He cares

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Dean has been treating me like shit. We'd been dating for 8 months now and he didn't care at all anymore. He didn't say 'I love you' at all anymore.

His eyes are dull and cold and I just wanna scream.

I tried to see if he cared any more by the jealousy test.

I flirted with random men and Dean did nothing.

He still slept in the same bed as me but we were so far apart.

This is how its been for 4 months.

*tonight:

I grab a beer out of the fridge and sit on the couch. I down the beer and lay down.

I start to cry softly.

Sam walks in.

"Jess? Jess is that you?" He asks.

I shut up.

"What's the matter, Jess?"

"Nothing. Go away..."

"I'll go, Jess, but I'll be in my room if you wanna talk about it."

2:37 am:

I knock on Sam's door. He opens it. I notice that I probably just woke him up.

"Umm...never mind..sorry..." I stutter.

"No..no..its alright come in..." He says.

I walk in and he closes the door.

"What's been bothering you?"

He asks patiently.

"Dean is..." I say quietly.

"What? How?" He asks concerned.

"He acts different...he treats me like I'm were not dating anymore. He never says I love you, he looks at me like I'm a sideshow freak when I try to lighten up. He flirts with random women in front of me. And I just don't know what to do anymore...I love him so much..."

Sam softens and hugs me.

I cry into his shoulder.

He looks up at me and kisses me.

I pull away and say, "Sam! What the hell? I just wanted someone to talk to! Not to cheat on my boyfriend with his own brother! I came here 'cause I needed someone who I actually trust to talk to!" I yell at him with tears rolling down my face.

I storm out the door, back into me and Dean's room.

I lay back on the couch and cry softly.

The next morning, I wake up and grab a beer outta the fridge. I drain it and go outside with the empty bottle. I throw it against a wall.

I go back inside and change into somewhat decent clothes. Dean is already clothed.

"Were leaving in 10 minutes. We found a nest of vamps and I plan to kill 'em all." Dean says rather abruptly.

"Kay" I reply quietly.

He looks at my puffy ted eyes and dismisses it.

I climb into the back seat of the impala.

Sam gets in the passenger seat and look at me apologetically and I avoid his gaze.

We head to the vamp nest and Dean explains the plan. I'm too distant to hear it.

We sneak up to the abandoned toy factory where they're nesting.

Dean busts down the door and the shooting begins.

Dean kills 4 vamps, I kill 2, and Sam kills 7.

"Whew.." Sam says relieved.

"That's not all..." Someone says behind me.

I'm suddenly pulled back by my neck and I feel a cold knife against my throat.

A tear rolls down my cheek.

"Dean..." I cry out weakly.

"Drop your weapons!" The vamp orders.

The brothers drop their guns and kick them over to the left.

"Now...how about we-" the vamp is cut off by Dean throwing a knife at it.

The vamp dodges it and stabs my abdomen.

"Tsk tsk tsk...I thought you knew better than to do that" the vamp smirks and runs off.

I see black dots and crumple to the ground.

"NO! JESSICA!" Dean cries out.

"Jessica! Don't die! I'm sorry! Just...please! Don't die! I'm so sorry! I love you, Jess! Just... Please I'm begging you! Don't die!!!"

Dean erupts in tears.

"I love you t-" I never get to finish.

At least I died knowing...Wow...he cares!

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