Dean

Friday night was when it happened.

You were in the bunker sleeping, until the door opening awoken you. You could hear a drunken slur of voices. Sam was asleep in his room, so you got up and grabbed one of Dean's flannels to put on. You walked out of the room with a large flannel on and some shorts. You grabbed your gun and went out to the main area/library. Your eyes widened as you saw the scene unfold in front of you.

Your boyfriend, Dean, was making out with a brunette on the table.

Tears fell onto the floor and you trembled. He was cheating. You had always hated the concept of someone cheating on another person. Like why would someone deliberately go behind the person's back, the person who they loved, and date someone else. It angered you and now it was happening to you.

A gun shot filled the air and the bullet was shot. It created a mark on the floor. Your hands shook as they dropped the gun. You ran to Sam's room and locked the door behind you. You could hear footstep's chase outside of the door.

"(Y/n)?" A soft voice said.

Dean.

"Sam, Sam wake up." You said going to the edge of the bed and sitting on it. 

"What?" Sam said in a cracking voice.

He cleared his throat and tried again.

"(Y/n) are you ok?" He asked sitting up. 

Sam turned the lamp on and the light revealed your tear stained face.

"(Y/n), open the door." Dean's slurred voice said.

"Why? So I can see the face of a person who cheated on me, even when I told them I hated the concept of people cheating on each other. I'll pass." You spat bitterly.

You felt triumphant until you heard the click of the lock.

"You son of a bitch." You said getting up from the bed.

Dean opened the door and came in. You walked right over to him and gave him a good smack across the face. A handprint started to form.

"That was for cheating."

Then you kicked him where the sun don't shine.

"And that was for breaking my heart. We're done. Adios bitches." You said walking out of the door.

Dean couldn't get you because he was on the ground in pain. You ran to your room and packed your bag as fast as possible. All your guns and knives fit in your duffel and you put your small collection of clothes in another duffel. You walked out of the bunker only have leaving three things.

Your heart,

Your gun,

And a picture of you, Dean, Sam, and Cas. But you were crossed out.

Sam

Sure Sam and You had the occasional fights like every couple did but never bad enough to break up so it never happened. Although, you did take your time off at the occasional heated fights but Sam understood that. After all, us hunters can get pretty angry.

Castiel

He left.

It was as simple as that.

You both were having a peaceful day when all of a sudden he just popped out. You were shocked but you thought he would come back.

He didn't.

This left you heartbroken and in a daze.

Dean and Sam blame Cas for this but you blamed yourself. It was your fault he left. It was the only reason you could come up with and it stuck with you. You prayed for months but he never showed. He could only watch you cry yourself to sleep and he cried.

He was under strict orders that you and him could not be together. He was dying on the inside but when you stopped eating and talking was when he broke.

But he still couldn't be with you.

He left you,

Not the other way around.

OMG I AM SO SORRY THAT IT IS SO SHORT. I KNOW I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN A WHILE BUT THAT IS BECAUSE I HAD WRITERS BLOCK AND I REALLY DIDN'T WANT TO DO THE BREAK-UP THINGY YET BUT I NEEDED TO UPDATE SO I'M VERY SORRY.