Supernatural imagines

Sam X Reader

Footsteps

Footsteps, they aren't something you should fear, it's just your mark on the planet. Yet I Am so afraid of my footsteps, I followed my father's footsteps, I walked as quickly as I could, I tried to be a good person and an even better hunter, and yet I failed. Bobby, my father, he would have been so disappointed in me right now. Not because I was attempting to leave the hunting life but because I was leaving what I wanted behind. Sam Winchester, tall, long brown and greasy hair that looked absolutely perfect, and deep brown eyes that I could look into forever. For the last time in what will be a long time, we stood under our tree, where pink flower petals fell and the streets were silent. Not a car in sight.

We stood dead center of the road looking at each other in utter silence, Dean was in the bar still grabbing a quick drink for the road. My boyfriend Jayden was with him, probably talking about how much they both love sports or something stupid, but right now it was just the wind, moon, stars, Sam, and I. We stood at least five feet apart not wanting to get any closer knowing that we both wouldn't be able to let go.

"It's beautiful out."

I furrowed my eyebrows trying to read his dull expression but it feared me to know what he was feeling. All I could muster up the courage to do was a nod, which I did slowly and awkwardly.

"Bobby would have been-"

"Sam, he isn't. I know for a fact that he isn't proud."

Sam looked at his feet and tried avoiding my eyes, which I did the same and looked towards the wooden bench that sat next to a small run down ice cream shop, Sam looked up and followed my gaze looking exactly where I was looking.

"That is our place, and Sam I promise to visit here every once in a while."

"I wish I could say the same, but I don't think I will ever see it the same again."

We went back into the comfortable silence and we held our stances wishing to be pulled into each other's arms.

"I followed in the wrong footsteps, Sammy."

"I know. I know you did."

I took a step backward leaning into the step secretly hoping I would fall flat on my back so Sam would have to help me get up. Although I didn't fall, and I didn't feel his hands on my arms pulling me up so I could balance on my feet.

"Sam before I leave I want you to know, that you're what I wanted."

His face went pink but then he looked angry, his smile turned into a frown.

"Then why don't we be together?"

"Because we can't!"

"Why not?"

I didn't have an answer. I had no reason not to be with Sam and yet I didn't have the strength to say yes. What was I so afraid of, what was I hiding from?

"I-I don't know."

I took another step back and Sam took two steps forward, and I couldn't handle it anymore.

"I'm so sorry Sammy."

And like that, I turned around and ran to my car not looking back because I was too afraid that if I looked back I would never be able to leave. Bobby would be so disappointed, he will never be able to look me in the eye again. I'm so sorry Sammy.