I’m Still Yours - Chapter Thirteen
~When Jared calls on you again, you go with a smile, but it’s not all fun and games anymore~
Jared x Reader, Jensen
Warnings: NSFW, RPF, Established D/s Relationship, Angst-travaganza
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If Jensen Ackles was the root of all your troubles, it only seemed logical that he would also hold the key to their solution.
When Jared walked out, he left a mess behind. A wet-eyed, sobbing, shaking mess that lay on the hardwood floor, staring blankly at a gum wrapper that was loitering underneath the sofa, kicked there by a passing shoe and forgotten.
The floor was cold but it felt good under your cheek. As crying fits went, this was a good one. A puddle of tears soaked the floor as everything drained from you. The guilt of your betrayal ran down your face in hot streams that flowed like a river, winding their way through the grains in the maple. When that well had dried, your thoughts turned to fear of losing Jared. What would he do when he returned? What if he didn’t come back at all? What would you do if he left you? So many questions met with the worst possible scenarios filtered through your mind. You had nothing if you didn’t have Jared. If he was gone, so were all of your reasons.
He was gone for too long and you feared another night like the last: unanswered calls and dreamless, fitful sleep. You thought about leaving; packing up and hailing a cab to the airport, but no. There was only one way to mend this and all answers lay with Jensen. You had to talk to him, to get him to understand, so that you could push him, finally, away.