Dean Winchester Imagines

Replacement? part 2/2

The first night after leaving the Winchesters, you went to a motel. You were tired of your phone constantly going off. You smashed it against the wall and got another phone. Time passed and you were starting to miss the Winchesters. You know you shouldn't but you cant help it. To take your mind off of things you went to the local bar. Dean was most likely gonna be there chatting up a girl but what did it matter to you? you shouldn't care but sadly you did.

You walked to the bar (you were probably gonna end up drunk and have to walk home so it was pointless bringing your car). When you arrived, you sat yourself on a stool and ordered the strongest drink they had. You wanted to forget and feel good about yourself.

After about 5 shots of that drink, you had a buzzing feeling, you started to feel more confident. You flirted with one particular guy. He had brown hair and really nice green eyes, not as nice as Dean's but they were really nice. 'There is no other way to get over Dean than to be with someone who reminds me of Dean. I can't forget him so what's the point' you thought.

He asked you to dance, which you agreed to. He lead you to the dance floor where you grinded on each other, you felt really good about yourself by this point. But the dancing was interrupted when you felt a tap on your shoulder. It was non other than Dean Winchester. You stepped away from your date.

"What do you want Dean? Cant you see i'm busy?" You were still pissed off and were getting more pissed off by the minute.

"Can I talk to you outside for a minute? Alone?" He asked. You agreed even though you were still annoyed. The two of you made your way outside.

"What is it?" You asked.

"I want to apologise. What happened with Mackenzia, that was months ago. I haven't seen her in months and she just messaged me out of the blue, wanting to hook up again."

"Bullshit. If you haven't seen her in months then her underwear wouldn't be in your jacket pocket the entire time. Unless it pleases you so much to remember what you did with her. That she is so much better in bed than me because let's face it Dean, if you slept with all those women while we were still together, i'm obviously not good enough for you am I?" you felt the tears brim in your eyes again but you blinked them away.

"No! No y/n its not that. You were everything I wanted and I still want you, I still need you."

"Cut the crap Dean! You're not fooling anyone here. I'm a shit girlfriend and you don't want me. To escape from me, you would go to the bar or the strip club, get drunk and go home with another chick. I've never been what you wanted so stop telling me that I am" you turned and began to walk away.

"y/n wait!" Dean grabbed your arm and turned you towards him.

"Please Dean, just leave me alone. I'm tired of feeling like this" he just stood and waited, expecting you to continue "that guy in the bar i was dancing with? He reminded me of you. Your flirty personality, your green eyes, the way you first treated me. I...It was nice" you smiled as your eyes finally let the tears fall. Dean let go of your arm and looked down.

You lifted his face up by his chin so his eyes would meet yours "I can't forget you so I thought why not get with someone like you?" you leaned towards Dean and he did the same thing. When your lips met his, sparks flew around in your stomach. Maybe you should Dean another chance. He doesnt deserve it but surely it wouldnt hurt to try again.