Mika couldn't believe that Dean was so reluctant to fix this, that he was running from her. She cursed Bobby for even putting them on the case together, feeling if they never left her actual home, none of this would have happened. But she knew deep down that it was not his fault. This was her and Dean, and more importantly it was Raven's fault for trying to bed Dean when he told her he wasn't there alone. She purposely ripped them apart for her own kicks and couldn't help but question to herself how many solid partners she had done this to.

She purposely remained where she was to give Dean time to have a head start on deciding what he wanted to do before she finally accepted help in getting to the elevator and to her room. By the time she got there, Dean was already gone with his belongings which made her just break down once more. She got to her belongings and paused, unable to do anything before she suddenly noticed a written note on the bedside table. Going over to it, she read it and k ew this time she truly had fucked up screaming at him.

Crying loudly, she screamed and punched the table. She couldn't take this pain she had created before grabbing her phone and texting Bobby,

                         [i]"Castle Rock Hotel, come get me ASAP 
                         with tow truck. Dean's left and my legs busted
                                 - Mika" [/i]

She wanted to add more but she just couldn't get her hands to work much more than that. She had no idea if Dean really would get in touch with Bobby, so she figured she'd do it just incase, even if he did, it couldn't hurt to let Bobby know she needed him anyway. Throwing her phone on the bed she went to it, hauled herself onto the mattress and layed down where she proceeded to cry herself to sleep. 

For the rest of the night her sleep was disruptive, plagued with nightmares and thoughts of just giving up being around for much longer. There were times she woke up and tempted to just end it all by either drowning herself, throwing herself out the window or just simple slashing her wrists. But she didn't want her uncle to find her like that either, so she went back to sleep and the cycle continued right through to 8am the next morning where she woke up, the feeling of dried tears on her cheeks feeling tight on her skin.

She turned her head, half hoping to see Dean back with her in the hopes it was all a horrible nightmare but he wasn't...she was utterly alone. She grabbed her phone to check the time and see if Bobby had got in touch to say he was there or not.