Week 36: Old Truth: Talk about a time your heart was broken
[Have you ever had your heart broken?]
His first clue that she wasn’t buying it was a skillet upside his head. Thank God it wasn’t the iron one she made cornbread in. His ears were ringing and his head aching.
“Jesus, what the hell, Cassie?”
“You bastard, next time just tell me you’re cheating on me. You don’t have to make up shit like that!”
That earned her the classic Dean Winchester ‘bwahz’ face. “Seriously? You think that’s what this is about?”
“No, Asshole. I know that’s what this is about. You’re talking vampires and demons, monsters in the closet. No one makes up that sort of bullshit without having an underlying motive. You know, I don’t have to put up with this bullshit. My daddy told me not to get involved with you and I didn’t listen. I thought I knew you better than that.”
“Cass…” he started, emotion choking in his throat. He closed it off, pushed it down and pinched the bridge of his nose. “You do know me. I know it’s hard to believe, Baby, but I’m not making this shit up. Look around you.”
It was closer to begging than Dean ever liked to get but it was Cassie and if he’d ever had a first love, it was her.
“Get out. You son of a bitch-“ Cassie raised her hand to slap him and Dean stopped her, his fingers curling around her wrist as he squared his jaw, his whole being going cold.
“Don’t. Do not bring my mother into it,” Dean warned her.
“Oh right. The sacred Mary Winchester who was killed by a demon,” Cassie hissed.
She didn’t have to throw him out after that. He packed up and left, slamming the front door so hard the entire house shuddered. It was stupid to get so involved, stupid to let a woman get under his skin. He knew that but he thought she’d be special. He thought she could deal with it. Cassie wasn’t faint of anything, much less heart.
He’d been wrong but the one thing you could say about Dean Winchester, he rarely made the same mistake twice. It didn’t occur to him until he was three hours down the road that he’d never told her he wasn’t cheating on her.
Dean Winchester
Supernatural
381 words
His first clue that she wasn’t buying it was a skillet upside his head. Thank God it wasn’t the iron one she made cornbread in. His ears were ringing and his head aching.
“Jesus, what the hell, Cassie?”
“You bastard, next time just tell me you’re cheating on me. You don’t have to make up shit like that!”
That earned her the classic Dean Winchester ‘bwahz’ face. “Seriously? You think that’s what this is about?”
“No, Asshole. I know that’s what this is about. You’re talking vampires and demons, monsters in the closet. No one makes up that sort of bullshit without having an underlying motive. You know, I don’t have to put up with this bullshit. My daddy told me not to get involved with you and I didn’t listen. I thought I knew you better than that.”
“Cass…” he started, emotion choking in his throat. He closed it off, pushed it down and pinched the bridge of his nose. “You do know me. I know it’s hard to believe, Baby, but I’m not making this shit up. Look around you.”
It was closer to begging than Dean ever liked to get but it was Cassie and if he’d ever had a first love, it was her.
“Get out. You son of a bitch-“ Cassie raised her hand to slap him and Dean stopped her, his fingers curling around her wrist as he squared his jaw, his whole being going cold.
“Don’t. Do not bring my mother into it,” Dean warned her.
“Oh right. The sacred Mary Winchester who was killed by a demon,” Cassie hissed.
She didn’t have to throw him out after that. He packed up and left, slamming the front door so hard the entire house shuddered. It was stupid to get so involved, stupid to let a woman get under his skin. He knew that but he thought she’d be special. He thought she could deal with it. Cassie wasn’t faint of anything, much less heart.
He’d been wrong but the one thing you could say about Dean Winchester, he rarely made the same mistake twice. It didn’t occur to him until he was three hours down the road that he’d never told her he wasn’t cheating on her.
Dean Winchester
Supernatural
381 words