Cas found himself lying in a hospital bed. He was holding back tears. There was nothing more humiliating than this. He had failed his attempt. He took a whole bottle of pills and a shiny kitchen knife to his wrists. {What have I done?} He thought. It was a consistent thought. He slowly turned his head to the side, and there was Sam and Dean. They just stared at them, he hated it so much. It was unbearable. "Stop...'' he whispered, closing his eyes and letting a single tear slide down his cheek. "Cas.'' Dean's voice was unsteady. "You better have a real good explanation for this. A whole bottle of pills? We found you barely alive, Cas. Your arms are now permanently scarred.'' "Dean...'' Sam said gently. Sam gently looked at Cas. "It's ok, Cas. It's just...why did you not tell us? We would have helped you.'' "I know...I am so so sorry...I just did not want to seem weak...'' "Just so you know, reaching out for help is not weak at all. In fact, it takes a lot of courage to do that.'' Cas nodded. "Ok...thank you, guys...what will happen to me now?'' "Well, they wanna send you to the cuckoo house,'' Dean said rudely. Sam sighed. "It is more respectful to call it a mental hospital or mental institution. Dont be so sensitive, Dean. Anyway, we will not let that happen, Cas. We know that you want to be with us so we will make that happen.'' Cas nodded. "Ok, thank you...'' "Of course, man.''
And it was so. Cas went to stay with Sam and Dean, they kept an eye on him and helped him get better.
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supernatural whumptober 2024
Fanfichey , guyz !! this iz my 1st year srsly participating in whumptober, and I am so exited to share my work wit you !! I started working on these prompts in sept, and I still have some to do, but everything should be published on time!! all of these wi...
