"(Y/n) can we talk?" Your boyfriend said as he took your hand and sat down on his porch swing.
"Sure," you smiled as you sat beside him.
He looked down and closed his eyes, "I'm breaking up with you."
You felt your heart drop when those words escaped his lips. You took your hand out of his as your smile faded, "why?"
"I just don't love you anymore," he said as he looked up at you, "beside I'm kinda seeing somebody else."
You stood up suddenly and looked down at him, "what? You were cheating on me?"
"Well yeah, for a month now."
Anger grew in your chest as you slapped him. "How fucking dare you!"
You turned around and started to walk down the steps, when you heard him say, "you crazy bitch!"
You stopped in your tracks and spin around on your heel, "oh you haven't seen crazy. Just be glad that's all I did!"
You spun back around and got in your car as you sped off towards the bunker.
A drive from his house to yours would normally take thirty minutes, but you made it home in less than ten.
When you opened the door to the bunker, you immediately slammed the door behind you and pressed your back to it. You couldn't hold the tears back any longer. The tears busted out as you started down the steps.
Dean had came around the corner and saw you crying. He ran over to you and put him hand on your face. "(Y/n) what's wrong? Are you hurt?"
"He broke up with me Dean! He fucking cheated on me for a goddamn month!" You shouted as you pulled away and ran into your room.
You had been in there for hours and you never left, except having to go to the bathroom.
Sam and Dean were at the door, but you wouldn't let them in. You didn't want to talk and you couldn't talk. You were in so much pain.
The next morning you walked to the kitchen and grabbed a water bottle and pop-tart off the counter and sat in the study. You felt worthless. You felt like you did something wrong to make him cheat on you. You had decided it was time for a little pay back.
That night, you jumped in your car and drove back to his house. Of course he was there. He was there with her. They were inside as you pulled out your knife and slashed the tires of his red Chevy silverado truck. You went to her little silver volts-wagon bug and slashed her tires. You took the crowbar and hit his windows and headlights.
You jumped back in your car and sped off, back to the bunker. That didn't make you feel better, but it did let you get some steam out.
When you got back to the bunker, you went into the study and sat there with your knees curled up to your chest.
"(Y/n)?" Sam said from behind you. You closed your eyes and placed your chin on your knees. "Look I know you are hurting but I'm here for you and so is Dean." Sam had stood in front of you and Dean joined him.
You rolled your eyes and looked away from them. "Just leave me alone please."
Dean sat beside you and pulled you into his arms, "i made your favorite and if you don't talk to us, well I would hate to eat it for you."
You looked over to him and put your head on his chest.
"Ignore him. He did make your favorite. So if you want a slice I'll go get you one," Sam said as you nodded to him. Sam left the room
Dean looked down at you, "I'm gonna count to three. If you don't talk, I'm gonna tickle you till you pee."
You looked up at him and thought he was blushing.
"One," nope not doing it.
"Two," you rolled your eyes and looked away.
"Three. You asked for it," Dean said as he started tickling you in your ticklish spots. You screamed and tried to squirm away from him. You ended up squirming off the couch and onto the floor. Dean had gotten on top of you and tickled you harder, causing you to scream out a laugh.
"Okay okay! Stop!!" You yelled at him as he stopped tickling and left his hands on your sides. "I'll talk! Now get your fat ass off of me!"
Dean looked down at you with wide eyes and got off of you and looked at his stomach, "I'm not fat!"
You rolled your eyes and sat back on the couch as Sam walked in with your plate. You took a bite and saw them staring at you. "He broke up with me and said he was dating this other girl for over a month. I slapped him and I went to his house tonight and slashed his tires and busted his windows and headlights with a crowbar. I slashed her tires too," you said as you took another bite.
"That's my girl," Dean said as he hugged you. "All you did was slap him? Why didn't you give him a royal beating like you do to Sammy sometimes."
"Cause I just gave up," you said as you placed your plate on the table and looked down.
"(Y/n) he is a jerk. Screw him," Sammy said as he sat on the other side of you.
"Thanks, both of you. Without you guys, I don't know what I would do."
"Yeah yeah yeah. Enough with the chick flick moment," Dean said as he took your plate and took a bite.
"Hey! Get your own," you said as you snatched the plate away.
Your brothers are a pain in your ass but you loved them and you don't know what you would do without them. But don't let them know you think that.