Dean pushed Jamie on the bed, on her stomach, and held her arms behind her. "Let's get a few things straight, you are going to listen to me. If I tell you to jump you say how high. If I say I want sex you say what position! If you don't then so help me I will go back to that shit hole you call….excuse me….called home and I will burn it to the ground with everyone in it! You understand me?" he asked and Jamie said nothing, "Do you understand me!"
"Yes!" Jamie cried out.
"That's a good girl." Dean said as he leaned down closer to her ear and licked her ear lobe as he started to grind himself against her firm ass, "You know, I will have to remember this position for later on tonight when I am making you scream." He said and Jamie tried not to finally let her go and got off the bed, "You got ten minutes to get cleaned up and get your ass out there and I expect you to have a new attitude."
Jamie just lay there face down on the bed until she heard the door slam shut. She slowly got off the bed and touched her face lightly. She looked over and saw a small lamp on the side table and grabbed it and threw it against the wall, shattering it to pieces. "Bastard!"
Jamie got up off the bed and walked over to the far wall, running her hand over the small hole where the lamp had hit the first day she was in this place. Things had really changed since then. Dean wasn't the same and neither was she. During that time they grew to love each other. At least she thought he loved her but his actions proved other wise. Most of the time when you are in love you don't make out with some tramp just because she hangs on every word you say. Jamie turned and leaned her back against the wall, sighing. Why was he doing this? She agreed to have a drink with him and this is what he does? He was never really a patient man. That was Dean Winchester.
She pushed off the wall and walked towards the door. She turned the knob and it was unlocked. Part of her wanted to run out and get the hell away from her but Dean would just bring her back and also if she did get away she would be left with a lot of unanswered questions. Jamie walked out of the room and down the hall. She looked through the window of the door that lead to the main part of the bar and she saw Dean sitting there with a few of his drinking or hunting buddies. Jamie gritted her teeth and glared. If he wanted a bitch then he's got one. Jamie pushed the door open and stormed over to where Dean was sitting. She slammed her hand on the table. "Who in the HELL do you think you are?! You can't just go around kidnapping people, you sick son of a bitch!"
Dean took a sip of his beer, arching his brow. He placed the bottle in front of him. "Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. That or it's all that sexual frustration you have built up. I can take care of that." He gave Jamie a wink. The same wink that made her fall to her knees but not this time.
"For your information I am NOT sexually frustrated AND if I were at this moment you would be the LAST person I would go to for help in relieving my tension. You do know you can't keep me here right?." Jamie said, placing hands on her hips.
Dean smirked, rubbing his chin as he stood up. "Where you always this crazy or is this new?"
Jamie gasped. "Crazy?! Oh you have NOT begin to see me crazy yet?" She poked him in his chest. "Don't push me, Winchester. I can kick your ass!"
Dean tried to hold it in but he just couldn't. He let out a laugh and grabbed her by the arm. "Yeah I can see that happening." He pulled her towards the back." We need to talk."
Jamie tried to wiggle out of his grip. "You are damn right we do. You have lost it! And let go of me!
"Would you relax? You are causing a scene." Dean said. He pulled her into the back and into the bedroom where he closed the door. "The fuck has gotten into you?!"
"Me?! Oh lets see her. Wait! I was KIDNAPPED! What were you thinking? I told you I would have a drink with you but OH no. No that was no good enough. You had to kidnap me and bring me back here for all places. So Yeah ok you might say that I am a little UPSET!" Jamie yelled.
"Like you were really going to meet me. You have been ditching me for months and you think I really believed that you were going to meet me? I ain't stupid, Jamie." Dean folded his arms and leaned against the wall.
"See unlike you I know how to keep my word. I can give you some pointers on that." Jamie glared at him.
"Here we go." Dean threw his hands up. "You just can't let that go can you? I made one mistake and you keep bringing that shit up!"
"Was it really a mistake, Dean, or are you just saying that because you got caught. That is why I am upset. You kissed another girl and yet you don't think you did anything wrong. You are trying to pin this break up on me and it's not my fault. This is all on you. You had no right to bring me here. Just because for once you aren't getting what you want." Jamie said.
"It was a stupid kiss. It's not like it meant anything so who the hell cares! Drop it already and lets just move on. " Dean walked over to her. "We use to have fun together." He placed his hands on her hips, pulling her close to him. "You know you still love me so don't act like you don't." He grinning.
Jamie sighed and pulled away from him. "You don't get it, Dean. This has nothing to do with if I love or not. Of course I love you. Maybe I love you too much because I keep letting you do the dumb shit you do and because I love you so much I let you get away with it and I look over things and...and I just can't do it anymore."
Dean arches his brow and folded his arms over his chest. "So that's it. Just like that?" He gritted his teeth and nodded. "Obviously you don't love me enough to try and make his work. Good to know there, Jamie."
Jamie rolled her eyes and grabbed her jacket. "No, Dean. You don't love me enough to pull your head out of your ass." She said and pushed by him then walked out the door."