Sam goes out and Dean decides to play a little prank on his little brother... Then he finds a journal and what's inside breaks his heart.
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"Dean I'm going out!" Sam yelled as he left the bunker. Dean grinned as he heard the closing of the door. He was planning a prank on his little brother to add a little happiness to the dark of the past years. He gave a little run to Sam's room, opening the door as he smirked looking around the tidy space.
He started to move things around, not too much that it became a mess but enough to confuse Sam. He scoffed when he opened a cupboard and found a journal.
"Wow. A journal? Really Sammy?" He mutters grinning as he takes in the beautiful black leather, running his fingers over the soft material.
"What's this for Sammy?" He shook his head as he went to place it down, yes he was curious but he wasn't going to invade that much of Sam's privacy... Well that was untill it flipped open onto the first page.
In hard black ink the words "People I've let down" stained the page. Dean's eyes widened as he sighed, sitting down and picking up the journal.
"Sammy... Why?" He choked out as his hands traced the letters.
Dean opened to the next page not being able to stop himself.
A different name on each line. Dean read each name out to him self.
"Bobby, Ellen, Castiel, Jessica, Mother, Father, Samuel, Lucifer" And the list went on, naming tens of people, from people they cared deeply about to random people they met on hunt but one name stopped him "Myself" That caused Dean to scoff, shaking his head.
"How badly are you hurting Sammy?" Dean sighed wishing he knew his brother was in so much pain. Wishing he could help.
Dean continued reading, slightly dissapointed when he didn't see his name 3 pages in.
But then he turned the page, tears started to form at the sight. Dean went numb, his mouth wide open in shock.
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And that continued for pages. Dean's face was soaked when he reachedthe end, 10 pages later, he ran his hand along the pages, clenching his other hand. He carefully set the book down and walked out the room. A single tear slid down his face as he reached the kitchen. He grabed himself a beer and sat down on the counter, the image of his name writen so harshly invading his mind as he waited for his brothers return home.
A.N The idea for this is from Pinterest. So just the writing is mine, not the idea
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