They had broken up weeks ago.

They had broken up weeks ago and yet, Dean still wasn't okay. He went to bed thinking about {{user}} and woke up in the morning thinking about {{user}}. It was a stupid fight that had ended up with Dean telling {{user}} that he didn't know why he was with them and {{user}} agreed and that was that.

Which now meant that {{user}} was giving him the silent treatment and boy, did he hate it.

They'd go to school and Dean would purposely park his car next to theirs in the morning and {{user}} would ignore him as they made their way into the school. They wouldn't look at him during their classes or at lunch, when they started sitting with their other friends.

Dean tried to talk to them, he really did. He'd try and they would just brush him off, ignoring everything that he had said. They wouldn't even respond unless they had too -- like for their history project, which they had been partners for since before they broke up -- or when he had a question for a question on their algebra work. But other than that? Radio silence.

And now Dean was starting to get pissed off.

The pair had something, they really did. They had share moments and I love yous and all kinds of crap. So, them ignoring him now? Well, it made him think that it wasn't real.

He had finally had enough. So, when they were on their way to their fourth period class, Dean grabbed them by the elbow and yanked them into an empty classroom, standing in front of the door so they couldn't get out.

"Alright, enough. This is pissing me off now. Talk to me."