She's Broken (Castiel X Reader{Self-harm})

Chapter 1

   -2nd Person P.O.V.-

(Y/N) stood in the shower, razor twirling in her hand, looking down at the blood that was being washed away by the water. There were several cuts on her shoulders, thighs, and her hips. She found that they were harder to hide when she decided to cut her wrist since Dean had found them, so she told him that she'd 'stopped'. But that had been a lie. (Y/N) had just simply stopped cutting that spot of her body.

  Once the bleeding had become manageable she had gotten out of the shower. She took a moment to stare into the mirror before getting dressed and ready for the hunt (Y/N) and the boys were going on later today. After she was ready she stepped out of the bathroom, instantly being met with bright blue eyes staring at her. (Y/N) jumped back and had let out a small shriek, though she should've been used to him randomly popping up.

  "Damnit Cas! You scared the hell outta me!"

  "Sorry. You were in the shower so I waited for you. Sam needs to speak with you about the case." Castiel stepped out of her way as she walked by to pack up her bag. She hadn't carried much, just some clothes, a knife, and a pistol loaded with salt rounds. Castiel stood in silence, watching her pack. Her cuts had burned with every movement she made, though she had gotten used to it over time.

  "How have you been?" Castiel asked, breaking the silence that had lingered in the air.

  "I've been fine, Cas." She paused and opened her mouth, ready to continue. But she stopped herself from saying a single word and continued shoving clothes into her bag. (Y/N) zipped it up and looked over at Castiel, "They still in their room?" She asked, making sure they hadn't left her and Cas alone.

  "Yes." Castiel replied with a small nod.

  "Alright." She turned and walked out, the sound of footsteps following her out the door. She took a breath before knocking on Sam and Dean's door, it wasn't long until Dean opened the door.

  "Hey, (Y/N), Cas." Dean greeted (Y/N) with a hug. "Sammy's been doin' some research and found a couple of missing persons' reports." Dean explained after (Y/N) and Castiel had stepped inside and shut the door.

"It says here that three people have gone missing in under a week in Florida." Sam stated as he pointed towards the screen.

  "Any ideas as to what it is?" (Y/N) asked calmly as she leaned against the wall.

  "Uh, maybe vamps." Sam paused, leaning towards his laptop, "It says here that there was a body found with a bite mark on his neck and barely any blood in him."

  "Must be thirsty." Dean mumbled.

  "Alright, you guys ready then?" Sam asked as he shut his laptop and shoved it into his bag. Without a word Dean walked out of the room, holding the car keys and his bag. (Y/N) followed him with her bag held tightly in her hands. He opened the trunk, grabbed her bag and tossed it in along with his.

  (Y/N) opened the back door and sat down, Dean waiting for Sam and Castiel. After a few moments passed (Y/N) turned and looked out the back window, seeing Sam and Castiel walking out, still talking to each other. The three talked for only a minute before putting the bags into the trunk and getting inside the car. Dean wore a scowl on his face though that was usual for him. (Y/N) leaned against the door as the car started up, it's engine roaring. 

  Silence filled the car as (Y/N) gazed out the window, a yawn growing in her throat. Dean kept his attention on the road but as she let herself yawn he glanced over towards Sam.

  "Okay, I can't take this silence." He grumbled before turning on some ACDC. (Y/N)'s eyelids started to become heavy, eventually letting them fall. She let herself fall into a light sleep, her mind falling into surprisingly blank state.

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  "Oh c'mon Cas, you can't be serious." Dean's voice met (Y/N)'s ears, knowing that if she opened her eyes or moved the wrong way they'd stop talking. And being the nosey person she is, (Y/N) pretended to stay asleep. But that was when she realized that she was now on Castiel's shoulder.

  "It's true. It's causing chaos in heaven, apparently she's supposed to be dead for killing Angels." Castiel's husky voice rang out.

  "So what happened to her Cas?" Sam asked.

  "The angel that was sent to kill her showed her mercy. He only took her grace and sent her to a foster family. Now heaven has found out and plans on killing her." (Y/N) could feel his movement as he gazed down at her.

  "Well they're not getting her while she's with us." Dean spoke in an irritated tone.

 

*~*~*~A/N~*~*~*

I know it's short but you're going to have to deal with it, sorry. I'll try and update soon.

  If you're confused as to what is going on basically I'll explain. So you were an angel with powerful grace, but you killed some Angels that were torturing a human for answers and you thought it was wrong and tried to stop them but it didn't work and they tried to kill you but you got to them first. Then the angel that was sentenced to kill you only stole your grace and set you into a foster home in a 5 year old body. Of course he had to move around your memory and hide it behind a wall in your mind, kind of like how death blocked Sam from remembering hell. But you never scratched the wall.

Thanks for reading. 💩