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

Chapter 15

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

  It didn't take long for me to arrive at the bar. I had asked some of the locals who knew the victims. They told me about a man who was close to one of the victims and where to find him, a small cottage just on the outskirts of town.

  I wonder what Cas is doing right now.

I turned into the driveway of the house that had the address one of the victim's friend handed to me. The cottage wasn't necessarily small, maybe a two bedroom kinda cottage. It looks kinda cozy form the outside.

I stepped up to the house and knocked on the door with confidence.

No answer. So I knocked again.

Still no answer. Maybe the door's unlocked. I reached down to the cold doorknob, turned it, and pushed it forward. It opened with ease.

What if the demons had come to shut him up? I wondered aimlessly around the cozy cottage. That is, until I stepped into the first bedroom. A strong arm wrapped around my stomach as another held a rag to my face. I started kicking and squirming in anyway I could but it was no use. I felt consciousness slipping from me.

  The man must've put chloroform on the rag!

  Once the thought came to mind the man held the rag tighter to my skin. The world fell black to my gaze.

Castiel's P.O.V.

  "Did she say where she went?" Sam asked.

"No, the demons are going to be after her, she's vulnerable if she's alone." I replied, my fingers continuously tapping on my knee.

  Nervousness. Worry.

  Only a few words to sum up the emotions coursing through me. What if the demons caught her and she was killed? Or held captive? Tortured?

  I don't want that to happen to her.

Reader's P.O.V.

  Black. That's all I can see.

  A bandana covered my view, but I could hear the footsteps of several men, most likely demons. I lifted my head from my chest slowly, cautious with my movement.

  "I think she's awake." A deep, calm voice met my ears.

  "I'll go get'em then." A more feminine voice spoke softly. A pair of loud footsteps, boots I would guess, made there way out of the room.

  The bandana was ripped from my eyes, roughly dragged down to dangle around my neck. I tried to lift my arms but I couldn't, they were tightly tied down with rope, same with my legs.

  The first thing that catches my eye, a white male with jet black eyes and shaggy brown hair. A wide smirk rose onto his face as his eyes met mine. He proceeded to blink away the emptiness in his eyes, a new pair of bright green ones then greeting me.

  The bright blue wallpaper is old, it's sliding off the walls. Cracks dance across the ceiling, dust scattered on the floor. Three demons stood around me, all of them dressed in black from head to toe.

  The one that had taken the bandana off had stepped back, leaning against the wall next to the white plastered door frame.

  The other two were also male, one with auburn hair and the other with dark black. The man with auburn hair seemed to have little interest in me, he kept twirling a knife in his hand.

  The other just kept glaring at me with brown eyes. He leaned back onto the wall and crossed his arms. This demon's vessel is clearly muscularly built, his muscles are obvious when he crossed his arms.

  "Yes, she's awake. Do you think she remembers?" Voices seep through the open doorway, allowing me to eavesdrop.

  "She claimed not to, but I think she does." A deeper voice spoke with a familiar tone. A short female with blond hair and dark roots stepped into the room, dressed the same as the others. Black from head to toe.

  A man followed her into the room, a little taller than the woman. He had short brown hair that came to a point as it met his hair-line. A leather jacket, maroon shirt, and dark jeans.

  Dean.

  My eyes widened with realization.

  "Dean? What happened?" I questioned, my voice shaking. He didn't reply, only a simple smirk.

  Though after his eyes filled with empty darkness it all clicked.

  "Hey, sweetheart."

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

  IM SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE

  There's no excuse for it but I'm really really really sorry.

  Question: If you could stay a night at a nice cabin in Northern Georgia, from the Supernatural cast, who would you stay with and why?

Thanks for reading and sorry again!💩