::Caroline:: Fight Or Flight

[Dean Jonathon Winchester]

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Dean had been driving working on a mission, he had just gotten done having a great night with Caroline. Well that was in till she texted him, they had gotten into a small fight that led into showing each other pictures of there ex lovers on there cell phone. Dean didn’t mean to take it that far but she had hurt him, he just didn’t realize it was going to hurt her back that badly. Which is why he is on is way over there to talk to her, they are going to work this this out whether she wanted to or not. He cared about her to much to let a little fight get in the way of them, he was even starting to fall for her but he didn’t know if he should tell her just yet. But if needed to night he will let her know his true feeling.

He was driving as fast as he could trying to get to her house, it was pretty late so he needed to make sure he didn’t wake her mom up. That was the last thing he needed a cop after his ass at this hour, who was also the mother of his girl. Dean really didn’t feel like going to jail, because then he would have to call Sam to bail him out. It just wouldn’t be good at all. He finally had made it to her house and all the lights were off, which was good it meant her mom was in bed asleep or at lest he hopes so. Dean parked the car off behind the tree where no one could see it, he got out slowly and quietly and begin to go behind the house. He found the window that he knew was hers, he could see that the window had been left cracked open. So he figured why the hell not just go up there and surprise her.

He begin to climb up the trellis on the side of the house so he could get to the window, till finally he had made it to the window. He looked in and didn’t see anyone around at all, but he could see the light on in the bathroom. So he figured why not sit on the bed and wait for her to come out so they could talk, she was going to be pretty surprised that was for sure. But she was hiding from her texts so he knew this was the only way she was going to talk to him.

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Tonight had been a pretty good night up until a couple hours ago. About two hours ago they'd gotten into a fight that she could literally say was one of the stupidest she'd ever been in. It'd all started with her wanting to come out and help him on one of his cases. He hadn't wanted her to get hurt. Or rather, he hadn't wanted her to get in his way. While he hadn't said that she wasn't stupid and knew that's what it'd been. Knowing that she could take care of herself she'd insisted that she helped him. Stupid her had then gone on to say that Klaus would have let her come, as he knew Klaus from the hybrid texting him. It hadn't been a good idea but she'd been frustrated that he wouldn't let her help him. And now...it'd been blown way out of proportion.

However she wasn't going to be the one to apologize first. They'd both been going back and forth, however he'd taken it further than she ever could of. He'd gone and sent her a picture of him and a girl in his backseat. He'd even mentioned that it was the same back seat they'd had sex for the first time in. That's way too far...and it'd hurt her feelings quite immensely. In fact after she received that text message she'd spent the rest of her time tonight crying. Sobbing like a little baby even though she'd been the one to start it. However she was an insecure person and something like that hurt her more than it would most people. After crying until she couldn't anymore she realized that the bags under her eyes were now red and puffy. Not only that but mascara and eyeliner were also smeared all over her face.

Going into her bathroom, she shut the door behind her. Quickly blowing her nose into a kleenex, as she was slightly stuffed up from crying, she tossed it and turned the water on at the sink. Splashing some water on her face she got a rag and washed the make up off. Ringing it out, she tossed it in her hamper and shut the water off. Next she got into the shower, loving the warmth of the water. After getting out she changed into the clothes she'd laid out. A tank top, hoodie, short shorts, and underwear. No bra, as she was just planning on going to sleep anyways. Once dressed she brushed out her hair and let it lie wet against her back before exiting the bathroom.

Only to see Dean Winchester sitting on the edge of her bed. Shit... Stopping abruptly, the bathroom door remained halfway open behind her. "What are you doing here." It was more of a statement than a question, and there was venom in her voice. She'd been hurt by him and being a strong woman, didn't think there was anything he could say to make that better. Eyes still puffy and red, she looked away from him so he wouldn't see that she'd been crying. One of her hands sat on her hip as she expectantly waited for an answer.

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::TAG:: Dean Jonathon Winchester
::OUTFIT:: Click here for Caroline's outfit.
::WORD COUNT:: 541
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[Dean Jonathon Winchester]

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Dean sat there waiting for her to come out of the bathroom, it sounded like she was taking a shower. A part of him just wanted to go in there and jump right in with her, hold her tight, kiss her and let her know he is truly sorry. But he knew right now that might not be the best idea. With his luck she kick his ass right out of there, and with her vampire strengths that would not feel good at all in the lest. So he knew it be best just to sit and wait. He begin looked around checking out her room, and from what he notice it pretty much was a typical girls bedroom. Cute stuffed animals, cheerleading awards, and even Twilight books on the bookshelf. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes when he saw that, dumb Twilight.

