Howdy folks! Here's a little angsty one-shot about Parvati and Dean! Hope you like it.

It didn't take much for me to get her to come. A text message during my lunch break was all it took to have her naked in my bed. The thick, top comforter had long been kicked off the mattress. Sweat dripped down my body and began to mingle with hers. The sweet smell of her scent clouded my mind. Her creamy brown skin looked so heavenly against mine.

Perfectly timed thrusts into her compliant body had her moaning in the sweetest pleasure. Her delicate fingers clawed at my back, signaling her on-coming climax.

She writhed uncontrollably as her orgasm ripped through her. I pumped into her exhausted body until I reached my own release. Within five minutes of my climax, I got up and began to dress myself. I could never look into her eyes after sex. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I just couldn't help myself. The confusion and sadness and hope was always evident on her face.

She dressed slowly, as if she thought that maybe this time, I'd ask her to stay, but of course, I never did and I probably never would. Her blue max-dress fit nicely over her slim figure. She tied her long, brown locks into a messy bun and slid on her sandals.

"Do you need money for the taxi?' I asked as I busied myself in the kitchen.

"No. I've got it covered, thanks."

"Good…it was nice seeing you. I'm glad we could get together today."

"Me too." I walked toward the door so she would kindly follow.

"Dean…" She spoke after much hesitation. "I know you told me to never say this, but I can't hold this in. I love you." She looked at my face expecting a reaction, but I couldn't give her one. So I kept silent.

"You see, every time we do this, I get so angry with myself. I've let you do whatever you want to me, whenever you want me for two years now! I thought maybe, if I prove to him that I'm loyal and that I'll always be there whenever, he might feel something for me! I know I'm stupid and I deserve better, but I need you in my life! I'll always drop everything just to come be with you, if only for twenty-five minutes during your lunch break! I always think to myself I'm worth more than this and every time I think I'm ready to leave you forever, I find that I just can't! Because I'd rather be in your life for twenty-five minutes once a month, than without you forever…Why can't you just love me?" She whispered at the end. Her tears were already streaming down her face. Her words sunk into my brain, but no feelings were connected to it. Sure I cared about Parvati, but I can't love her. Not anymore.

I was jaded, broken, cynical. Nothing was the truth anymore. Sure Parvati wanted me now, but what about next year? Maybe five years from now? It was bullshit. Everything is just bullshit. I just wish sometimes I could feel something.

The truth is, I stopped feeling a long time ago. I had learned my lesson. Every time I let myself feel something for anyone, a piece of my heart was always taken and it never repaired itself. My mother, Ginny, Ellen, Corryn, Hannah, every single one of them hurt me, they took away my ability to love and magnified all of my flaws. Every single one of them, so how can someone ever love me? I just stopped loving first.

Parvati looked at me with a glimmer of hope in her brown eyes.

"Dean. If you care about me at all, say something." I tried with every fiber of my being to tell her that maybe one day I could love her the way she deserved to be loved. Maybe she'll get tired of me too and find herself someone who will love her forever and unconditionally. But let's face it. Love is a joke. It's cruel and it hurts and I was tired of always hurting."

"Tell Padma I said hello."