Huntress (SPN Fanfic)

Special Chapter!

A/N So I decided to write a special short chapter for you guys. There is a trigger warning. Actually this is a deleted chapter that I would've posted but didn't because of how triggering it is. Read on if you want. If it gets too triggering then comment and tell me. Thanks.
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Scarrletts POV
I feel so alone. The boys won't let me go on the hunt they went on so I'm stuck at this shitty motel. Cas isn't speaking with me because he's helping the boys. I look at all the scars on my arms and legs, even the one on my neck. I could've died so many times. I felt a strange presence and turned around grabbed my knife.
"Aw. Wittle Scawett is all awone. Poor little slut." The stranger sneered.
"Who are you? Answer me before I cut you limb from limb." I snapped.
"Non of your business. Dick says hi." The stranger replied, hitting me hard. I started to fight back but the next thing I knew I was tied up in a dark place.
"This is so cliche. You could've done better." I yelled. The man walked up to me with a knife and cut my cheek. (When you see the bold letters play the song please.) He cut my forearm long and deep, causing me to cry out. I felt blood running down my cheek and arm. (when you see the bold letters again you can stop the song.) I smiled at the pain and the blood. He stabbed me in the leg, but not deep. I remember being glad. I don't know why though. I remember the man stabbing and cutting me and I remember feeling the stinging pain and I smiled. I deserved this pain. I caused Dean pain. I caused Sam pain. I caused Castiel pain. It was my fault Bobby died. Everything that has gone wrong was my fault and I deserved the pain. I wanted to die. I remember bleeding out and seeing Sam, Dean, and Cas appear and rescue me. I remember Sam telling me that I was going to be okay. I remember telling them all that they should let me die because all I was doing was hurting them. I may have been dying but it was taking a long time. When I woke up again I told them everything that I was feeling and thinking and they listened to me. They understood me. They didn't criticize me. At that moment I swear we were infinite. But then one day, everything changed.

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A/N hope you enjoyed this. Please tell me if it was too triggering and everything. Also please go read the other stories my co-owner and I wrote. Thanks.