But another thing he noticed was a picture that she had of her and this blond haired guy, the same guy she showed in the texts. This must have been the guy she slept with before him, it made Dean wonder if Caroline really felt and cared for him. But if she did he wondered why she wasn’t with him? He really hoped that he wasn’t part of the reason she wasn’t with him. It was bad enough that he was all ready was older then her, last thing he needed was to take her from someone more her age. He also notice a pile of Kleenex that was laying on her end table, it bothered Dean knowing that she was crying all because of him. Now he felt like an ass, he could careless about if he was hurt at all. He cared more about now was if she was ok or not.

But then she had came out of the bathroom a bit in shock that he was really there. “Hey babe I told you we were going to talk about this, so here I am lets talk.” He could tell by the tone of her voice Caroline was hurt and upset, he even could see it in her eyes. They had seemed bright red and puffy, he could also tell that she was trying to hide her face from him. Like she didn’t want him to see her crying or know. But Dean wasn’t dumb he knew that something was wrong and that she was hurt. He wanted to talk and work all this out but at the same time he didn’t want her hurt like this. He got up off the bed and made his way over to her, hoping she would move away. “Look babe I didn’t mean to hurt you, making you cry was the last thing I wanted.” He said hoping she would listen. “I just thought that we were playing around I didn’t think I was going to hurt you. But why did you have to show me pictures like that in the first place? If none of that happened we wouldn’t be her fighting like this?”.


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On one hand, it pissed her off that he thought he could just show up and make things better. Did he really think simply making an appearance would make everything okay? But on the other hand she thought it was really sweet that he'd shown up. She supposed the latter was her teenage hormones finding it simply adorable. With a sigh she continued to look away from him. Her eyes seemed desperate not to look into his. She knew that if she did she would melt and forget about being mad. And hell, she had the right to be mad. Both of them did. She was surprised he was even here, considering the high school melodramatics she'd pulled. However he'd done the same thing. She couldn't decide which was worse, but felt that what he'd done was much worse. He'd taken it to a personal level that even she hadn't. Caroline had kind of deserved it after what she'd said, but still. She might have been being rash but it was too late to change anything now.

Caroline tried her best to stay strong. "First of all, don't call me babe" she said, her voice cracking slightly because of her tears. However she tried to sound mad with all of her might. "And secondly, I told you, I don't want to talk about it." Caroline sniffed, her nose slightly runny because of her tears. They had only just begun to fall down her cheeks. Part of her felt as if she was reverting to her old insecure self. Though the rest of her felt as if it was completely and utterly justified. Didn't he know women at all?

Even before he'd been fully up and off the bed she'd known he was going to come over to her. Call it instincts, say it was because of her being a vampire, but she'd known. Even as he walked over to her she turned her head away from him and moved further away from him. Keeping her distance she went over to the window in her bedroom and simply looked out into the street and the darkness. Her back to him now, she cleared her throat, trying to pull herself together. At his comment about not wanting him to cry she couldn't help but snort. Sure hadn't seemed like it. "Really? I couldn't tell" she said sarcastically.

The blonde shook her head, still looking outside. "I was mad that you wouldn't let me come and help you. I'm not a little girl, I can take care of myself. And no offense, I'm stronger than you. I could have helped...I'm sick of people not letting me help" she croaked, her voice slightly drifting off and growing quieter towards the end of her sentence. "I didn't want you to get hurt" Caroline murmured quietly, telling him the root of why it'd all started. Wiping her tears away from her face she held back her tears before turning around to face him.

"How many girls have been in that backseat, Dean?" When he didn't immediately answer she walked over to him with determination. The tears were gone and she was back to being angry, and even, slightly jealous. "How many? Two? Five? Ten? Twenty? How many" she said, her voice dark this time. She wanted to know...and he was damned if he didn't tell her an honest answer. He should have known better than to mess with a scorned woman.

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::TAG:: Dean Jonathon Winchester
::OUTFIT:: Click here for Caroline's outfit.
::WORD COUNT:: 609
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[Dean Jonathon Winchester]

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Dean didn’t like fighting but most of all he didn’t like seeing her hurt like this, he didn’t mean to upset her But how did Caroline think that he was going to take it really. Showing him pictures of all the guys she was with, how happy they were. Did she just think Dean was going to think nothing of it, like it wasn’t going to bother him. Well she was wrong because he care about Caroline more then she realized, this was much more then a crush or just some chick he wanted to tap. He truly cared for her.

