Supernatural imagines

Happy little pill reader x sam

TRIGGER WARNING!!
Y/n pov:
Your life was far from perfect, your family had died before you turned 16, a house fire had gotten them. You being the soul lone survivor. John Winchester had showed up in your life around then. Two teenage sons. Dean and Sam, they had their issues. Sam had left 2 years after you joined the small family. Wanting to go to school. You blamed yourself for not going with him. You loved him, he fell for another girl while away. It's been almost 9 years. John died a while back, saving Dean by making a deal with a demon to keep Dean alive.

"Y/n, wake up!" Dean yelled at you, you cringe at how loud and angry his voice sounded. "MAYBE THIS IS WHY WE ALWAYS ALMOST GET KILLED ON HUNTS! YOU ALWAYS OFF IN LA LA LAND MAKING OUT WITH SAM! MAYBE MY FATHER WOULD BE ALIVE IF WE DIDN'T HAVE YOUR SLOW ASS DRAGGING BEHIND US!" Dean yelled from across the table in the bunker. You shrunk back. "I-I'll just be in my room." You mumble, quickly getting up and leaving. "RUNNING AWAY LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO?!" Dean yelled after you. You quickly grabbed at the handle of your door and turned it. Opening your bare room, hardly anything other than a desk with your laptop on it , a bed and a closet full of clothes and other items. You sat quietly on your bed, trying to reason with yourself. Failing, the voices were louder than ever.
Worthless, pathetic, they could be so much better without you. Your ugly, your fat. Your a no good waste of space. Kill yourself bitch. They don't need you. No one needs you.
Your mind screamed those words over and over. Causing tears to drop down your face. Your chest heaving up and down heavily. You quickly got up and went to your bag in the closet. Grabbing the small pill bottle labeled naproxen. The pills that could take you away. To make all the pain stop. Make all of the bad thoughts go away. Finally something to take you away from here. Screw the promise you made to yourself in high school.
~flashback~
Your parents were screaming at you. Blaming you for their failed marriage and for there unhappiness. All because you refused to see a councillor anymore because they one you had made you feel like your problems weren't relevant. You stayed in your room all night. Contemplating living, going on. Your depression was crippling as the voices that made your life hell were not controlling. You waited until everyone was asleep later that night and snuck downstairs. Grabbing a water and the naproxen. You took about 8 of the small blue pills and went back up to your room. Where everything seemed dizzy as you sat on your bed. Soon enough you feel asleep. Someone was trying to wake you, another person screaming. Your eyes slowly opened to see your mother crying, someone in blue scrubs over you holding a mask to your face. That was one of the first and last times you saw your mother cry. Her face red and tear streaked.
~end of flashback~
You opened the bottle hearing someone get closer to your room. "Y/n? " Sam said through the door. In a quick decision you opened the Bottle and swallowed about 6 pills. The door opened and you threw the bottle into the closet, hoping he didn't see. "Y/n... Are you okay?" You faked a smile and nodded. "Yeah I'm fine Sam." He sighed "Dean seemed pretty worked up when I got here." He said and then you both sighed. Sam sat on your bed, looking you up and down. "Are you sure your fine? You look like you've been crying.... Why's there a pill bottle on the floor?" You gave a small smile and shrugged your shoulders. "I don't know, probably fell out of my bag." You got up, swaying a little and went to go retrieve the pill bottle. When you went to bend and get it you fell, the world spinning too fast. "Y/n?!" Sam yelled as he was at your side with in a couple seconds. "How many did you take?" He asked, grabbing at you and holding you too his side. "I didn't take anything" you mumbled "Bull shit, y/n how many did you take?" He asked again, you sighed and leaned against him. Your vision getting blurry in spots. "Like 6?" You said quietly, but loud enough Sam still heard it. "Bathroom now." He said and you simply nodded and carefully got up off the floor. The world spinning more when you stood up than it was when you were on the ground. "Fuck it." Sam whispered and picked you up bridal style. Carrying you to the bathroom and setting you down on the sink. "Look at my finger and follow it." He said softly. You followed it as he slowly moved it from left to right to up and down. Your hands started to shake. "Good." He mumbled and you began to feel sleepy. He grabbed your hand and looked at you. "Don't ever do this again. Dean and I love you too much to let this happen." Leaning foreword you rested your head on Sam's tummy. Sam's words hardly making sense as your head began to swim, holding no attention to anything. "You won't over does.... Not on my watch." He picked you up again and brought you to the couch in the bunker.

"OH GREAT THE FUCKING LOVELY COUPLE! WHAT'D YOU DO SAM, FUCK HER LIKE THE WHORE SHE IS? YOU SHOULD GO GET CHECKED FOR A STD! WITH ALL THE DUDES SHES FUCKED, SHE'S PROBABLY FULL OF THEM!" Dean yelled as you cringed, holding on loosely to Sam's flannel. "We will talk later you cunt." Sam said as he set you on the couch and got a blanket, laying it on top of you. He went to the kitchen and for a bowl, setting it down infront of you. "The fuck is wrong with her Sam?" Deans voice sounding more concerned than angry now. "She took pills Dean. 6 of them, if you don't mind call your fuck buddy angel and see if he can help her." Sam said bitterly as he sat on the floor next to you. Brushing out the small knots in your hair. "Oh." Dean said in a small voice and with in a few seconds castiel was in the room. "Hello." He said and saw you lying on the couch. "Y/n? Are you okay?" You shook your head. "No." You said in a small voice as a few tears fell down your cheeks. "Let me help." Cas said and you nodded. Letting him crouch down infront of you and put his two fingers on your forehead. "Sleep." He said and within a few seconds you were out.

"Y/N, sweetheart.... Wake up please." Sam whispered and your eyes slowly opened. "Thank god." He said and quickly engulfed you in a hug. "Don't you ever do that again baby." He held you like your life depended on it. "I love you, God I love you please don't leave me. Ever, I'm so sorry I wanna help, please let me help you. I don't want you to die. Please. I love you please don't leave me." Sam whispered in your ear. Soft cries coming from him. "I'm sorry." You whispered and held on to Sam. "You have so much to live for baby girl. Please don't. I need you, Dean needs you hell even Cas needs you. Please.... Please if you feel that bad again get me. Please. I can't loose you. You have so much to live for. " Sam cried and you felt your heart break for the pain you had caused him. "Help me.... Making the voices stop." You whispered. "One step at a time. I love you and I promise I will help you as much as I possibly can." "I love you too... Thank you."