Who are you? (Jensen Ackles FanFic)

Chappie 23

A/N: Oh my goodness guys, you have no idea, I have 8.1k reeds right now. Thank you all so much you have no idea how much this means and I can't thank you all enough!! I know, It's been like years, it's just that I've been really busy, y'know school an all. And oh my.. Supernatural is taking forver like yeah I understand that they need their holiday breaks too but.. damn. ;) BUT I WILL BE UPDATING MORE!! (hopefully)

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*Destiny’s POV*

Oh my... Looks like we fell asleep, on the couch. I find that my shirt and almost every other item of my clothing is missing... well it's everywhere. So are Misha's and Jared's clothes. I rub the sleep out if my eyes and find some article of clothing, and walk into the kitchen. I feel better, physically and emotionally. I quickly start the coffee machine and walk over to the fridge. What to make for breakfast... hmmm, pancakes? And interrupting my train of thoughts, Misha walks in, naked. What a pleasant surprise. Wrapping his arms around my waist, engulfing me in a huge hug, he whispers "Food." and I can't help but laugh! He lets me go and smiles and serves himself the, now finished, coffee. He turns the speaker system on and puts on Lazy Eye by the Silversun Pickups and nods his head to the beat. The song lulls me into a weird swaying motion as I make the pancake mix, humming along to the beat.

Jared finally wakes up, but has the courtesy to put some underwear on before walking into the kitchen while Misha just stays happily undressed. Jared rubs his eyes like a sleepy kitten and takes a seat at the table. I'm just about finished before the doorbell rings, "I'll get it, Mish, man the pancakes!" I say before heading to the door. Passing the living room, I notice the amount of clothing on the floor and spot my bra and underwear, and quickly slip them on before answering the door. The person keeps ringing the doorbell; I open the door and gasp... It's Jensen. Be civil, Destiny. Civil. "Jensen, what are you doing here?" I asked avoiding eye contact. “I came for... you... to talk. At least.' he said shifting his weight from one foot to another. "Jensen... plea-" "No, Destiny, you need to let me talk. Please." I wasn't going to protest because honestly, I want to hear what he has to say. 'Destiny... What's he doing here?" Jared walked out of the kitchen, "We're going to talk, Jared. So could you please, give us some privacy?" I told him with a reassuring tone. He nodded and walked away.

Jensen and I sat on the front porch and he just stared at me blankly for a couple of seconds before turning away. I avoided almost all eye contact. His emerald green eyes constantly looking for a place to settle. "Jen, cut to the chase please... I don't want to sit here playing "I Spy'" I said, trying so hard to be nice. He laughed, "Okay, well, I know what I did was pretty fucked up. Like really fucked up. I have no reasonable excuse, I was thinking with my dick and not my brain. I look at her and I look at you and I see that you're so much more worth it. I'm sorry... I really am... And I know that I hurt you, but I want you back. I'll do anything. Please." he begged, and that's when I looked into his eyes and saw true regret. But that doesn't mean that I'm going to forgive him instantly. 

"Jen, you need to realize that you made an unforgivable mistake." I told him, looking into his eyes.

"Yes it's forgivable... please. I realize that! Don't you see?' He said with watering eyes. "Jen, you had sex with a girl you used to know. In the bed that we have been sleeping in for almost a year! I know you understand the pain, the pain of seeing the one person you love more than anything in the world, in bed, worshipping someone that isn't you. Here I thought you loved me, Jensen. But what a huge mistake that was... right? You don't realize that I'm fragile, barely recovering from years of depression... I tried to not let this get to me Jen, but I love you. With my all, with all of me, every bit of matter that makes me who I am, loves you, and you ruined that. It's going to take some time to fix that Jensen. It's not easy to glue myself back together. Let's be civil about this. For right now Jensen, you and I, we are no longer a thing. We are no longer a couple. Until I'm feeling better, I will talk to you then. We both need time to figure ourselves out." I said letting it all out. I looked up and Jensen was crying, not sobbing like a little girl or anything, but tears were streaming freely down his face. I stood up from the chair and walked over to him, kissing his cheek softly and heading back into the house. I sighed; this is going to be a long day.