She was still sniffling acting like she didn’t care or want to talk about anything that happened, which he knew was bullshit. When girls are hurt all they wanted to do was talking about it, he remembers that all to well from when he was with Lisa. She would always act like she wanted to speak nothing of it but then would get mad when he didn’t talk to her, like a game or something. Which is another reason Dean didn’t date or waste the time, but there is something about Caroline. Something that makes him look past that, maybe it was the fact he cant stop thinking about her. Which is why he is here trying to work it out. “Yes you do want to talk about it stop acting like you don’t.” he said trying not to get frustrated. “You are happy that I’m here with you don’t lie.”

Dean could tell that she didn’t even want to be near him by the way she was moving away, which was fine if that’s what she wanted then he was going to keep his distance. “You know if you don’t want you to come near me, why don’t you just say so, I can take a hint.” he said keeping his distance. She begin to tell Dean why she was upset with him, which was great that she wanted to help but again he didn’t want her to get hurt. But she was right she was faster and stronger then him, but that wasn’t the point! “Look I know you are a vampire and your Faster, stronger, and a better hunter then me, trust me I have taken on your kind I know your strengths all to well. But that’s not the point of it all Caroline, the point is I want to be the one to take care of you. Look past what you really are, because to me what you are is my girl. And as my girl I want to be the man and take care of you. Is that so wrong” He asked her in a blunt like tone. It was the truth though Dean didn’t think of her as a vampire, actually most the time he even forgets that part. To him she is just the girl that he cant stop thinking about. Which is why He wanted to make up with Caroline and didn’t want to fight anymore.

That was until she walked up like a drill sergeant asking Dean who he had all been with, which really she didn’t have the right to know. He was with all those girls way before he was ever with Caroline. “Look it don’t matter who I have been with, they all didn’t matter ok and you do. All the other girl I was with that I loved couldn’t take the job I do. The first girl I showed you Cassie she thought was liar, that was until later on in life But by that time it was too late. The other one Anna she was just angel I slept with which was dumb, I just gotten back from hell my mind wasn’t where it should be. So I needed something to feel.”

He then stopped knowing that he needed to be honest and tell her about the one girl he loved, the one that he could never have. “I want to lay it all out here for you, the one girl I cared for couldn’t handle what I am. She wanted to leave me because she couldn’t deal with the life I live, she hated that I was a hunter so we broke it off. So you have to forgive me if I get a bit jealous, because everyone I have ever cared, everyone I have ever loved hurts me some how.” He then walked over picking up the picture she had on her night stand. “Like the guy in this photo who is he? Because Caroline I have to know if there is someone else please let me know, its just that I don’t know if I can take getting close to you just to lose you. Because Caroline I…. I…” He stopped not knowing if he should say it, tell her that he was in fact falling for her. “I’m just not going to put up with it ok that simple.” As always he was going to let out what he felt with anger.

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Caroline snorted, in mock laughter, as if his comment was ridiculous that she wanted to talk about it. "Yeah, because you know me so well Dean. We go back forever!" she said, her voice dripping in sarcasm. Clearly they hadn't known each other for very long at all. However she wasn't in the mood to be all lovey and dovey and act like she wasn't hurt. Caroline didn't play many games, if any, and this was no different. She was pissed off and he was going to know it whether he wanted to or not. Just his voice told her that he was frustrated with her and that only made her even more mad. Come on, really? Sure she hadn't been that nice either and sure, she'd done wrong. However she hadn't gone half as fucking far as he had. How could he think she wanted to see him right now? Well..she kind of did. However the majority of her wanted to smack him for showing up like this. Hell, maybe she'd even toss him out of the window he'd crawled in.

"And I'm not lying. Right about now, I'd rather see you jump or be thrown out that window" she said, pointing over to the window he'd climbed inside of her bedroom through. Again she avoided his eyes and simply looked out the window. She took in a deep breath, though she didn't need to, to attempt to help herself hold back her tears. Right now she needed to be kick ass strong Caroline, not insecure whiny Caroline. Attempting to stay strong she waited a beat before speaking to him again. Honestly she was slightly at a loss for any words other than angry ones. She had an abundance of those, and it seemed that was all he'd be getting tonight.

