FILL: I don't want you Happy ending 14/?

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The story is here:

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Tittle: I don’t want your happy ending.

Author: Kali

Kinks: J2, dub/non con, forced mating, angst, social humiliation, character’s death (not main) redemption, happy ending (there will be more but not for now)

Part thirteen is HERE

A/N: I made a mistake on the last line of last part is not 14 years, it can't be 14 years is only 5, okay?

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That was the first night Jared tried coke in his life.
Also was the first night Jensen went out with Felicia Day in 5 years.

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Jensen got home half drunk and singing along with whatever tune he had in his head, the maid had to go to the door and help him in. “thanks Marcie…” Jensen was smiling stupidly at her.

“Don’t mention it sir…” she sat him on bed and took off his shoes. She was old, so old she was hired by Jensen’s grandmother when his parents were planning on mating. His mom had loved her and Kali reduced her obligations to deal with clothes only, when Jensen and Jared moved back to the penthouse she asked Jensen to let her come; a new mated couple always need someone who knows how to keep house, until the new omega mate learn.

“Of course I mention it, Marcie… you’re so good with me…” and he let out a stupid childish giggle. “Why am I this drunk? I only had ONE freaking whiskey!! I use to drink more in Dick’s events…” he smiled rubbing his face. “I swear I’m seeing stripe patterned elephants wearing fur coats or something.” And smiling like an idiot. “Thank you Marcie”

“It’s my job sir…” she said throwing a blanket over a drunk –now shirtless and shoeless- Jensen. “It’s my job even though you have a mate that hasn’t shown his face in a day or two…” she let the room mumbling thinking Jensen was already asleep.

Jared was at the moment riding a woolly mammoth. Yeah, well….. not really. But have you ever tried cocaine? He was shouting at the top of his lungs while dancing over the bar counter, shirtless and covered in tequila and lime juice. But if you ask him he was riding a woolly mammoth and drinking shooting stars' dust.

It was a call from cliff what woke Jensen and Jared. Jared was on Cliff’s arms, feeling like shit and scrunching his nose at the smell of vomit the guy had all over him. Guess whose vomit it was?

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I got my email account hacked... so I had to actually create a whole new account in order to verify my account and be able to post.
so, yeah now I have a couple more chapters for the weekend