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

Chapter 4

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-1st Person P.O.V.-
Reader's P.O.V.

A sinister laugh rang out, echoing throughout the old, abandoned building. I have to find her! Where could she be?!

The sound of punches and screams had been coming from the same corner of the building. I followed her screams but it seemed to just loop around the building over and over again. Though finally, I found her. Multiple men with jet black eyes standing around her, my mother who was covered in her own blood and sweat. Dad has to be around here somewhere too.

The men with black eyes began inching towards her, a long silver blade in their grasp. (Angel Blade so there's no confusion) All my thoughts could focus on was the cuts and bruises on her.

"Mom!" I shouted as I ran towards her, but I wasn't fast enough. The blade penetrated her in the chest, a groan escaping her cut lips as she looked down at her new wound. She looked up at me as her eyes lost their shine and her face had become pale. Her body went limp, tears streaming down my face as a scream escaped my throat. That scream wasn't me, I didn't have control over it, so why did I scream?

I just wanted to curl up into a ball, but the sound of wings echoed throughout the building as my father came running towards me. Though a man with a trench coat had cut him off, holding the same blade as the men with the black eyes. But then dad blinked and he had black eyes too, the man with the trench coat put his hand on my dads head, a bright light shining across the area, the light coming from his face. He did the same to the others, leaving me trembling. The man began to turn around when...

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)! Wake up!" Castiel's gravelly voice shouted. I opened my eyes, only to see I was curled into a ball, crying. "What is wrong?" He showed concerned on his face, a face I had only see him give Dean.

"Just a bad dream." I mumbled.

   "Oh. Okay." He muttered. "I told Sam and Dean about your side so I was told to watch over you." This time his tone was his normal plain tone. "So what was the dream about?"

  "Bad memories." I don't want to get into detail about it so hopefully he'll leave it at that.

   "So they went on a hunt with out me then?" I tried to keep a conversation by asking questions, avoiding the topic of me and my nightmares.

    "Yes." He replied quickly.

    "Ugh—" I was going to continue but I stopped myself.

     "You know that both Angels and Demons will be after you, right?"

    "Why would demons be after me?" I get why Angels would be after me but not demons.

     "To get at Sam and Dean." Castiel paused, his head at a tilt as he examined my face. "You look tired."

    "Cause someone woke me up."

    "Sorry," he paused, "Maybe you should get some more sleep." He suggested.

    "Yeah, okay." I stretched out on the bed, getting comfortable. I sighed loudly before letting myself drift into a light sleep.

Dean's P.O.V.

"Sammy!" I called out as the spirit of a younger women came hurdling towards me. I knew Sammy couldn't hear me, but he needs to hurry the fuck up with that bone burning. Just as the ghost was going to hit me she burst into flames, screaming. A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I walked out of the house.

Sammy pulled up in my baby, God I love the way the engine sounds. For some reason it reminds me of (Y/N)'s smile, she's been the only person that kept me fighting when Sam had demon blood in him, the only person other than Bobby. I miss him, both me and (Y/N) have been kinda fucked up ever since he died.

When she cried into Castiel's chest, I couldn't bare to see them like that. I've had a crush on her from the day we picked her up on the side of the road. I had to leave the room before I had the chance to say anything.

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Trying to go through and edit, only doing a partial edit though, I have a life too ya know lol