The Past Is Better Left Buried

Prologue

Castiel's pov

Hooking up with strangers wasn't really my thing, but I had to get my mind off of everything that had happened. Getting drunk and laid seemed like the best idea at the time.

She pulled me along, giggling as we ran up the old stairwell to, what I assumed, was her apartment. She pulled a door open marked 'level 5' and we slipped through. She smiled at me seductively, her skin tight, low cut, and very short dress, making my mind go crazy.

Stopping at a door, she pulled out her keys, fumbling a few times before getting them in the lock. She finally got the door open and we entered her apartment; I closed the door behind us. I didn't care if this girl was a complete stranger, it was probably even better this way. No worrying about how she would react in the morning, because by then I would be long gone.

She was already half way out of her dress when I had kicked my shoes off. I pulled off my jacket and she had shimmied completely out of her dress, leaving her bare naked as she hadn't been wearing any underwear.

"Well someone's eager," I grinned and winked at her, sauntering closer to her enticing body. I pulled her close and attacked her lips with lust, eager for the pleasures she had promised. Her soft skin rubbed against my clothes and I ached to have her closer.

"Jump," I ordered, her body immediately obeying. With her legs wrapped around my waist and her arms tangled around my neck, I carried her down the hall.

"First door to the right," she hissed, dragging her nails down my back, sending shivers through my body. I kicked at the door to my right and it swung open into a shadowed bedroom. I pushed the girl down onto her bed and then pulled off my shirt, unzipping my pants and letting them pool at my feet. I pulled off my socks as I stepped out of my pants and then slowly slid my underwear down, watching the girl's face as it joined my pants on the floor. I got on top of her pressing her into the sheets.

"Try not to scream too much," I whispered into her ear. I felt her shiver underneath me.

*****

I woke up, slightly disoriented. Where the heck was I? Memories swam through my head and I groaned and closed my eyes. What was I still doing at this girl's house? I was alone and naked in her bed; I had to leave. I got up and found my underwear and pants. Where was my shirt? Fuck.

"Yes of course," a voice from the other side of the door muttered. "No, he's still sound asleep. Don't worry, he doesn't suspect a thing."

What the hell was she talking about? She had to be talking about me. It seemed like it any way. I had to get the fuck out of here. A window across the room beckoned me and I hurriedly, attempting to be quiet, ran over. The window was wide open, allowing the summer breeze to come in and cool the room just a little. I poked my head out of the window and gasped at the hight. We were five stories up but it seemed like at least ten. I had a slight fear of hights. At least there was a fire escape down the old building. I took a deep breath and swung my legs over and out, hitting the fire escape just as the door to the bedroom opened. I turned and gasped as the girl walked in, anger written on her face and her eyes a pure black. What the fuck?

She ran towards me and I wasted no time in pushing myself completely out of the window. I started running down the fire escape, although from the groaning of the metal against the building it didn't seem like a good idea. But hey, neither did stopping to let the demon you had just fucked catch you and rip your throat out.

I could hear her footsteps clanging behind me and risked a look. She was only a floor above me. I tried to speed up, the demon lady's curses ringing in my ears. I finally hit the ground with my bare feet and continued to run. I heard her feet hit the asphalt as well and knew she was too close for comfort. I ran into a different street, trying to zigzag from road to road, but it seemed she knew this neighbourhood a lot better than me. At one point I thought I heard more footsteps pounding against the pavement and I glanced behind me to find at least five others had joined the demon bitch in pursuit of me. I turned into another alleyway and had to come to a sudden stop when I looked up and realized it was a closed alley. I was screwed. 

I turned to find the group of demons blocking off the alley way, the bitch I had screwed at the head of the group, an evil smirk on her face. Fuck my life. Of all the girls I could've slept with and I picked this girl?