supernatural Imagines :'(

he used me. (Dean X Reader!Carter)

Name: Carter
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Seeing Dean with someone else was torture, obviously.
Only he didn't know that it was torture.
The only person that knew I loved Dean was Sam and thankfully he kept it a secret.
Dean was really happy with Lynn.
More happy than I'd seen him in so long.
Yeah, it hurt me at first.
But, after a while we all have to move on from our childhood love.
I was doing that by, and this is not my proudest moment, dating.
Like right now.
Im on a date with this blonde fellow.
His name was Rickey...or Richard.
Rodney? No.
He's hot don't get me wrong, he's just boring.
A total snooze fest.
I excused myself to go to the ladies room and left immediately after I was out of eyesight.
I know he's nice, but he's not Dean, and that's a problem.
I'll just have to die alone.
I pulled out my phone and called Sam.
"Well. You're calling rather early. Did Robbie let you down, sweetheart?"
I snapped my fingers and smiled.
"Robbie! That's his friggin name it was killing me."
I heard him snicker.
"I'm guessing he's -"
"The most dull, colorless person I've ever talked to?"
He stayed silent for a second.
"Well I was just going to say boring, but you've made yourself clear. Alright, I'm on my way to get you. See you in a bit, Carter."
I grinned and hung up.
Sam pulled up five minutes later and I hopped in the front seat.
"You should really tell Dean how you feel. You can't keep going on terrible dates just to keep yourself busy, Darlin."
He said putting his hand on my thigh.
"Says who? I get to have a moderate amount of fun on these dates and I don't have to think about Jack and Mary being alone in the apocalypse world. Besides Dean loves Lynn, and maybe one day I'll meet the right Ricardo and fall for him, then it's like nothing ever happened."
He groaned and sighed, giving up.
"Carter...His name is still Robbie."
"Right. Robbie. Dammit. I have to get better with names."
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We got to the bunker, and Sam went straight to his room, but I didn't get to finish eating, so I went straight to the kitchen.
I noticed Dean was sleeping at the table, his hair, a frizzy mess.
I smiled and decided to help him get to bed.
"Hey Deano."
His eyes fluttered open and he smirked at me.
"You must have fallen asleep drinking again. Come on, let's go to bed."
He nodded and let me lead him to his bedroom.
He laid down and pulled me with him so that I landed on top of him.
We laughed, and I tried to get up but he put his hands on my waist.
He leaned forward and almost kissed me.
"Whoa, Dean, you have a girlfriend. I should go to bed."
He didn't let me leave.
"No, don't go. Lynn's out of the picture. Just let me..."
He kissed me gently and I practically melted.
The kissing got more and more intense.
One thing led to another and I was laying next to Dean Winchester in one of his flannels.
"Dean?"
He looked at me and smiled.
"Carter?"
He asked back.
"I love you."
He dropped his smile a bit and pushed hair out of his face.
"I know."
My smile faded away and my happiness was quickly replaced by a stinging sensation in my abdomen.
"Car, I don't want you to get this confused, this was amazing. I just don't want to be with anybody right now. You understand, right?"
He said while stoking through my hair.
My jaw dropped slightly and I got out of his bed to find my underwear.
"Where you going?"
I scoffed as I gathered my clothes.
"I don't want you to get this confused, Dean, I just don't want to be with anybody right now. Im sure you understand."
My voice cracked, and I went to open the door.
"If I thought this would've been such a problem, I wouldn't have ever done it."
I turned back around.
"You are the only person I've ever loved like this and I've waited for this ever since I met you, and you used me. I'm such an idiot for thinking you could actually be the one..."
He searched for words to defend himself with but he found nothing.
Maybe because everything that I said was true and there was no honest rebuttal.
"I didn't know you felt that way...baby-"
I stopped him.
"Don't call me that. I should go. I need to get some sleep."
He scrambled to the edge of the bed and grabbed my hand.
"Hey, hey, hey...come on Carter we can figure out how to be okay again, can't we?"
He put on his best regretful stare and tried to trick me again.
"No. No, I don't think we can, Dean. This should have never happened."
I yanked my hand away and stormed out of his room and ran directly into Sam's with tears running down my face.
"Baby? What happened? Why are you crying?"
My lips quivered.
"I slept with Dean...he used me, Sam."
I said sobbing into his bare chest.
He doesn't say anything he just let me cry it out.
"You were right. I should have just let him go. I'm so stupid."
I said still crying into him.
He carried me to his bed and laid me down.
"Hey. You are not stupid, Carter. He's the stupid one. He doesn't see what he has in front of him. What he's always had right in front of him. You deserve the world, darlin. If Dean can't give it to you then I will."
I laughed through my tears.
"You don't love me like that."
He nodded slowly.
"I know. But, who says I need to love you like that to give you the world?"
I smiled and hugged him tightly.
"Thank you. I think I just need a little bit of time away from everything. I need to get over Dean. Maybe trying to do that while living with him wasn't a great idea."
He used his thumbs to wipe away my tears.
"Okay. You need time away? We can pre-pay for a couple of months at a motel a couple of hours away from here. That way I can keep an eye on you. I love you, Carter."
I smiled.
"I love you too."
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Sam's POV
(The morning after he drops you off at the motel)
"Where is she?!"
Dean asks slamming his fists on the table almost knocking over my coffee.
"Whoa easy, buddy...where's who?"
He seethed at me.
"Don't act stupid. Where is Carter?"
She woke him up every day.
Not today.
"Oh Carter, duh. Yeah, she left."
He stared at me in shock.
"What?!"
I slowly nodded popping my mouth.
"She took off after saying something about you 'using her' and that she 'should have just let you go'. Sound familiar? I don't know, honestly, I couldn't really understand her through all the crying."
Dean fumed out of the room, fetched his keys, and came right back.
"Tell me where you took her."
I stood up and put my coffee cup in the sink.
"Absolutely not."
He walked up to me.
"Why not?"
I cocked my head and raised an eyebrow.
"Why should I? I mean what could you possibly need from Carter? You want to degrade her again, or something, because I think she's had enough?!"
I said this time getting angry.
He had no right looking for her.
"What I did was wrong. I know that, but I care about Carter. I don't want her to hate me because I messed up."
I scoffed.
"Messed up? That's what your gonna call it. You fucked her because you were bored, and you call that caring for someone?! You're unbelievable! I can't believe Carter wasted her time being in love with you."
He pushed me against the counter.
"SHUT UP!"
I shook my head and laughed.
"Now you have the audacity to pretend you're actually hurt by this. THAT YOU ACTUALLY GIVE A SHIT ABOUT HOW CARTER FEELS. You're just mad because you thought you could have it all. You thought that you could still be friends with Carter after what you did."
He shook his head with smoke coming out of his nose and ears.
He pushed me again, but I refused to lay a hand on him.
He began to calm down and his face became sad and desperate.
"Just tell me where she is."
I looked at him with a blank face.
"...please. I think I'm in love with her."
I took a piece of paper from my back pocket and handed it to him.
The name of the motel was on it.
"Don't screw this up. If you do then, we both lose, and I'm not ready to lose her."
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