Supernatural One Shots

Forgive Me? (Demon!Dean x Reader) Part two

(Got some requests for a second part so here we go)
*buzz buzz*
"Mmmm"
*buzz buzz*
You turn around to see your phone on silent and Sam calling you. You pick up the phone. "Hello?" "(Y/N)? You need to get out of the bunker, now! Dean is ——." The phone service cut out, but you understood what was happening. Dean was in the bunker.
You got up so fast your head was spinning, but you needed to get out. You grabbed some random clothes and your gun from under your pillow. You were never much of a hunter, but at least you knew how to hold a gun. You quietly unlock your door and look out. You immediately come into contact with a chest. Dean. You look up and see your ex. Dean smiles at you with his piercing black eyes. You slam the door and lock it.
"How the fuck." You wonder how he even got into the bunker.
"(Y/N)! Open the god damn door!" Dean pounds on the door. You know he can just smash it in, but you don't know why he isn't doing it. Suddenly the door is smashed open.
"Never mind." You think to yourself. You scream as he approaches you with a hammer. He smashes the hammer into your head.
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You wake up in a cold sweat. "What the fuck." You hear your phone buzz and quickly answer it. "Hey (Y/N), you want pancakes?" Thank god it was Sam. "Uhmmm, yeah, sure." You chuckle then hang up the phone. What a weird fucking dream. You get up, making sure to grab the gun that is under your pillow, never know, he might actually be here. You walk out your new bedroom to find the bunker is enclosed in darkness. You take out the gun and quietly start to walk about the bunker. You had no idea how to turn on the lights in the first place, so it was just you and the darkness. That's when you heard it. The deep laugh that echoed off the walls. 

"Dean?" You gulped. The lights flickered on and that's when you saw him. "Hey babe" Dean smiles down at you. He was right in front of you, just like your nightmare. You scream and shoot two shots into his chest. He laughs and grabs your wrists, "Awww, baby you know bullets don't hurt." He flashes his black eyes at you and you scream once again. "Shhhh, No need to scream, Sammy isn't here anymore. You look around wildly to find Sam unconscious on the floor with blood leaking from his skull. You scream once again and try to wriggle your way out of his grip. "Baby, baby, baby, stop this madness. I'm not gonna hurt you, well...not too bad anyway. Dean gripped your wrists hard enough to bruise. You heard a crack. 

"AHHHHH" He broke your right wrist with ease and laughed out loud. "Whoopsies, I must've squeezed too hard." Sam started to stir and tried to look up. Dean kicked him in the face with so much brute force, you could literally hear Sam's consciousness screaming. You sobbed so hard that you weren't able to see through the tears. "Aww, baby don't cry." He yanked you down to floor and put both of your wrists in one hand while the other was brought up to the side of your face. "I love you, (Y/N)." He smiled a wicked smile before taking your head and smashing it against the floor.