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Stressed Out //|-/ \\

07/17/17 at 10:21 a.m. :')

Dean grabbed another beer bottle while he typed in hid computer for work.

He and the kids saw that even though he drink everyday, the hunter was able to control it.

Once he was finished, he placed the laptop on the table turning the lights off with a snap of his fingers.

He pulled the blanket to cover himself up to sleep.

But then it came to the point where he could here voices in his head talking to him

Dean Winchester...
You are weak.. you're nobody..
People will leave you once they find time to do so..
They'll forget that you exist..
When they hear your name, they'll laugh and think it's a familiar name of an idiot they once knew but never cared for
They'll stab you in the back!! Every single one of them!!
Your friends..bestfriends..
Your ex, your lovers, even your lovely fiancè..
You'll live on your own..
No one would be there for you
No one... no one.. NO ONE!!

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Dean woke up in the morning sweating and breathing heavily.

He called his secretary at the office to inform them that he was taking a break today.

His kids were all busy so he got to eat his pie as breakfast in peace. He then took a quick shower before wearing a decent looking suit driving his way to the parlor to dye his hair in black. He also had a foot spa and paid for nail polish afterwards.



His next stop was at the grocery, he bough tons beer, chips and sex toys that he planned on using later on

He then started to drink while driving thinking of the things that was said in his dream. It hurt him so much that he had to believe in it..

"Nobody cares..." he laughed to himself throwing the empty beer bottles outside the window screaming loudly in pain tearing up.

What he didn't knew was that a truck was in front of him. But once he noticed it, he stepped on the brake praying to Chuck that nothing bad would happen.

He opened his eyes sighing in relief to know that he was okay and still alive.

He went to a corner were there was peace and quiet as he continued to drink and cry as if it was the only thing he knew that would take the ache in his heart away.

After a few minutes he leans against his impala bringing out the toys he just bought.

He took his pants and boxers off gently palming himself while inserting a vibrator in his hole. He started jerk himself off until he felt someone's eyes on him. He quickly hid the toy away placing his pants back on the vibrator still in him.

"Who's there?? How'd you find me??"

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