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-1st Person P.O.V-
Sam's P.O.V.
"A year." She replied, her words sent both anger and sadness to crawl up and down my spine. "Just, please Sammy, don't make a big deal out of it, what's done is done."
"Not make a big deal? You sold your soul for him! How is he supposed to take that?" I sighed, full of annoyance. Dean left and now I'm going to lose (Y/N).
Castiel's P.O.V.
(5 minutes ago)
"Cas, can we uh, can me and (Y/N) talk privately?" Sam questioned me.
"Yeah, I'll be in the kitchen." I merely stated, taking heavy steps to towards the kitchen.
"How is—" I faintly heard Sam's voice, "He died, (Y—" I couldn't really make out much of his words but I knew they were talking about me. I inched closer to the room, eavesdropping on their conversation.
"I guess spending some time with the Winchesters makes you act like one." I heard (Y/N)'s voice loud and clear, it sent shivers down my spine.
"You made a deal didn't you?" Sam raised his voice slightly.
She made a deal.
She sold her soul.
The words repeated in my mind like a symphony.
"Monkey see monkey do." She retorted. My knees began to shake from her response.
She sold her soul.
"Dammit, (Y/N). We left you alone for ten minutes, ten god damn minutes and you do that." He paused, "How long?"
How long?
I couldn't hear if she replied or not, I figured she didn't reply by Sam's repeated question.
"How long?" He repeated.
I could hear (Y/N)'s small whisper but I couldn't exactly hear her words. Oh god, how soon?
"Sorry?" Sam questioned her, prying the answer out of her, cornering her.
"A year." She spoke up, crushing me with two simple words. I could feel a pain in my chest, sharp and strong. "Same as Dean."
I took a deep breath, trying to keep tears from falling.
"Just, please Sammy, don't make a big deal out of it, what's done is done." (Y/N)'s voice met my ears, sending a wave of sadness to wash over me.
After a year I won't be able to hear her soft voice again.
"Not make a big deal? You sold you soul for him! How is he supposed to take that?" Sam's loud sigh rang out. I took a deep breath, should I reveal myself?
*~*~*~A/N~*~*~*
HEEEEYYYYOOO!
I know, 12.5. Since it's short it's a half chapter showing Castiel's point of view.
I'll try and post more over summer break, no promises though!!
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She's Broken (Castiel X Reader{Self-harm})
FanfictionYou were found on the side of the road at the age of 18 by two men named Sam and Dean. You've spent years hunting with the two before meeting Castiel, he had always been curious and protective over you but you never found out why. And when you go on...
