Treat you better

9. Somtimes Quiet Is Violent

Treat you better

9. Sometimes Quiet Is Violent

Dean

Dean stayed in his room, he had nowhere else to go. He didn't sleep at all, he stayed up all night the second night after being assigned security.

His thoughts took over then, and sometime the urge was too strong. But he didn't have his blades. Dean just wanted it all to end, for someone to help him. He wasn't sure if he could keep it up anymore.

Sam came barreling into Deans room, his eyes wide and crazy. "I figured it out, Dean you can tell me if I'm right, right?" Dean slowly nodded, sighing. He probably was going to be wrong.

"Is it Josh?"

• • •

Everyone was in Dean's room, everyone except Josh. And Cas. Deans stomach was in turmoil, and Sam and John comforted him. It was just them three, and Dean felt like puking. He couldn't face Josh. What if something happened? John looked at Dean. "Is it him?" He asked softly.

"I-It's not Josh." Dean said, his nerves and thoughts screaming at him. Sam stopped Dean. "Dean, why are you shaking then?" Dean stopped and stared at his trembling hands. "B-Because it's not him..." Dean whispered, his heart rate monitor beeping faster when the door clicked open.

John was standing up, his arms crossed. Josh and Cas walked in, who immediately noticed Deans heartbeat. "Everything ok, Dean?"

No.

Don't do this, Sam can't get hurt.

Cas looked at Dean. "Don't do what?" Dean jumped and Josh was staring at Cas. Would he hurt him? No, Dean couldn't risk that. "We were just talking, f-family t-talking."

Sam looked at Dean sadly, and John was trying his best to calm Dean. "C-Can I talk to Josh alone?" Sam and John nodded, leaving the room. Cas cocked his head and reluctantly agreed. They all three left and Josh was gripping Dean by the front of his hospital gown. "What the hell did you say?" Dean just went limp. "Answer me!" Josh hissed angrily, and a devilish smirk crossed his lips.

Dean looked at Josh, gulping. "The figured it out." The smirk fell off Josh's lips.

"They what?" He said deadly, making Dean shiver. Memories flashed in his mind and he shrank back.

"Th-they know. But I lied, I-I said it wasn't you..."

Josh shoved Dean into the hospital headboard, getting in his face. "You told!" "I didn't!" Josh narrowed his eyes and Dean gulped. "P-Please don't do anything to Sam, d-do it to me instead." Josh narrowed his eyes. "You slut, already wanting me?" Dean cringed in disgust. "Just don't touch my brother." Josh let go of Dean and went to the door, leaning on it and locking it.

"Then you're getting double the punishment."

• • •

Dean quivered as he stood, Josh smirking as he zipped up his pants. It was short and silent, but it was painful and dehumanizing. Dean limped back to the bed, getting under the covers.

The door opened and Sam stared at the two. "Why was the door locked?" He said suspiciously, and Dean just looked at Sam. "I wanted to talk alone with him, you p-probably would've barged in." Sam glared at Josh, still not trusting him, and went to sit by Dean.

Cas walked over to Josh and let him wrap a hand around his shoulders. It sickened Dean, so much that he gagged. "Dean?" John was at his side and Dean reassured him. "Just trying to get something out of my throat." John calmed, but he stared at Dean with worry.

The doctor came in, followed by a nurse. "Can I have everyone out? It's time to clean Dean's injuries." Dean looked down, knowing what was going to happen already.

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THREE MORE CHAPTERS LEFT ITS LIKE 4 am [when I wrote this] AND IM GETTING TIRED SO

AND SORRY ITS 5 PAGES BuT iLl uPdAtE wAy sOoNeR tHaN i UsUaLlY dO