Supernatural Imagines: Book Two

Raging Storm (d.w)

Pairing: Dean Winchester x 18!Fem!Reader

Warnings: angst, being bullied, harsh insults, being called freak and worthless, someone wanting you to kill yourself, heartbreak

Summary: You've always been different than everyone else around you but you have no idea why. Things happen around you that you can't control or have no understanding of, but then Dean Winchester comes into your life promising to help make sense of it all.

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This is the third week this month that the sky has been cloudy and gray. It's fitting since it matches your mood. All you want to do is get through today and go home where you feel the safest. You hate it here. You're about to graduate but it needs to come faster. You want to get out of this hellhole and away from these hellish people.

You look up and see your school in the distance with people shuffling into the building. God, I hate everyone here. You're not even sure how it started but you walked into school one day and everyone hated you. The internet talks about bullying and how much it can ruin a person's life, but you never knew it could get this bad.

You're not sure why you're getting bullied. Sure, you're very timid and shy but you're one of the nicest people there is. You're sweet and friendly to everyone, but that doesn't seem to matter to some people.

You keep your head down even when you get to school, ignoring the stares you get from some people. The first class of the day is science, which you love, but there are three people in that class that make those fifty minutes feel like hell. You take your seat in the very back by the windows when one of the most popular girls in school comes in. She is followed by her two friends who are basically puppies looking for attention.

"Look girls, the neighborhood freak is here."

Your heart hurts at her words. You've always been bullied by her ever since you could remember. You two attended the same elementary school, the same middle school and junior high, and now the same high school. She's been tormenting you ever since she knew she gained power by her words.

Maybe she senses you're a bit different than everyone else. You certainly feel that way. Why do you feel different than everyone here? What makes you not the same as everyone else? That's the reason why you get bullied because you don't fit in. You don't dress weird, have a pimply face, or are into weird things. Stacy took one look at you one day and decided you were going to be her target for as long as you let her be in power.

You haven't found it in yourself to take that from her.

"What, have nothing to say?" she smirks and looks at her friends. "I hear her Daddy hits her while at home. Her whole family is a bunch of freaks."

That's not true. Your father loves you dearly. She's just looking to stir up some drama, and the only way it'll get worse is if you antagonize her.

"I heard takes poor defenseless animals and cuts them up," one of Stacy's friends says.

"You hear that, Freak? Better not get caught or else I might sic Darren and his friends on you. You wouldn't want to end up like those animals, now would you?"

You put your head down and drown out her words with the beat of your own heart. The cloudy sky hasn't gone away, in fact, it has gotten much darker since you've arrived at school. Stacy and her friends sit down next to you and gossip loud enough for you to hear every word they say.

Freak. Useless. Ugly. Burden. Waste of space. Freak. Freak. Freak. Freak. Freak. It got so much that you let your emotions get the better of you. Tears would stream down your face if you weren't in front of a bunch of people. Your heart jumps out of your chest just as all the windows in the classroom shatter around you, causing everyone to scream and back away from it. You stay seated, unsure if you did this or if something outside had caused this.