My Other Half

8. Mom?

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~Amy

"Could you really love two different people at once? Could you split your heart in half?"

― Cassandra Clare

For a whole week I hung out with Lucifer and we had a great time together. The fact that he was Satan and wanted Dean and Sam's head on sticks did tick me off a bit. I had this urge to be with Dean, but I wanted to be with Lucifer too. God, that sounds so stupid. I want to hang out with Lucifer. Great idea Arabella.

After that week I finally got the guts to ask Lucifer to take me back to Dean. (Obviously with the exception that he wouldn't try to murder Dean or Sam or anyone for that matter.) And that takes me to where I am right now. In a car ,with Lucifer driving. We arrived at Bobby's house and knocked on the door.

Bobby opened the door and looked at me suspiciously before letting me and Lucifer in. "Dean's been acting like shit." Bobby said casually whilst walking to a chair and sitting down.

"I don't know why he even feels like shit when he can just find some other girl. He can fool with her, but not me." I replied firmly.

"Then why are you here?" Bobby asked me.

"I..." I trailed off looking down at the ground.

"That's what I thought." Bobby replied gruffly. "And by the way you know that Dean may sleep with a lot of girls, but when he settles down with someone, he's loyal to them."

I felt a flash of anger inside of me and this weird sensation surpass me. "Good God." Bobby said stepping back.

"If Dean was so loyal then why was he being so touchy touchy with that girl?" I growled. Lucifer took my hand and I got angrier. Why am I getting so angry?

Bobby tried stepping towards me, but I faced my palm towards him. "Your eyes." He said before he got slammed against the wall.

Confused I looked for a mirror and looked in it with Lucifer still holding on to me. My eyes were a glowing red. ".... What the...?!" I recoiled. "What's wrong with my eyes?" I cried out. Lucifer spun me around and smiled at me. "So it is you. I knew it." He said smirking.

I pushed away from him and ran outside to where Dean's Impala was coming directly at me. Before Dean saw me he crashed into me. I fell to the ground in pain. Dean opened the door and ran out. "Arabella?" He asked crouching down next to me, and placing a hand around my waist, helping me up. i felt a calm sweep over me, replacing the anger and rage, and I smiled slightly.

"What the hell is wrong with your eyes?" He asked.

"I know they're red." I said flinching at the slight pain in my stomach.

"No they aren't. They're glowing green, not your usual emerald green." He said.

Okay what the hell is happening? And I am extremely flattered that Dean knows the exact shade of my eyes.

"Castiel?" Dean called out. "Castiel?" I asked confused.

All of a sudden a man with black disheveled hair and bright blue eyes, in a trench coat, appeared and took me from Dean's arms and pushed me against the wall.