Shine the magic light

Chapter 7

TW: Mentions of eating disorder, PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder), social anxiety, and rape in this chapter. Feel free to skip if you're sensitive with these that follow above. Thank you.

"Bring out the weapons then." Dean asked.

 With just closing my eyes, the guns appeared on the table. Every gun that I hid was there.

 "Wow! I'm impressed! Even I cannot do that." Castiel said impressed.

I smiled at the comment, but faded quickly.

 "If I may ask. Why were you crying when uhm, that scene happened." Sam asked, carefully choosing his words.

 At this point , I felt like all eyes were on me, and I hated that. I suffer with PTSD, social anxiety, and even an eating disorder. I even suffered with rape when I was younger. So of course being me, I stiffened with the question, trying to stop the tears from flowing.

 "I-its alright if you don't want to answer. Sorry for bringing the question up." Sam said quickly.

 "Its alright. I trust you guys to not tell this to anyone." I said.

 They nodded in sync, and I felt Sam's hand on mine.

 "*takes a deep breath* Here it goes. So I suffer with PTSD, social anxiety, an eating disorder, and even suffered with sexual assault. It all started when I was 8 years old. My mother discovered that I had demonic powers and that my father, Lucifer, had demonic powers as well. I came home after school, shouted that I was home, and I felt someone grabbing my throat, and pinning me against the living room wall. She started choking me. I felt like I was about to die. But father saved me by killing my mother with a bullet through her head. And before you ask, my mother was human. That's for the PTSD. Social anxiety comes in cause of my trust issues. The reason is that before, I used to trust people too easily. That's for social anxiety. My eating disorder came in when I was 10. I had socials like Instagram and Tiktok. As I posted my outfits, I got praised for my great fashion sense and taste, but received a lot of hate comments about my body. So I examined myself in the mirror, and stopped eating for the past few weeks, and then I got sent to one of those mental hospice. I still got my fear foods, but now I'm ok with it for the most part. Last year, when I was 13, I got raped in my former magic school, Hogwarts. I'm sure you've heard of it cause of the movies, but those movies are just make belief. Anyways, I was walking in the courtyard, since I had a free period. Then out of the blue, someone puts their hand on my mouth, dragged me into a dark room, held me with restraints, and raped me. Luckily, he was using protection.... Anyways, I screamed so loudly, that the head-master, professor Dumbledore found us, and expelled that one student." I finished explaining.

 Then, I saw Dean looking down, as I explained how I was choked, and it was the same thing that he did.

 "Anna. I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking straight. I don't knew this happened. If I knew-" Dean said while feeling sorry for me and for what he did, before me cutting him off.

 "Dean. *looks at him in the eyes* you didn't knew. So don't blame yourself. Here's some advice, Being siblings is hard, I know that, but if your brother does something or gets injured, please don't blame yourself." I said in a compassionate voice.