Although he seemed slightly angry, she could hear the hint of hurt in his voice as he stated that he could take a hint. A very small part of her actually felt bad for being so mean to him, and wanted to kiss him. However her strong and kick ass side would not let her. "I don't" she said simply, puffing her chest out as if she wasn't afraid to say it. Every time he called her his girl, she couldn't help but feel a twang in her heart. It made her want to snuggle up to him. Damn it, Dean-o! Why must you be so damned cuddly. It was everything she had to stay strong through that speech and not go over there and kiss him. Despite how badly she wanted to, she couldn't. She wouldn't let herself, not this soon. "No, it's not..." it's actually really sweet.. and while she thought it, she didn't say it aloud. She couldn't give him the satisfaction of winning this early in the battle.

After she stormed over to him she watched as his demeanor immediately changed. Whereas he'd been sweet only moments before, he turned angry as she started to question him. Honestly...this was not going to be good. With him angry at her, that only further pissed her off. "It does matter, it matters to me. Just tell me already. HOW many" she said, really throwing the anger into her voice as her volume increased. Yeah she was getting kind of pissed. Sure what he'd said was kind of sweet but it annoyed the shit out of her that he wouldn't just tell her. If he asked, she would have told him. But no he had to go and try to be all cute instead, and distract her. So wasn't happening. "Tell me Dean, I'm not kidding" she said, her eyes beginning to darken but only for a moment before returning to their original brown. Caroline had amazing self control, it was rare that her eyes darkened. Though it was also rare that she was this pissed off at someone.

For a moment her demeanor softened back up, and she simply looked down on him with her doe eyes as he opened up to her. "I've been in the same situation. One of my exes... he --- rejected me when I was turned into a vampire. He couldn't handle me, couldn't like me for what I really was. So I understand. Doesn't mean you get to avoid my question, though, either." Both of her hands placed themselves on her hips as she waited for an answer. What he said next though, was far from what she'd wanted him to. Watching him walk over to her nightstand she mentally did a palm slap on herself. How had she forgotten to move that picture of Matt...

It seemed for a moment like he was going to say something sweet, but instead, he made the asshole comment about how he wasn't going to "put up with it"? Oh hell no. In a blur she was on him, snagging the picture out of his hand and into her own. "That's Matt, my ex boyfriend, and current FRIEND. We slept together recently, before you and I were together, but now we're just friends." Great, now she was kind of starting to sound like a fucking hypocrite. This night was certainly not going as planned. It'd started out as a cute text messaging war and had turned absolutely awful. "Am I not allowed to have friends?" she asked in an outrage, nearly yelling by this point. With a roll of her eyes she walked past him and set the picture frame on her desk, face down. Matt certainly didn't need to be included in this conversation. Plus, she didn't want anything to happen to the picture should anything go down. And if he didn't tell her how many soon, shit was going to go down.

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::TAG:: Dean Jonathon Winchester
::OUTFIT:: Click here for Caroline's outfit.
::WORD COUNT:: 1,023
::NOTES:: Oops. Kinda long. SORRY! I couldn't help it!!

[Dean Jonathon Winchester]

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Dean may have not known her long but he can tell when she is happy to see him, she was just trying to act all mad for what he had done. Which Dean did feel bad for doing to her, but really she couldn’t expect him to be all hunky dory after all the guys he saw her with. She must not realize how much he in fact really did care for her, it hurt him to see his care bear with all those guys. Right now Dean wants to be the only guy for her, just like she is the only one for him. “So you want to throw me out the window huh, well I’m sorry to tell you this but I wont be in heaven long. The angels always seem to bring me back from the dead, on top of that I jumped out a window once and some how I lived.” He said looking at her shocked. “I tell ya I have like hundred lives or something, I don’t know what I’m going to do when I’m ready to die.”

Even though she didn’t want him near her, he hoped that she understood why he didn’t want her coming with him. That he was only trying to keep her safe and didn’t want her getting hurt, but then again maybe Dean didn’t have that right to tell her what to do just yet. After all they hadn’t been dating that long, so maybe she was right on this. “Look you know what maybe you are right, I don’t have the right to tell you what you can and can not do. I mean we haven’t even been dating that long so I’m sorry, if you really want to come along on a case with me sometime you can. But I cant promise you will like everything you see? And there might be killing invalid and you might have to use a gun, think you can swing it? ” He said curiously.

