Supernatural Imagines (Requests Accepted)

Family Fights (Dean X Requested 12)

I walked home from school, glad that I finally had finished the school day. I cannot stand being in school and I don't understand why my father would not let me hunt with him again. I was watching him, following in his footsteps and doing exactly what he wanted me to do.

I walked up to the Bunker door, my heart pounded in my chest as I saw the Impala sitting out in front of the house. I knew this was not going to be good, I knew my father would want to yell at me. Lord knows he did not say enough the last time, but then again he had Cas take me home. The hunt was yesterday and I was sent home early, whilst Dean was still hunting.

I quietly opened the door and peered around; my father was nowhere to be in sight. Thank god. I walked down the long corridor to my room to work on my homework. It was then that I had heard my father's voice boom down the hallway. I stopped in my tracks and my stomach jumped into my throat. I turned around to see my father standing there looking at me with a death glare. I felt myself shrink down to be the size of an ant at this point.

"Jordan, you do understand that you could've gotten yourself killed," Dean stated in a calm voice. I nodded sheepishly, I tried to avoid this at all costs. I am not a fighter and lord knows that this would end badly.

"This is why I am not allowing you to ever hunt with your uncles and I ever again," he added.

"But dad, that is unfair. You never let me have any sort of chance. How many times have you fucked up? How many? How many times did grandpa ever call you a failure for making a mistake?" I sneered.

"Don't you ever talk about your grandfather and don't you ever dare talk to me that way."

"Why? Because you know it is the truth?"

"Jordan Mary Winchester, knock it off."

"Dad. This is unfair! You and uncle Sam have probably made a ton of mistakes. Not even mentioning uncle Cas."

"It is not unfair, I just don't want you to end up killing yourself. Or anyone else because of your sheer stupidity."

"Sheer stupidity? Dad, I friggen watched you all my life. I looked up to you, and I did everything that you wanted me to. If it was stupid, you would have directed me to do something stupid." I yelled in the direction of my room. I felt my dad grab my arm, in attempts to stop me, he was unsuccessful.

"Jordan wait I didn't mean i-" he said before I cut him off.

"I don't care dad, you said it." I spat before running off to my room. I slammed the door behind me and I heard my dad knocking. I locked the door, then throwing my bag onto the ground beside my bed.

"Can you please open up," he said sounding pained.

"No, you can leave me alone now." I said plopping down onto the bed. Then I heard the knocking stop and footsteps draw away from the door. I was a tad bit scared because of the fact that I did not know if he was going to pick the lock and still come in. I know he has done that before, needless to say I was not a happy camper when he did.

I heard the Bunker door open again, so I got off of the bed to see if they were gone. I grabbed my bag before I stealthily walked down the halls, just making sure that no one was home. And my suspicions were right, no one was home, so I could walk down the hall in a not so panicked manor. I let out a loud sigh as I made sure that my bag was zipped shut. I closed my eyes for a second, I knew that Dean would be worried, along with the rest of my family. But I just needed to run away, if I was so stupid, they don't need me here, I could get someone killed. I could not live with myself if someone died on my watch because of my moves. Everyone knows that I get my self pity or self loathing from my father and that is undeniable.