I was possessed by him, but I chose to love him Crowley X reader

Chapter 1

My friend laid on the ground his blood seeping from his pale body soaking the Earth below. "No. No no no no no! You can't die on me! Not now, the ambulance will be here soon you can hold on till then I know you can. Please!" I buried my head in his chest my tears soaking his shirt. "Please I love you." His fingers tangled in my hair.

"I-I love you too..." His voice was shaky and his breathing was shallow, his heartbeat slowed to a halt.

"No. No!" I shouted, tears blurring my vision, "Come on. Please don't do this to me." I slapped him a couple times. "Wake up! Wake up wake up wake up!" I slumped back down my head buried in his chest once again,his blood soaked through his shirt staining my cheek. I sob but other than that it was everything was quiet not a single sound. Then the ambulance sirens were heard in the distance.

"You almost made it. Almost." I mumbled.

"So who exactly killed your friend (Y/N)?" My doctor asked me ready to write down my answer.

"If I tell you you won't believe me. Nobody ever does, that's why I was sent here because they all think I'm crazy and you do too." I said looking out the window out into court yard.

"Well, I'm not them. I'm someone else now tell me, who killed your friend?" He asked again slowly a little more aggressively.

I laughed sadistically. "Who? Oh no, no no no. It's not a who but a what tell me doctor, do you believe?" I paused,

"Believe? Believe in what (Y/N)?"

"Do you believe in supernatural?" I finished.

"What kind of supernatural being are we talking about?" He wrote something down.

"Vampires, werewolves, shapeshifter, ghosts, demons, the lists. It goes on and on doc." I turned and looked him directly in the eyes. "Or should I call you Sam Mr. Winchester?" I smiled evilly and raised my eyebrows.

The door flew open. "There's Something about her Sammie and I don't like it."

"Ahh." I smiled. "Dean, so nice of you to join the party, although, I thought you would be the first to arrive."

"Look at those beady little eyes! Dude are we sure she ,one, isn't the one who killed what's his name, or two, how do we know she's not a demon?"

I cackled, "Neither Actually, I was visited by a man. He claimed to be my doctor, before he left he told me about two men one with longer hair one with shorter, one taller than the other. He described you boys down to your smallest features, and well we all know what he was talking about right?" I chuckled low.

"Woah on no you did not-."

"Dean, shut up. It's obvious she's just trying to psych us out. Plus how would she know?"

"I'm just." He sighed. "I'm just going to try one small thing." He closed the door and cracked his knuckles.

"Oh goodie, wait let me take a guess at what you're going to say. Hmmm." I thought and stood up. "Christo." I sighed with pizazz and Jazz hands. Waiting for something to happen. "Oh nothing happened." I pouted. "I'm not supernatural I'm just like you boys well Sam you have a slight bit of demon blood in you."

Sam sat there wide eyes. "Ohhh hit a soft spot there didn't I? Ouch?" I sang. Dean ran at me pushing me against the wall. "I wouldn't do that if I was you." I tutted.

"Sammie, we have a slight problem." Dean let go of my patient scrubs.

"What do you mean?" Sam stood up and stood by Dean.