Crossing Paths (A Supernatural X Reader Fanfiction)

Chapter 7

Chunking knives at the wall, you brush your (h/c) locks away from your face. You slide up to the target, one knife in the dead center, one off to the right just a smidge.

"Damnit, needs work." You yank the knives out, returning one to the sheath on your side, the other returning to the sheath hung from your neck. 

The black cord makes it seem like a normal necklace, the small sheathed knife tucked into your shirt, it resting between your breasts. Your other knife rests on your hip, hidden by your jacket, but easily accessible. 

You were 18 now, your body filled out from your lanky teenage self, your skills and wits sharper. Ava and Marcus had tediously spent a lot of time and money to get you where you are. You had trained with them after school, on holidays, weekends, and any other time you could squeeze in. 

You trailed back into the house from the back door, a thin older Hispanic woman wobbling on a step-ladder. Rushing over, you help steady it for her, her smile wide as she brushed off her classic apron. She stepped down, her giving you a tight hug.

"Hello Miss Muse!" She released you from the bone-crushing hug.

You giggled, pulling a speck of lint from her graying hair.

"Hi Mrs. Barrera, how are you today?" You fold up the ladder, her gathering up her dusting rag. 

"I am doing better than yesterday, and for the last time, call me Adelita." She shakes a finger at you, your smile growing.

"Still need help with that online algebra class?" Adelita may be one of the few house-maids Ava and Marcus had employed, but she was, by far, the most hardworking of all of them. 

Adelita was nearly three years into her English degree, her life dream to be a writer. You had combed through nearly hundreds of her papers, reading, editing, giving your advice on how to push her harder, to push her further. 

Ava had hired her when you were about 16, and you were so happy to not only find a friend, but a role model to follow. Adelita had mentioned she never came from an income-heavy family, and when she wanted to follow her dreams, her love for her newborn child halted that progress. 

You were one of the ones to encourage her to go to college, helping her fill out scholarship applications, loans, and grants. And in turn, she willed you to apply for college. 

You loved having her around, it was nice to have a a human around when your life was filled with demons. Sure, Ava and Marcus were kind and loving, but they were lacking in certain human qualities that you yearned to have. 

Instead of a normal family talking about how the weather was, or how the family favorite football team did at playoffs, your parents talked about their kill count for the day, and certain gruesome details that clients shared with them.

Even though they were different than humans, you didn't treat them any different. You still went through angsty teenage years, ones which Ava found amusing and loved to document - much to your embarrassment. You still did things that normal teenage girls did, like go to prom, go on dates, and even snuck out of the house at times. 

You were in your senior year of high school and you could not wait to get out. You had been studying hard to get decent grades. You even had a decent college in mind, University of Arkansas in Fayetteville, Arkansas. It's where you could study your major in peace, but still be close enough to home to pop in for a visit. 

Teleporting to your room, you quickly eye your blue graduation gown and cap hanging in your closet. It was an ugly polyester thing that made you feel like a clown wearing it, but hell, you were almost done with high school.