dean practically grew up with Ashlyn but only because he was forced to see you every day. You hated each other but lived together. Bobby was you father And his uncle, hunted with Sam, Dean and you. you grew up in this, the family business. you were much younger than sam and dean. you loved sam, he was very kind to you and cute, he was like a brother to you, dean on the other hand, you loved him, more than friendship.

all the hate that you two accumulated turned into love but you never admitted it. Dean was very jealous of his friendship with his brother, Sam. Dean knew he was twice his age but he couldn't control his feelings. he slept with other waitresses and you always knew, you hated knowing he slept with other girls. dean always slept with those girls thinking about you, he always wished it was you there.

one day you declared yourself via message to him and he replied telling you that you were too young for him, he hated having to say that, he didn't want to take away all your innocence. you moved away and didn't even talk on the hunts, you only argued on the hunts. one weekend, sam invited you to a party they were going to, your dad bobby, dean and their hunting friends. You accepted the invitation and went to the party in a short skirt. She didn't care about that. Arriving there she drank a few sips of beer and you felt watched, you turned and looked around seeing Dean staring at you deeply with hatred mixed with desire in his eyes.

he didn’t want to get close to her at the party and you got dean’s message. "Pull that skirt down, girl." he sent and stared at you. You looked at him and smiled playfully, completely ignoring him and Dean noticed the other hunters eating you with their eyes. Dean felt his anger getting out of control and he walked over to Ashlyn and pulled her skirt down." I said lower your skirt, princess."