Imagine finding out that Dean cheated on you.

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It's easy to fall in love, to be ensnared by the trap of happy delusions and fleeting feelings of bliss.

It's hard when you realize that it's over, to discover the cold truth of abandonment and deceit.

Tears plummet down your face, beckoned by gravity's call. You stand frozen in shock as you witness the scene before you.

You knew that being in a relationship with Dean would be hard, but you were willing to give it your all to make it work. You had expected Dean to feel the same way, to commit just like you have.

Apparently, you were wrong.

Sam comes from your car, hauling his bag on his shoulder. You can't look away from the startled face of Dean and his new lady friend as they scramble to make themselves decent.

Sam comes to stand beside you in the doorway of the motel and his eyes widen in alarm and disbelief. He says the things you want to scream, but that won't escape your tight throat.

"Dean, what the hell?!" Sam yells angrily.

You can't take it anymore. Your heart feels like it's been torn apart by rabid chupacabras, and the horror of reality makes you long for the earth to swallow you whole. Anything to get away from this situation.

Sobbing, you push away from the doorframe and sprint to your car. You start the engine and begin driving away as a half-dressed Dean rushes out of the motel, begging you to stop.

You ignore his pleas, instead opting to slam your foot on the gas pedal. Driving as fast as you can, you swear and cry and let out all of the emotions bottled inside.

It had been suspicious, Dean taking a solo hunt, claiming he needed to do it alone. You and Sam had initially agreed until you decided to surprise him.

You had even brought him his favourite pie.

Slamming your hand down on the steering wheel, you sob. Weren't you enough? Didn't he love you?

If he loved you, then why would he do this?

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"Dean, you are an idiot!" Sam berates his brother, in a frenzy of agitated hand motions. "Y/n doesn't deserve this! You told me - you swore - that you wouldn't do anything to hurt her! And here you are, cheating on her with some waitress?!"

Dean shows no sign of guilt, but deep inside he feels horrible, "You don't understand-"

"Darn right I don't understand! I warned you not to screw this up, I see every day how she looks at you and how she talks about you as if you're her whole world! And here you are, treating her love like it's nothing!"

Dean stays stone-faced throughout his brother's rant. He knows how terribly he messed up, but he won't admit it.

Sam huffs angrily, grabbing his stuff before heading out. He turns back to look at Dean before he leaves, "Tell me this, did you ever care for her at all?"

"Of course I did!" Dean answers around a lump in his throat.

"Then don't bother going after her."

Sam walks out, shutting the door behind him.

Dean sits back down on the bed, raking his hands through his messy hair before violently yelling and throwing whatever he can get his hands on.

He knows that it's over and that it's all his fault.