Dean X Reader Imagines

Forgiveness (Dean X Reader)

I've been living with the boys for six years now since they saved me from that... monster. Humans are worse than monsters sometimes.

Since then I was just helping the boys with doing all the research because I wasn't able to fight. No matter how much I tried to train, I'm useless. So I've been helping by my way.

But tonight something went wrong and I didn't predict how many demons there were right. I told the boys that they are two but it turns out that they are five. But it was already too late. They boys were already gone and they weren't returning my calls. So I grabbed my blade and a gun and I went to find them. This can turn out really bad but I can't let them die.

I get in the building and I see Sam and Dean knocked out on the floor. I run to them and I kneel next to Dean. "Dean! Dean! Sam!" I say but they were still out.

"Wow, that's interesting" someone from behind me says. I get up and I turn around. There was a male and female demon. "Welcome to the game sweetheart" the male says and walks to me. "Three of mine..." he says pointing at the three dead demons that were on the floor "...for the three of you. I think that's fair" he says.

"No, wait. Let them go" I say "You can have my soul and my life if you just let them walk out of here" I say and he chuckles
"Would you really give up your life and soul for them?" he asks
"Yes" I say
"Why?" he asks
"Because she loves him" the female demon says pointing at Dean "Right?" she asks
"Yeah, so? It's been almost six years and that jerk haven't even noticed it" I say
"Pathetic" he chuckles
"Maybe it is. But I can't let him die, let alone let them both die" I say.

"Deal" he says and gets ready to kiss me. But I take my blade and I stab him in the chest. He falls on the floor as the orange light was fading. Then I hear the other one scream and I see that Sam stabbed her. I gasp and I take a few deep breath "I... I killed a demon" I say "Yes, you did great" Sam says and taps my arm.

The drive back home was silent. "I'm gonna go take a shower and then sleep" Sam says and goes to his room. "You had one damn job. Let us know how many they are" Dean yells in my face "I said that I'm sorry. I tried to fix it--" "Yeah, by coming in there with no guns or training? Hell of a plan (Y/N). The only thing you achieved was get us knocked out" he keeps yelling "I'm sorry, I was just trying to help" I say in a low voice "Maybe next time you just try to do your damn job right and let us do ours. Because next time you might not be so lucky" he yells and then turns around.

He knocks the few books that were on the table on, on the floor and turns to me again even angrier. "I trusted you and you messed up. I knew that I shouldn't have trusted you from the beginning but Sam convinced me to give you a chance. And look at us now. You failed to do the one thing you were supposed to do. You disappointed both me and Sam. And honestly, I'm tired of debating with myself if I should trust you or not every time we go out. Because you failed and I knew that that would happen at some point. And I'm also tired of being careful not to hurt the little sensitive raped girl that Sam brought in and for some reason she decided to stay. I'm tired of thinking if I should say what I have in mind or not when she's around because it might bring back those memories for her. But guess what? I'm done. This is my home and I should feel free to talk and act however I want. You on the other hand... you are just dead weight" he says and I just keep looking at him. Every word ripped my hurt apart even more. But I didn't want to cry in front of him. "Screw you" it's the only thing I managed to say and I run to my room.

I lock my door and I grab his picture from my nightstand. I rip it apart into small pieces while my vision was getting blurry from the tears. I stop for a second and I look at the piece that had his face on. But I let a groan of anger out and I rip it into even smaller pieces throwing it in the trashcan.

In my closet, I had a t-shirt of his. He gave it to me when we were away for a case just the two of us and he had forgotten to bring my bag. I open my closet and I take it out of my drawer throwing it on the floor. I grab the angel blade that I was hidden under my bed and I scratch his t-shirt. I stab and I scratch his t-shirt with all my strength while crying and sobbing like crazy.

I throw the ripped t-shirt in the same trashcan with the small pieces of his photo. I go to my desk and I grab the tape he gave me for my last birthday. He had made a collection of his favourite songs and I thought that it was a really sweet gift because he put effort into making it. Jokes on me. I place it on the floor and I break it with the back of the blade. I throw it in the trashcan too.

I pour alcohol in there and I throw my lighter in. It immediately catches on fire. I walk backwards until my back hit the wall. I slide down and I sit on the floor. I sat there crying and looking at his things burn.

For a second I thought that maybe it would be a good idea to stay in the room letting the fire get bigger. I mean there is no point on trying anymore. I failed both of them and I have no one else.

No. I won't let him destroy me. This is my life and I will do whatever I want. I pour water in the trashcan putting out the small fire and I pack my things quickly. I get out of the room and I run to the door. But unfortunately Dean was there.

I didn't say anything and I kept walking. "Wait" he says but I ignore him. "I said wait" he says grabbing my arm "I heard it and I chose to ignore you" I say taking my arm back "God... you're such a... I don't even think there is a word to describe it" I say "Where are you going?" he asks "It's non of your business" I answer quickly.

"I'm sorry for what I said earlier" he says "I don't care. The damage is already done" I say and he nods. "I get angry (Y/N) and you know that. When things go bad, it's just... it comes out and I can't stop it" he says "I know it but I can't be the one you get all this anger out on. I'm tired Dean" "Tired of what?" "Of you and your regection. You have me lock down in this place pretending like I'm helping you this way but the truth is that I'm not. I'm not helping anyone in here, not even myself, and you said it yourself" "That's not true (Y/N) and you know that. Six years now you were right all the time. We need you here. I need you here" "Because I'm useful? Yeah, right" "Because you're family. And we don't leave family behind. After all the crap we've been through, after all the good that you've done. If you don't think that I was gonna die for you--" he says "No, you wouldn't die for me. But I would" I say "Come on (Y/N). You, me, Sam and Cas we are all we've got. But if non of that matters to you then go. I won't stop you" he says and steps out of my way.

But I was determined. So I start walking up the stairs. "I love you" I hear from behind me. I stop and I turn around. "I did too. And I still do. But that blow up you had earlier changed many things for me" "I'm so sorry. I promise to make this up to you--" "I don't want you to. You made me realize that I've already waited long enough for you to notice it and make a move. And now I don't want it anymore. And today I saw a side of you that I didn't know it existed and I can't even look at you the same way I used to. So bye Dean" I say and I storm the door behind me.