Even after he told her about a serous relationship that he had been in, she still wanted to know a number. Dean couldn’t lie he didn’t know an exact number, but knew one thing he was hitting double digits. But he will never tell Caroline that, she would never speak to him again. He couldn’t help how young and dumb he was, he didn’t really have that great of a childhood. But now that he was with her he wanted that to stop, he had been searching so long for a girl like her and finally he has found her. But he knew he had to give her some kind of number, other wise they might be here all night. “I don’t know babe six girls, but they all mean nothing now that I have you.” He said giving her a smile.

He felt for Caroline when she said someone rejected her because of what she was, it made him realize they had more in common then he had realized. Maybe Dean had found his true soul mate after all? It seems the more he finds out about her the more he loves her, she really is the girl he has been dreaming of for so long. “Wow I’m sorry to hear about that babe, its his loss for giving up a great girl. Who I still feel grateful to be with.” Said standing before her. He wondered if the guy in the picture was in fact that guy? He seemed like nothing but a dumb pretty boy, not at all her type.

She seemed pretty heated about him saying something about the photo, which made Dean wonder if she did in fact have feeling for him. “Look I’m sorry you are aloud to have friends I was just asking, and I’m not mad for you sleeping with him. We weren’t even together yet, but tell me one thing is this the same guy that hurt and left my girl? Because if so I don’t like him, you are a great girl Care and I don’t see how any guy could leave you.” He said to her hoping they would just stop fighting, he wanted to hold her so badly.



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Although she'd known that he'd died and gone to hell, hearing it brought up again kind of made her feel guilty. After all the thought of him possibly being dead or having died made her feel absolutely awful. He was her Dean-o, despite what an asshat he'd been tonight. Then again she'd also been an asshat, so could she blame him? Probably not but she was going to because that was what she did. Technically she was still a hormonal teenager and would now be one forever. It was unfortunate but hell there were a lot of unfortunate things about being a vampire, and just something she would have to deal with. And inadvertently, so would the person she chose to be with. Or rather chose to be with her...

Shooting him a glare she rolled her eyes. "Yeah, well I'd throw you out the window and make you a vampire. So shut it!" Caroline said, even throwing her hands up in the air as if frustrated just for extra measure. Perhaps she was being kind of a drama queen but screw it at this point. If he wanted to be with her then he should at least know the real her, the neurotic side of her. And neurotic was definitely the perfect word to describe her without saying plain crazy. Because she wasn't mentally insane, she just wasn't emotionally stable. Anyone around her could see that...she didn't hide it too well. A little better since she'd become a vampire, but still not as best as she would have liked to.

"It's not the point, I don't want to actually come. I just want to be able to come if I had wanted to. God, guys are so dumb!" With a shake of her head she looked down to her feet, thinking about what he'd said. He was right, they hadn't been dating that long..Were they even together? He hadn't asked so she assumed not, she had always just assumed that they were casually dating. And if anyone knew Caroline Forbes they knew that she wasn't much of a 'casual' dating kind of lady anymore.

Bringing her eyes to look up at him again, she bored into his to see if she could gauge his reaction as she spoke. "And you're right. It's not as if I'm your girlfriend...and even if I was, you couldn't tell me to do." It was kind of her way of asking just 'what' they were without actually coming right out and asking it. Sneaky, right? Yeah, not so much. If he didn't think she was crazy yet he surely would now.

Six?!? That was a downright lie and she knew it. Did he really think he could get away with that? If he thought so then he was sorely mistaken. On one hand she really really really wanted to compel him. And on the other hand she also didn't want him to kill her. Or, break up with her. After all he was a hunter...plus she didn't really like compelling people anyways. Damn her and her conscious. "Smooth, very smooth. Is it really only six? Because I find that really hard to believe considering what you look like" she snapped. So, maybe she'd called him a liar but at least she'd done it in a complimenting way?

At his next comment she couldn't help but make a PSSSH noise. "Who said we're still together? No wait, who said we were ever together? Maybe I am a dumb blonde, because I don't remember that conversation." Ouch. She was really calling him out now. Battle lines had been drawn in the sand. As if her saving grace, she heard her mother walking up the steps. Surely Dean hadn't as it was nearly silent, she only could because she was a vampire. Thank god she'd been rescued by the topic that is Matt Donovan. In a blur of speed, she put her hand over Dean's mouth and dragged him into the bathroom with her, shutting the door behind them. "Caroline? Are you okay honey? What's going on" and then her mother entered the room. "Nothing mom, just getting ready for bed!" she said, holding back the urge to laugh as her hand was still clamped over Dean's mouth. "Okay goodnight honey" Elizabeth said hesitantly, before slowly walking out of the bedroom and shutting the door. The second she was gone she released Dean and busted out into laughter.

