I'm not weak (Deanxreader)

Love Hurts

"Y/n? You in there?" I asked. No answer

"knock once if you're alive, twice if your dead" I got worried. I noticed that the door was opened. I pushed the door, she wasn't in there. I started to panic. 

"Dammit! She's gone!" I yelled at Sam. I found a note on the lamp. No...not again. I picked up the note. 

"Son of a bitch! She's going after the witch!" I yelled at Sam 

"What?!" Sam looked surprised

"The witch gave Y/n her number..." I told Sam 

"I could track where the phone call was." Sam went over to his laptop. I grabbed my gun and loaded it up. 

"Found it!" Sam said. 

"Great. Let's go" I said walking out the motel. I need to find her before she does something stupid. Why would she do that? She's never hunted alone when she was with us! I can't lose her...not after I just got her back. 

~Time skip (Your p.o.v)~

You quickly went behind the bar, waiting for the bartender. You heard someone walking behind you. You quickly spun around.

"Hey, Bryce. It's me, don't worry" The bartender said. 

"Oh, hey" You pretended to cry. 

"It's okay honey, don't cry." She seemed to buy it

"W-what's your name?" You pretended to sniffle.

"Wendy" She smiled sweetly

"Thanks for helping me Wendy" You faked a sad smile

"No problem. Now, let's make that boyfriend of yours pay" Wendy smiled mischievously. 

"How do we do that?" You wiped your eyes. 

"Well, I have a little something for that..." Wendy pulled out a small bag with writings all over it. 

"What is it?" You asked. Now you knew that she was a witch. 

"It's a little something that I've made" Wendy smirked. 

"W-what do I do with it?" You asked.

"All you need to do is-" Wendy was cut off

"Y/N!" You heard someone yell from behind. You tensed up and slowly turned around. It was Dean, with Sam right behind him

"Y/n? Isn't that your boyfriend, Bryce?" Wendy asked.

"Uh...yeah. He's probably drunk" You hesitated. Dean pulled his gun.

"Back the hell away from her, you witch!" Dean yelled. You rolled your eyes. 

"What the hell?" Wendy asked. She immediately grabbed you, spinning you around, using you as a meat shield.

"Shoot and she dies" Wendy threatened. Dean hesitated but put the gun down

"Some kind of boyfriend, huh?" Wendy laughed. 

"Let her go." Sam threatened

"Or what?" Wendy teased. You stayed quiet. Dean came closer. Wendy backed up and whispered something in Latin, you froze. Your eyes glowed a red-pink tint for a few seconds. She let you go and you pulled out the knife from your boot. You felt a sudden rush of anger.

"What the hell did you do to her?!" Dean yelled at the witch. 

"Why doesn't she tell you?" Wendy asked smugly.

"This is your fault" You growled at Dean, walking closer to him. 'No, it wasn't, what the hell am I saying?'

"Y/n snap out of it" Sam tried. 

"Shut up." You hissed. 'No...What the heck?!'

"Y/n...you don't wanna do this..." Dean warned. You froze, trying to fight the witch's spell.

"Remember what he did to your poor heart...why don't you tell him about it?" Wendy whispered. You laughed darkly. 

"Oh, I totally want to do this" You smirked. You charged at him, slashing your knife. Dean quickly dodged, causing the knife to cut the sleeve of his jacket. You growled.

"Well, seems like my work here is done. See ya!" Wendy chuckled as she ran away.

"Sam go after her!" Dean yelled as he dodged your knife. Sam quickly ran after Wendy. You tried stabbing Dean again, he knocked your knife out of your hand.

"Snap out of it, baby." Dean pleaded. You froze again, fighting against the spell. You yelled in pain, falling to your knees. 

"Why do you do this to me?" You cried.

"What?" Dean inched closer.

"You son of a bitch. I'm tired of this, tired of you playing with me, then go off sleeping with other chicks" You growled. Dean stayed quiet. You got up and threw a punch at Deans face, he stumbled back.

"Do you know what I've gone through? What they did to me? What you did?" You punched Dean again, but he wouldn't fight back. 

"You broke me, Dean." You kicked his legs, knocking him down. 

"Know I'm gonna break you" You laughed darkly, kicking Dean's stomach. He doubled back in pain. You kicked him again, laughing. You grabbed your knife, toying with it. Before you knew it, you felt the curse lift from you. You gasped finding yourself about to stab Dean's chest. Just in the nick of time, you made the knife stab you instead of Dean. You groaned in pain. Dean looked at you shocked. You fell backward.

"Y/n!?" Dean strained to move

"Looks like Sam ganked the witch." You laughed, the knife still in you. Dean crawled over to you.

"Dammit y/n..." He groaned. 

"I'm fine, I've had worse." You chuckled. You started to get lightheaded, you were loosing too much blood. 

"I'm gonna go to sleep, okay?" You wearily told Dean. 

"What? No...stay with me sweetheart" Dean put a hand on your cheek. 

"I'll be fine, don't worry" You reassured Dean with a grin, your eyelids drooping. 

"Knock it off Y/n. Sam's coming, just hang on." Dean cradled your body, and kissed your forehead. You welcomed the darkness with open arms.

"Y/n!" You faintly heard a voice call out Then just...silence.