31. Jensen Ackles/ Reader , Tom Welling/ Reader #1

All (Y/n) could do was sit and watch the one she loves slip away from her. She had gotten home to see Jensen's car in her driveway. She had long since ditched him after his shitty behavior. Settling on a nice and honorable man. But he had fooled to her.

"See honey I told you can be away from me. I told any man you'd have after me would die. So this....this....this is purely all your fault. Did you not think I wasn't coming for you!" said Jensen to her.

"You sick demented fuck. I told you to stay away just for a bit. Told you I needed space!" sobbed (Y/n).

"Yeah I got that memo and all. But I knew you being the spiteful bitch you are. Would use that against me. To get yourself a new man in my place. But i don't think so!" said Jensen.

Jensen crouched behind her and gripped her hair.

"See that sorry dead fucks body is your fault!" said Jensen.

"Even though your the one who did it!" snarled (Y/n).

"Ahh that ia where your wrong sweetie. You know I never get my hands dirty. No it wasn't me. It was that big drink of a guy!" said Jensen angling her head left.

And low and behold it was Tom Welling. He looked down at her smugly so. The lecherous look that crossed his face was gorey. He didn't even look sorry. He looked like some gladiator winning his battle. And his prize was waiting to be fucked to bits.

"You know my candy apple. You should really know where your place is. And not have to get things messy. And my gosh it get dirty!" said Tom kicking the dead body.

Tom leaned in very close to face and with no care.

"When we get done with you sweetie. Let's just leave it at. Don't want to ruin the surprise!" said Tom madly in lust.

Jensen had knocked her out from the back of her head. Tom picked her up and carried her to his car. Jensen had gathered all of her belongings and got it into the SUV. Laying her on the backseat and driving off.