Mistaken Trust

Part One

A relationship without trust is like a phone without service. And what do you do with a phone without service? You play games. At least, he's playing games. He, as in Jared Padalecki. Jared, Jensen's Fiancé and best friend, with his perfect smile and puppy-dog look who always seemed to get whatever he wanted, is too busy playing stupid games.

For instance, when Jared wanted to go have a drink with Brock Kelly, his "Dude friend", he'd make sure he'd cancel his plans with Jensen to go get drunk with him. Jensen was totally fine with Jared hanging out with his friends, but when he canceled their 3 year anniversary to go watch a fucking football game at Brock's house? Jensen was done.

"3 Years, Jared! Are you serious?! You'd rather spend our day watching a lame-ass football game with your dude than a romantic dinner with this fine ass? Did I mention that you'd get to have your way with this fine piece of ass afterwards? The fuck, Jared? Why do I need to bribe you with sex these days to get you to go on a date with me? You know what, I'm done trying. Fine, go get drunk with Brock. 's Not like I care anyways." Jensen mumbled numbly, stumbling out of their room long enough to hear Jared's pathetic, "Jensen, wait."

The green eyed man turned around, a knowing look shining behind the hurt in his eyes.

"Jeff used to do the same thing to me, you're no different." Jensen flung, striking Jared at home base.

"Jense, please –" Jared tried, tears stinging at the back of his eyes. His boyfriend shook his head and shot down the stairs, each thud of his feet sending hurt waves through his chest.

"I am nothing like Jeff! Jeff was abusive, controlling and manipulative!" Jared shouted, growing angry at his future husband for comparing him to the bastard who abused Jensen for months.

"Yes, you are! You're the one who always makes the decisions for me! You never have time for me anymore, and that's saying a lot cause I should be the one you spend time with every Friday night, not your dude friend! Come on, Jared; I thought I meant more to you than trash you'd toss aside for a beer and a fucking football game."

Jared sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat, "You know what? Screw it. I'm done trying tonight, Jensen. You're too much work these days!" Jared shouted, regretting the words as they spewed out of his mouth.

Jensen flinched back at Jared's loud statement before bolting out of the door; silent tears leaking out of his redden green eyes.

"Dammit, Jensen!" Jared exclaimed, running his fingers through his hair as he watched the love of his life, his freaking soul mate shrink back into the hole his ex-boyfriend, Jeff, dug him in.

Jeff dented Jensen's will to live day in to day out before Jared put a stop to the abuse. Jen had nearly taken his own life because he didn't get morning cuddles or breakfast in bed from his ex. Instead, he was constantly torn piece by piece every time Jeff called him a "Dirty slut" or "Useless".

Jared swooped Jensen off his feet and became his Knight in Shining armor. He was the one who fixed Jensen right up, all shiny and new. He brought back the light in those beautiful, green eyes he loves so much. Jensen depended on him so much, that it felt like he was being suffocated.

Brock didn't make him feel suffocated. Brock was easy, and a freaking great friend when he needed him. If Jensen didn't understand him, then screw him.

Jensen fucking hates Jared sometimes. Like when he's totally clueless to Brock's attraction to him, or how Brock is always touching Jared and smiling the "God, you're amazing," smile. That was his smile!

-Oh! He can't forget the fact that Brock is practically his younger twin! Though, Jensen likes to think he totally has a way better ass. He just hopes Jared wouldn't be able to compare their asses, because Jared's never seen Brocks ass, as far as Jensen knew.

Jared would never cheat on him anyways. Most people cheat because they're paying attention to things their missing, rather than things they already have. Jared has Jensen, what else could he want? He had Jensen's trust, which was hard to earn. If Jared ever did something to break his trust, then Jensen'll never forgive him for it. But that'll never happen, because Jared loves him.

Jared loves him, but Jensen hopes that's enough for him.

Jared honestly didn't mean to get drunk. After Jensen left their house he called Brock and asked him if he could come over and help him with something. He didn't mean to spill his heart out all over the counter. And he sure as hell didn't mean to spill beer on his shirt.

"Jare, 'lemme take care of you." Brock mumbled drunkenly, ripping off his shirt. He threw the shirt on the ground and grabbed the long-haired man's hand, dragging him to the couch before throwing him down.

"You're so hot, you know that? I totally see what Ackles see's in you," He groaned, awed, as he stripped all his clothing and landed on top of a shirtless and slightly aroused Jared.

" 's been too long, Jen. Need you," Jared murmured, attacking the blond man's neck with vigor. "You're mine, all mine. Makes me so mad when you talk 'bout Jeff. 'hate Jeff so much."

Brock just shook his head and tilted his head, unzipping Jared's pants.

"Lift up your pants, freaking Sasquatch. Bet you're big all over," He grinned, watching as Jared stripped the last remaining of his clothing.

"Need you in me," Brock groaned, rolling his hips so his and Jared's cocks came into contact. Jared groaned in agreement and filled him with one finger, prepping him for what's about to come.

"M'sorry, didn' mean wha' I said earlier," Jared said, kissing up and down the green eyed man's neck. "Brock sucks, you don'. I love you, Jense," He finished, aiming for his cock to fill his lover.

Brock, however, pressed a hand on Jared's chest, yelling, "What the hell?! You think I'm freaking –"

The front door opened slowly, a nimble hand on the door knob. There, stood Jensen Ackles with a hopeful expression on his face, till he found out what was happening on his couch. His beautiful face gradually morphed into a hurt look as his hand let go of the door knob as if he were shocked.

"Jensen!" Jared yelled, his foggy mind clearing as he watched the man he loved and depended on rush out the door for the last time.

A/N: Hi! :) This is my first ever J2 fic! J2 is my main paring (cause duh) so I really hope this is good for everyone! :) Reviews are always accepted with smiles! Both criticism and thoughts (: Thank you!