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"Drastic? Hell, you wouldn't know would you? And you say you want me in your life, well guess what Dean? You haven't even thought about asking me how I felt. I know I punched your boyfriend in the face, but me not him got the punishment! I know you hate me for punching him, I know it! I FREAKING GET IT! But fuck, Dean.. fuck.. we have been friends since forever.. not one single damn word for three days.. NOT ONE. You already freaking picked him! Can't you see that?! You suck, you know that?! You SUCK as a best friend. Just freaking suck!" His throat was burning, the new tears he was trying to hold back was getting to him and he felt how his throat was going to give away any minute now. He looked up, save the tears in Dean's eyes. He couldn't believe what he saw. He had been lonely for days, not a single word from him, and when he was telling him that he was leaving him alone, then it was crying and begging.. He shook his head, mostly at his tears, but also at him asking him to stay, he couldn't, he just couldn't. What would he do? Who would he be with..?

"Just give up, Dean. Give up and go to him. That's what you want. Just.. just I see you around, I let you know before I leave." He mumbled and got out of Dean's bed, feeling the tears getting closer and closer to coming, he hurried into his own bed, next to Dean's and shut the curtains around his bed. He couldn't find his wand as he looked over the bed, he then remembered it was in Dean's bed still, and he was so not going back there now to get it. Instead he laid down flat at his stomach, his sore ribs hurting a little bit, and buried his face into his pillow, as he felt the first attack of the hysterical crying came.