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I'll see you in hell- Dean imagine

This is a bit sad and there's some language in here. More than I usually do, so yeah just a warning.
I'm really proud of this one, so I hope you like it. Love you guys-M.G❤

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You're going to pay your sister a visit today. You haven't seen her in quite a while, seeing as she finally got out of the life. You were so happy for her, and so proud. You only visited fleetingly seeing as you didn't want to bring along anything bad with you. 

You pulled up to her apartment building and got out, grabbing your bag and keys locking the car. Excitedly you rushed up the steps and to the elevator. Getting in you pressed the button for the 5th floor. You had gotten her a little gift from her favorite place in California; San Francisco. You knew she had so many things from there but you thought another small thing wouldn't hurt. It was just a necklace with a small crystal at the end. You knew she would love it seeing as she had so many of them. 
You walked out onto her floor knowing exactly where to go, to get to apartment 406. You smiled when you found it, and gave a knock before waiting patiently. You heard shuffling on the other side and a wide smile spread across your face. 

The door swung open and a messy haired Dean stood there. His shirt obviously thrown on in a hurry as well as the sweats that hung low on his hips. Your eyes widened and your heart and smile immediately dropped. Dean's face was one of shock, almost like he had been caught stealing something. Your heart broke as it hit your feet. Tears welled up in your eyes, and your sister walked into view. 

"Babe, who is it?" Her voice rang out before turning to look at the door. She quickly tightened her robe before making quick work of getting over to you. Still you and Dean stood there frozen. You looked at your sister standing slightly behind him, her hand resting gently against his arm. 

"(Y/n)..." Dean mumbled out. Your eyes clamped shut and you drew in a shuddering breath. "What the hell is this?" You ask, your voice was cold but shaky. Your sister pulled Dean back into the apartment so she could stand directly in front of you. 

"(Y/n), I didn't mean for you to find out this way. I'm so sorry." She said remorse showed on her face. Your anger rose burying your hurt. "You mean, you didn't mean for me to even find out. You're fucking my Ex (y/s/n). The one I cried to you about. The one I was dying about for weeks on end. The one who was my first everything." You started strong and by the end it was more like crying out to her. 

She grabbed your arm gently and you tried to pull away but she tightened her grip before pulling you inside and closing the door. "Get off of me." You growled, but she didn't let go. "Damn it let me go. Now!" You barked. Her eyes widened and she let go. Dean now stepped up. "Please just let us talk. We know you're hurt ok. We know what you're feeling." He said trying to calm you down. 

You stared him in the eye with an incredulous look of anger. 
"How dare you say you know what I'm feeling. How dare you, for even saying you know I'm hurt so casually. Yeah I'm fucking hurt, the only love of my life broke up with me because 'you didn't want me to be in danger anymore'!" You yelled. They both stare at you regretfully. 

"You say that shit, and then go galavanting off to date my sister. My sister. You think we can just talk about this. (Y/s/n), you have no clue what this feels like for me. If you think for one damn second that I could ever forgive you. Sorry, but that is the most wrong and naive you have ever been. Dean, you tell me to leave because you don't want me in danger. You knew I'd fight for you, and I did. You Watched me, fight, you heard me saying I would never leave you alone just because I might be in danger. That's what this whole job is. Being in danger. You throw that excuse at me so you can move on to mess around with the only family I have left." Your voice becoming strained. "I'm sorry (y/n), truly I am. She came to chew me out over everything. Then one thing lead to another and now we're here." Dean said meekly. 

Your sister nodded. "I didn't mean for this to happen." She said trying to step towards you. You took a step back as Dean also tried to approach you. 

You then noticed what she had on under her robe that had come slightly loose. Dean's Metallica shirt, your favorite shirt of his that you always slept in. The one he always said he adored you in. The one you were worse after your first time. Seeing it loosely hang on her was a whole new level of betrayal, and gut wrenching pain. 
"So you knew it was wrong when it started. Both of you knew and you didn't stop. I guess it's gotten to the point that she's wearing that shirt." You pointed out weakly. 

Dean cringed at your words, and your sister's eyes welled with tears trying to cover the shirt. 

"All I can say is that I'm sorry. She saw the shirt and immediately liked it so I gave it to her. I wasn't thinking, I didn't know any of this would happen." Dean tried to explain. 
"Please sis, just understand. We didn't mean to hurt you. I'm sorry about the shirt. I didn't even realize what shirt it was until you pointed it out. Just please listen to us." She pleaded with you. 

"You know, I never told you this (y/s/n), but that was the shirt that I wore after Dean took my virginity, after he promised me he would never hurt me, he would never love anyone else. I wore that shirt the first time he saw me cry, every night I wore that. He would wear it sometimes because he said it smelled like me." You spoke. Tears streaming down your face. 

A barely audible gasp fell from her lips as she looked at you. Her face was one of fear and sadness. "I didn't know..." you huffed and looked at Dean "yeah, but Dean sure did." You said bitterly. 

Dean looked down in shame running a hand through his hair, you saw a tear drip onto the floor. Your sister's cries were quite loud. 

"By the way (y/s/n), I brought you something from San Francisco, from that crystal shop you love. It's a necklace, I have one too. I saw it and thought of you..." you admitted before taking out the necklace and placing it on her table. 

She cried even more. This caused Dean to wrap his arms around her. Seeing this a choked sob escaped your lips. 

They both looked up at you at the sound of your cry. Your hand reaches up to grip the necklace you had. Dean saw the ring he had given you gleam on your finger and once again cringed. 

You continued to cry and cry. Not wanting to be there anymore you finally got the last words out. 
"I could never hate you both, I don't have it in me. I'm saying this before I go." You took a deep breath seeing their hurt expressions. 
"I don't ever want to see or hear from you again. If you think for one minute, for anything at all that I will come back. You're wrong. Don't bother trying to find me because when I don't want to be found you damn well know you won't find me. So I kindly say this. You deserve each other. Maybe I'll see you both in hell." You said coldly, sobs hardly being held back. 

Your sister knew better than to reach out for you. She held Dean back when he tried. Both their hearts shattered at your words. 

You took off the ring and placed it next to the necklace before turning on your heel and walking out. Calmly closing the door before practically running back to your car. 
They could see you through the window. They saw you lean against your car and then fall to the ground. Shoulders shaking and fist hitting the pavement. 
Both of them hated themselves for doing this to you. 

Your fists collected small pieces of gravel which created cuts on your hands. Tears flowed freely and your shoulders shook breathing difficult. You just sat there for a while before finally getting up and into your car. Turning up the music you tried to drown everything else out. You knew you wouldn't ever see them again, and that changed everything for you. Your heart broken, and your trust pulled apart you drove and drove not knowing where you'd end up, but you knew you wouldn't ever be the same. You wouldn't ever be fixed.