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YoungDean's Date

Dean getting ready to go on a date with you

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Deans POV: 

I tried to hide my smile as I sorted Sammy. He was old enough to sort his own food at this point but I didn't trust him to not get burnt. I placed his plate in front of his and went to walk to the other side of the motel room. 

"You're not eating?" He asked so I turned to look at him.
"I'm going out to eat," I explained not wanting to tell him I have a date. I'm not the dating type, but she was different. I didn't want to mess with her, I think I'll actually try to date, meet her parents and do it right. 

"I want to eat out," Sam started but I sighed.  

"You can't come," I started but Sam sulked. 

"I want to if you are," he argued but I sighed. 

"You can't it's for a school project," I lied but he didn't drop it. 

"Since when did you care about school? Where just going to be moving again when dads back," Sam retorted so I sighed. 

"Just eat your food," I added as I moved to my bag and grabbed my best clothes. I got changed in the bathroom and sighed at the creases. How am I supposed to look nice when all my clothes are thrown into a bag? I jelled my hair slightly and adjusted my tie. I look stupid. I sighed, all I wanted to do was impress Y/n. I walked back into the main room and did my usual talk to Sam when I leave. 

"I know don't unlock the door, don't cook anything and stay quiet," Sam finished making me smile slightly. At least he knows. 

I nodded before heading to the door. "She's going to like it," he added as he noticed I was messing with my tie trying my best to improve my looks. I looked to him a little plainly before walking out and locking to door behind me. I walked to the bus stop and waited. My phone rang and I answered instantly. Y/n must be telling me that she's in her way too. I couldn't help but smile as I answered. 

"Dean," my smile dropped instantly as I heard my dads voice. This is always bad news when he calls. 

"Yeah?" I called through with breath stuck in my throat. 

"Pack up, we're on the road in 20minutes," he explained and my heart dropped. The one time I want to stay. 

"Can't we just stay the night?" I asked mentally begging. 

"No, I want you in the car as soon as I pull up to the motel," he explained making me freeze. I always obay but this one has me questioning it. 

"I want to stay," I added sternly but my heart was racing with fear. 

"You want to stay?" He asked in shock and I knew I had started something. 

"Yes,"I added sheepishly. 

The bus pulled up beside me and I knew I was at a cross roads. I could get on this bus or pack up my stuff. The battle was choosing between her and sammy. The thought of him alone with my dad frightened me and I knew I couldn't do that to him. 

"You forget everything I've ever done for you, either get in the car when I pull up or lose my number, I don't want you calling for my help when you regret your decision," he explained in an angry tone. Surprising staying calmer than I thought he would. I took a final look at the bus before watching it drive away. 

"I'll start packing," I sighed before he hung up. I know this wont be the end of it. I wanted to throw my phone but I knew it would only make things worse. I called Y/n as I walked back to the motel. I have no idea what to say. 

"Hey, Dean. I was just about to leave," She explained excitedly making me sigh. 

"I can't come I'm sorry," I explained and she was suddenly silent. "My dad is back and we have to go again," I continued but she stayed silent. I wanted her to say something so I knew what she was thinking but no noise was heard. I feel terrible. She probably thinks I don't like her. "I really wanted to see you, I just have to go," I explained and she said nothing. I don't know if she wants me to shut up or explain. I decided to just listen but as I got closer to the motel she said nothing. I stopped outside of the motel door for privacy from Sammy. "Please say something," I begged, right now all I feel is guilt. I should have finally stood up to my dad but I couldn't leave Sammy alone. 

"Have a nice life," She finally said before hanging up. I wanted to do something but I can't. I can't stay and I can't make it up to her. I hate dad for doing this. This is a fine example of everything I miss out on because of him. I hardened my face with anger, why does he have to be so selfish?! I unlocked the door and opened it aggressively. I ignored Sam jump from the fright. 

"Pack your bag we're leaving," I explained through gritted teeth. 

"What happened to your date?" He asked only angering me more. 

"Pack your bag!" I shouted. The first time I really shouted at him. His face showed his hurt but I ignored it as anger was coursing through my veins. I threw all my things in my bag and threw it at the door. I took off my tie and sulked onto the edge of my bed. I hate this life! When I'm older I'm never going to get my heart broken! I heard the impala pull up and stormed out of the motel room grabbing my bag on the way. I said nothing as I stormed into the car. My dad said nothing but I knew it was only a matter of time. Once Sam was in the car we drove, leaving town and Y/n behind. 

"All dressed up, so you had a date," Dad started but I ignored him as I watched out the window. "You shouldn't get attached to a woman, they'll only leave and hurt you," He added making me scoff.

"That's not what mum did," I retorted and he turned to look at me angrily. I thought he was going to hit me or cut off my tongue for saying something like that. He breathed heavily before focusing on the road and turning the radio as loud as it could go. Safe escape. I was scared after I saw his face and I knew I was being stupid. I can't disobey dad. I know what he's like.