Supernatural Imagines

How To Save A Life samxreader AU

The first thing you do when you get home is go into l your bedroom and shut the door. You pull out your laptop and log onto your private highschool gossip page, you were expecting this. It was being blown up with tweets about the rumor that Lindesy Reed had been telling everybody. She told everybody that you slept around and listed names of a bunch of made up his, but everyone believed her. You didn't know why everyone just automatically believed her, you've always been a straight A student and had no behavior problems ever in school. The only person who believed you was your best friend Sam Winchester.
Lindsey started bullying you your sophomore year. At first you didn't care but it had escalated your junior year. This time she started spreading rumors, this left you friendless and depressed. That's when Sam came along. He stood up for you and let you sit with him at lunch, eventually the two of you grew close. Becoming friends with you made him lose all of his popularity fast. He used to hang out with a big group of the populars. It wasn't surprising. Sam was extremely tall, had amazing brown hair with bangs that fell onto his face, and his eyes would change from one gorgeous color to the next. His personality topped it all off. He was someone who you could go crazy with and laugh your heads off and someone who you could talk to for hours or sit and cry while he held you close.
One thing you trusted Sam with was your secrets. One being that in school you acted like Lindsey didn't even faze you, you'd smile and laugh with Sam, but you'd get home and cry your eyes out after cleaning the fresh cuts on your wrist. One day Sam had asked you if you were suicidal, you told him you weren't at the moment but you couldn't predict the future. He made you promise that if you decided to end your life you'd at least give him a head start by texting him the words "I'll be in your dreams tonight" which was a quote from a movie you and him both loved so he'd have a head start.
You read through some of the comments on the school page. This time Lindsey had gone too far. The things people were saying about you...You couldn't handle it. You slammed your laptop shut and ran into the bathroom connected to your room.the tears start streaming down your face, you can't take it anymore. So you search through your drawers and find your blade. You sit in the bath tub and cry for a few minutes. You cry until you feel numb inside then you take the blade and put it against your wrist. Right before you slid it across you remembered Sam. You reach down into your back pocket and search for Sam's contact. You click on the message box and type,
I'll be in your dreams tonight. Love you Sam. Never forget me-
(Y/N)
Sam's Point Of View:
Sam was sitting at home eating dinner with his brother since his father was off at work when he got the text. They were joking around about different sports games they were looking forward to and who they thought would win. His phone buzzed on the couch. He grabbed his sandwich and walked to the couch to pick up his phone. When he turned on the lockscreen he was happy to see your contact photo of you smiling and bella it saying he had a new message from you. He clicked a slid it to unlock his phone.
I'll be in your dreams tonight. Love you Sam. Never forget me-
(Y/N)
Sam dropped his sandwich. "DEAN!" Sam yelled. Dean rushed over, "I need your keys now!", Dean had never seen his brother so horrified, he figured if it was urgent he'd have no time for questions. Dean immediately handed Sam the keys to his car and Sam flew out the door. He didn't care about buckling, all he cared about was saving his best friend.
Back To You:
You saw Sam had read the text and immediately regretted sending it. So you figured now or never. You put the tip of the blade to your wrist and push, slowly dragging it across your wrist. You feel the pain, but it was the pain you have grown addicted to feeling. You add a few more.
All of a sudden you hear the sound of footsteps running up the stairs and running into your room,
"(Y/N)!" He yells. You hear the doorknob jiggle a little bit but when Sam realizes it's locked and the lights are on he violently shakes the door. "(Y/N)?" He asks sister, probably terrified that he was too late. You try to choke back your sobs but one escapes before you can help it. You hear Sam breath out a sigh of relief and you hear this body slump against the door. You figure he already knows your in there so you start crying again. The blood is trickling down your arm now but you still add a few more cuts.
"Why?" Sam asks
"I'm sure you..." You choke back a sob, "I'm sure you saw what people were saying about me."
"No, I don't keep track with that crap," it still amazes you that even in a time like this he can make you smile. "You know I love you right?" He says. You remain quiet, "(Y/N) do you love me too?",
"I love you too Sam"
"Then please don't leave me." His voice cracks and you hear him start to sob. You set the blade down and attempt to get out of the bathtub. You are a little lightheaded from all the blood you lost but you manage to stumble over to the bathroom door. You unlock it to find Sam sitting with tears streaming down his eyes. He looks at your wrists and you fall down into his arms. He catches you and holds you tight into his chest. You watch as he dials 911 and gives them enough time to track the number then he hangs up.
"What...what am I going to do?" You ask pulling away so you can look him in his eyes. Today they were a beautiful blue.
"Your going to hold on. Never give up. And always keep fighting" he says. He has his hand wrapped around your wrist to stop the bleeding and you just stay curled up around him and he holds you tight.
A few minutes later the AMT's shows up and starts loading you into the ambulance. You get to the hospital and the nurse comes and stitches you up. Sam never lets go of your hand.