When Reality Starts to Falter (SPN AU FANFIC) Finished!

Part Eight

There's a rustling noise by the door. Anxious and angry feet shuffle into the room. Swiftly, you pull yourself away from Jensen and stand. You see Jared with his arms crossed and lips taut.

The air crisps and tightens, as if it gets sucked right out of the room. Jensen slowly brings himself to his feet beside you, while you struggle to find a comfortable stance, shifting your weight from one leg to the other.

"So that's what that was all about?" Jared barks, moving a finger between the two of you. "You ruined the take and everyone's day because you want to defend your new girlfriend?"

Yesterday, you might have tried to calm him down, and you might have even left the room. Today, a fury whirls around in your stomach, and you take fearless steps towards him, pointing a finger.

"The only person to ruin the day was you, Jared," you shout. Jensen stands by your side now, with a hand on your back in a soft gesture to claim that he's on your side.

Jared's face relaxes just slightly, arms now on his hips. You press on, "you hurt me more than anyone ever has, and you expect me to just live with that? You expect me to just be okay with you living your perfect, happily ever after with the woman you cheated on me with?"

His mouth hangs open, squinting eyes now open wide. You point your finger at him, "you brought this on yourself, Jared."

"No, Y/N," he growls. Looking between you and Jensen, the anger fills his face again. He tilts his head to the side, holding out a hand, "aren't you getting married? You have someone at home waiting for you, and you're here making out with someone you work with. How is that any different than what I did. You're just as guilty," he says, turning around to leave the room.

"Just as guilty, huh?" you chuckle. "Should I tell your wife that you kissed me, then?" you shout as he reaches the handle.

He freezes, turning around slowly. With your arms crossed, you glare at Jared and ignore the wide eyed expression beating on you from Jensen.

"You wouldn't," he says through clenched teeth, giving his head a single shake. He takes a step towards you, and is slightly hunched over at the torso.

"Why would I?" you shrug. "You can't just go around kissing anyone you want and expect that it's going to just be kept a secret," you shout.

He straightens himself out, a cocky grin placed on his face as he folds his hands together in front of him. He takes a short moment to sort out his thoughts, looking between you and Jensen. "Should I tell your fiance that you kissed Jensen?" he says, pointing a finger at him while keeping his eyes glued on yours.

You smile, saying nothing for a moment. The gratification you know you'll feel when he realizes that it's a lost cause is worth seeing him soak in pride. "He's only going to laugh," you say finally. He stands stoic, keeping silent and seemingly frozen in thought. "You tell her, or I will," you say, folding your arms. Jensen tightens his grip on your back.

He finally comes out of his thoughts enough to laugh, "she's not going to believe you."

"She'd believe me," Jensen mumbles, softly shrugging. "I'll tell her if you don't," he says with a straight face, but glaring Jared's way.

"Seriously, man?" he gripes. "We've been friends for how long? And you're not only gonna get with my ex, but you're gonna try and ruin the best thing that's ever happened to me?"

You don't expect that to hurt as much as it does, but as soon as those words hit your ears you belt out a hefty breath - as if they had punched you in the stomach.