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::TAG:: Dean Jonathon Winchester
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Dean then though about it while her hand was on his mouth, what was he even doing here? Why was he even with a sweet girl like this? Dean could never be what she needed, she was needed someone that would live forever like her. Someone who was turned at young who didn’t look like old man like Dean, and didn’t kill her kind for a living. Plus after the conversation he had with Jo the other night, he knew what he needed to do where he belonged. He giggled for a moment with her as they were trying to be quite from her mom, he realized that he loved these times with her. She was the only one that truly made him smile like this, she made him feel young again. Again she made him feel young with told him she was not the one for him, he was holding her back from what she should have.

Dean wasn’t dumb he knew that when first met her she was waiting for someone, there was someone that she missed and wanted to be with. He could see it in her eyes when she was walking down that road, the day he picked her up in his car. Dean then placed his hand on her face looking into deep into eyes. “Look I care about you a lot and I will always be here when you need me, but you are going to hate me for saying this. I don’t think we are going to work you and me, you need better then what I can gave you.” he gave her one last sweet kiss, something he might not ever get to again. Then Dean though about it for a moment, she wasn’t going to take this answer. He would have to be more fierce towards her. Other wise she would never live the life he wanted her to have. “Look you are to immature for me anyway, there are all these guys that you obviously still want to date more then me. On top of that I’m an asshole have fucked so many girls because and cant give you a number so there. I’m sorry Caroline this isn’t going to work anymore.”

He then walked away to her window, and as he was getting ready to make his way down the trellis when he stopped. He looked back at his Carebear one last time before leaving. He was thinking to himself how much he was falling for her, and now she was just someone he would have to try not to think about. “Take care of your self ok.” He Then went out the window doing one of the hardest thing he has ever had to do.

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While they laughed for a moment, it turned serious only seconds later. Feeling his hand on her cheek she couldn't help but push against it, craving the touch between them. Fighting or not she couldn't help but be completely bewitched by this man. Their relationship had happened so fast and yet...it was all she'd been able to think about lately. He filled all of her thoughts and dreams and she wouldn't have had it any other way. It was a crazy thing to think but she wondered if she might love him. It was soon....but she couldn't help but feel the way she felt at the moment. As he cradled her face, warm doe eyes looked to his, a light smile breaching her features. Even something as simple as his touch had cheered her up from her previous bad mood.

And then he spoke. Immediately her eyes widened and her lips parted, tilting her head to the side. She was confused...what had she done wrong? "Wait, Dean --- Why?" she asked, feeling a large lump in her throat as she choked out her words. It was all so sudden...and why? What had she done so wrong? She knew the pictures had been childish, but she'd thought they were passed that? Only moments ago he'd shown up in her window wanting to talk about, telling her that he cared about her. Caroline felt crushed...she felt broken.

Feeling his lips again she knew it would be the last time. As they kissed, the tears started to flow from her eyes, grazing down the side of his cheek. Her eyes closed for a moment trying her hardest to savor this feeling. This can't really be it... So sudden, and yet she knew this was it. She knew it was over and it killed her. As they pulled apart from each other she went to speak but he cut her off before she'd gotten the chance. Tears continued to fall down her delicate features. In this moment she felt so...small, so helpless. Hearing him talk about all of the girls he'd slept with, she felt herself choking. The tears were falling freely and she started to sob as well. Is he trying to hurt me? She couldn't figure out what she'd done that was so wrong...

Caroline wanted to plead with him. If she could have, she would have gotten down on her knees and begged him to stay. She'd just been starting to fall for this man and he'd now taken her heart and snapped it in two. Hell, more than two, into about a hundred pieces and then he'd stomped on them as well. Why was he doing this to her? As he said his parting words, she found herself unable to speak. She simply watched as he left her, hurt, broken, confused, and sobbing. She didn't know what she'd done that'd been so wrong...what she'd done to deserve to be treated like this. All she could do was sob as Dean walked out of her life, most likely, forever.

I'm never the girl...

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::TAG:: Dean Jonathon Winchester
::OUTFIT:: Click here for Caroline's outfit.
::WORD COUNT:: 536
::NOTES:: </3

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