Part five of fifteen

Do you remember the taste of my lips that night, I stole a bit of my mother's perfume
Cause I remember when my father put his fist through the wall that separated the dining room

You love Dean Winchester, you always have, no doubt that Dean had love you, he still does refusing the fact that you turned away, turn to the evil. But he will never forget that time when you and him met back in high school, how he lived next door to you and your fathers bonded in hunting. How you were forbidden to see Dean but sneaked out anyway.

You remember your mother's rose perfume and how Dean's lips taste like apple pies. He remembers how he felt relaxed in your scent and how your lips tasted like chocolate. You remember how you and Dean got caught together and the lector you both got from your father. How you watched how Dean left your house and how your father angrily punched the wall cursing how he was trying to protect you from your heart being broken

And I remember the fear in your eyes
The very first time we snuck into the city pool

You remember how you sneaked over to Dean's window, the next night, and dragging him to the city pool to hang out. You saw how Dean was scared to run and sneak out, how you pulled him into the pool with you and calmed him down. How you kissed him as his shaky hands wrapped around you.

And suddenly it wasn't the last time you would be breaking into the city pool with him.

Late December with my heart in my chest and the clouds of my breath
Didn't know where we were running to but don't look back

You remember Dean's voice, how he said it was the longest he had been in the same place. How you watched his icy breath into the cold atmosphere, you feel how he wrapped his arms around you, his chin on top of your head. You remember leaning against him as he leaned against the picket fences looking out onto the field, feeling calm.

Dean remembers you looking into his eye with such love. He remembers how you made him feel so normal for a teenager, for an eighteen year old. How he loved and wished that he can ditched this hectic life and live normal with you.

But he never let go, he ran with you, anywhere with you is an adventure to him.

He was in love with you.

We'll be looking for sunlight or the headlights till our wide eyes burn blind
We'll be lacing the same shoes that we've worn through to the bottom of the line

You missed the late night conversation, how you kissed in front of the impala's headlight during the summer nights. How every morning you and him would walk to school and talk about everything. You missed the jokes and cute moments in high school life with Dean.

Sam remembers how his brother looked so happy, he has never seen Dean like that and little him had hope inside his brother. Hope that you, a sister he has never had before, can fix his broken brother.

Dean remembers every bad thing in his last year of high school, mostly it was with you. How you both stuck by each others side and had an unspoken promise to never ever leave each other, well, you guess now that promise was broken.

And we know that we're headstrong and our heart's gone and the timing's never right
But for now let's get away on a Roman holiday

You both were determine to stay together but fuck fate right? Fate wasn't on your side. You didn't stop loving Dean Winchester. Even if your father forced you to break up with him, then you both moved states.

Dean cried.

You cried.

Could you imagine the taste of your lips If we never tried to kiss on the drive to Queen's
Cause I imagine the weight of your ribs If you lied between my hips in the backseat

Oh how much Dean misses the taste of your lips, that chocolate lingering taste as you smiled through the kiss. Dean misses the sneaky kisses, whenever and out of the blue. The way he get a morning kiss when you both leave your houses to walk to school and how he gets a goodnight kiss as well.

You can imagine being in the Impala, him lying between your legs as you played with his hair, listening to the thunderstorm outside, how you two would talk of everything. How you could hear the quiet playing of rock songs as you feel Dean relax. You could imagine, Dean kissing your stomach, in a way to tell you how much he loves you.

I imagine the tears in your eyes
The very first night I'll sleep without you

You imagine how afraid Dean was to sleep, the nightmares that inflicted his mind and how he could not relax at all and that he needed you at his side to calm his down. How your phone was by your ear as you talked to him to distract him, or even sing him to calm down.

You can remember how you could sleep because you were afraid and how you could see from your window how concerned and sad Dean was, how he talked to you about future plans. Getting married, starting a family and growing old together. He talk about the future you guys would share.

And when it happens I'll be miles away
And a few months late

And of course, you parted, but that doesn't mean you stopped loving Dean Winchester because you didn't. You were reunited with your love and you did not want to let go of him again. Things happens right?

How he betrayed you, forgot about you, ignored you.

So you hurt him back.

Only fair?

Now you two are broken people in need for each other's embrace

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Back ground info with your relationship with Dean, promise you next imagine wont be a badlands series one