WHO: Sam & Ruby WHAT: Ruby has to tell Sam something. It won't end well. D: WHEN: Late evening, just after Sam gets back from Adam's place. WHERE: Their apartment. RATING: PG-13. STATUS: Complete.
Sam was pissed off. Discovering that his entire life had been rigged from the start had been one thing; Ruby admitting that, again, she had another secret - a worse secret than that - to spill only made the blow twice as painful. Had she not learned by now that Sam hated it when she kept things hidden from him? It was the straw that had nearly broken them apart back when she had admitted that she had been using him for Azazel's master plan a while ago. Sam couldn't deal with Ruby when she lied to him. It hurt, it brought on unpleasant memories, and it left him feeling irrationally angry. He had thought that they'd moved past that. First with Lilith, again with Azazel's rigged life, and now...now he had this. This big thing that Ruby felt she had to bring on and confess to him. Something that she probably should have laid on him days ago, back when they had been talking about secrets and how badly it impacted him when she kept them away from him in the first place. To her credit, Ruby was coming out about this one on her own. Sam wasn't digging at her or finding out someplace else, he was hearing it straight from her mouth because Ruby knew how he felt about her keeping things form him. Still, it should have happened during their last conversation. And their last conversation should have happened a long, long time ago.
Lifting the case of beer he'd picked up (for his own sake) out of the car that he had stolen on his way back, Sam walked the familiar route to their apartment and nudged his way through the door. Unaware of where Ruby was waiting for him, Sam moved for the kitchen, eager to get started on his drink. Maybe if he had something to cool himself down with, he'd be able to handle all of this better.
That didn't seem likely, unfortunately. He was already infuriated and Sam was terrified to think of how much more angry he was about to get. Dammit, Ruby, he thought angrily, dropping the case of beer down onto the kitchen table. She was complicating things. Bringing up the past, hitting him with things he hated, and making him all screwed up in the head. Sam wanted this to be over. He wanted to deal with their problems, get over his anger, and then show her the ring he had tucked away in his pocket. But could he do that anytime soon? Especially with all of this going on? Moodily, Sam ran a rough hand over his face. Things weren't going according to plan in the slightest.