Supernatural Imagines

Your Boyfriend - Dean and Sam X sister reader

Imagine your boyfriend breaks up with you after your six month anniversary and your two brothers go give them a piece of their minds for hurting their little sister. (You're sixteen in this you and Sam are twins and Dean is twenty)

Your point of view:

You and your boyfriend had planned a dinner and a movie date for your six month anniversary. He had picked out this amazing, expensive restaurant and it was the type of night people only dream about. After the movie you two went out in his 1961 ford pickup to go look at the stars. It was so beautiful and perfect until he said that you two needed to talk. 

Who knew that the best night of your life would turn out to be the worst. Apparently almost the whole time you two had been together he had been with your best friend. And it was super cliche but it was real, and the pain you felt was real too. You wanted to cry right there but you were just full of anger. You told him to take you back to the motel that you'd been calling your home for the past six months and then after that you didn't say a word. 

When you got there you got out of the car and then started for the door. Your ex boyfriend ran in front of you his hands grabbed onto your wrists and he wouldn't let go. He just sat there and tried to apologize for what he did. But there was no way in hell you were going to forgive him, or your so called best friend for what they did. He had tears in his eyes and he kept trying to make you stay. But you stayed strong. You didn't let a single tear fall and you let outraged face show. You pushed past him and to your motel door. You quickly unlock it and slam the door in his face. Nobody was home. Dean was still on a hunt with dad and Sam went out for the night with a bunch of his friends. So you made sure the door was locked and then went to the bathroom to  change into your pjs. 

You went out to the main room and sat on the couch that you guys had in the room. And then you broke down. You were a mess. He had been so amazing for months. You knew that you probably wouldn't up him because of your life but you didn't think it was going to end this soon. You had ended up really liking him and it hurt like hell to know that he was gone for good.  You figured that you would be leaving any day now anyway so you guessed that maybe it was for the better. 

So there you sat, on that damn couch all night alone. You eventually ran out of tears and your eyes felt like they were on fire and became very heavy. Soon after you drifted into a very deep and much needed sleep.

Sam's point of view:

I quietly entered the motel room we had been staying in for the last couple of months. I figured that Y/N/ was already asleep, since it was 3 a.m. When I fully opened the door and looked around I saw that Y/N/ had fallen asleep on the couch. I grabbed an extra blanket from the bed and went to put it on her. When I got closer I saw tear stains streaked down her cheeks. I swear to god if her boyfriend did anything to hurt her I'll kill the son of a bitch. I debated on waking her up or not but eventually landed on waking her up. I shook her gently and tucked a stray hair from out of her face and behind her ear.

"Y/N/, wake up." I whispered. As she slowly started to wake up with those sleepy eyes that she always had whenever she woke up I saw that her eyes were blood-shot, the way they got only after she had been crying. 

Your point of view:

"Hiya Sammy" You said with a fake smile on your face. You tried to make it seem as real as physically possible for you at the moment. "How was your night?" You could tell he knew something was wrong. His eyes said it all, they were filled with concern.

"Y/N/ the real question is how was your night? What happened? And don't try to lie to me, you know that I can always tell." Sam said.

That's when you lost it all over again. You hugged your brother, and cried into his chest. You told him everything that had happened and the whole time he had this look of pure rage on his face. Like he was ready to kill something. 

"I swear to chuck I'm going to kill him!!" he said with anger in his voice. 

"Sam there's nothing to fix or do about it. It's over and......I'll be okay." You said ending it with a smile. Yet he still wasn't buying it. He kept shaking his head. He looked like he was thinking, making up a plan. You kept trying to persuade him that it was fine. That's when Dean walked in. 

"Hi guys" he said taking off his jacket and kicking off his shoes. Dad was no-where in sight. Probably at another bar for the night. That's what always seemed to happen when he came home from a hunt. When he saw you his face instantly dropped. "What the hell happened." He looked at you and then at Sam. You didn't say anything so Sam explained what happened. 

The whole time Sam was talking Dean's face did the same thing that Sam's did. "That son of a bitch thinks he gets to do that to my little sister and get away with it, I don't think so." He went to go grab his coat and put on his shoes again. You tried to stop them again but they weren't going to let this one go. As they walked out the door Sam said "We should be back by 5 at the latest." and with that they were gone out the door.

The following Monday -

You dreaded going back to school. But lets just say your day was a little better because when your ex-boyfriend walked in the door, he had a black eye. This was one of the many reasons you loved to be Dean and Sam's younger sister. You knew that they always had your back. 

After school you went and hugged and thanked the crap out of them.