Supernatural One Shots and imagines

You Are Not Alone

For those of you who are going through something right now, remember dark times will pass and you are loved ❤️

You had been doing better. You would still be better if it weren't for mirrors, and skanks that didn't know their place. The brothers hadn't known in the first place but you'd like to think that if they did they'd be proud. Sure you were now lying seemingly alone on the cool tile floor of a motel room simple trying to breathe right, but you were going to be okay.

    You stood shakily, looking into the mirror with disgust. You couldn't see anything good. Maybe if you hadn't hung around with male models then less bitches would beat you down. But you loved them. You grabbed at the areas that had a little extra skin and tugged as if you wished to remove them. Angry years trickled down your face.

"'You disgusting waste of space'" you spat loudly, "'Who'd pick out a whore like you.'" You repeated the words spoken to you with hate lacing your every breath.

"And just what the hell do you think you're doing?" An angry voice filled your ears.

You squeaked and squeezed your eyes shut. It was Sam.
"I thought you and Dean were going out to get beer and pie."

"I stayed behind, what was all that?" You took in a tentative breath.

"Just something a girl said at the bar it's nothing..." He walked closer to you until you could feel his warm breath wash over the nape of your neck. He grabbed around your waste and pulled you close.
"It's not nothing when you say it like that." He kissed the top of your head softly. "You wanna know what I see in this mirror?" You didn't respond, you were to busy being surprised at his sudden affection.
"I see an amazingly talented and independent girl who could kick any bad guys ass on demand. I see an awesome hunter who can make a mean pie, and I don't even like pie. I see a smart, beautiful woman who can and will beat someone's ass if they mess with her loved ones. I see a girl that despite her misfortune and crappy childhood found a home with three dis functional dudes that barely sleep. I see someone who despite her perfection has bee told to change to fit society's standards. I see my best friend, my partner in crime and the love of my life." He turned you around to face him. "But most of all, I see someone who in every way, shape and form deserves only the best. Nothing less."

   You stare up at him with wondering eyes. Without second guessing you grabbed his face between your hands and pressed your lips to his roughly.
"I love you Sam Winchester."