Supernatural short stories

The Silent Treatment

Skylar's P.O.V
The daggers of silence last longer than anything ever spoken. It's been weeks since Castiel has spoken to me. I guess I deserved it after killing one of his Angel friends. But he was trying to kill both Dean and I.

The last thing Cas said to me was "Don't ever ask me to help you with anything, never again. You're dead to me".

It's strange how a sentence can feel like a blow to the head. After that fight, I haven't heard anything come out of his mouth, at least, not to me.

I watched Castiel from where I sat, him and Dean were bickering on about something as they were watching the television.

"Skylar. Are you okay?" I heard Sam's voice snapping me out of my own thoughts. I looked up at him as he sat down across from me. I sighed, looked over at Castiel and then back at Sam.

"No, Sam. I'm not okay. He hasn't spoken to me in weeks, WEEKS!" I telepathically spoke to him as his face seemed somewhat apologetic for even asking me.

"Maybe you should try talking to him?" he suggested and I rolled my eyes.

"And say what Sam? 'I'm sorry for murdering one of your brothers' because I'm sure that won't end well" I used sarcasm as I spoke to him through thought. I knew he just wanted to help me, but this was my problem and I had to deal with it on my own.

"Hey Sky, get over here. I need you to tell Cas why the titanic is a chick flick" Dean calls out to me but I don't respond. Instead, I keep my eyes on Sam, pleading him to help me.

"Sky!" Dean calls out again, not getting the message.

"I'm going to leave for a while. Don't come looking for me" I say to Sam, giving him the "I'm serious, don't do it" look before I vanished outside to my car, my impala.

Being stuck on earth grew on me, I began to like being behind the wheel, eating and drinking alcohol were the next best thing. But sex, oh I couldn't forget about sex.

I never understood why the humans loved it so much until I tried it, it's like an addiction that you just can't escape from. Maybe that's what I'll do on my holiday away from being ignored by Castiel.

If the boys really needed me for something, they could just call and i'd be there in a flash. Of course they knew that, but I knew they were going to try and look for me anyway.

Dean's P.O.V
"What the hell?" I said, confusion was all I felt, she just vanished for no reason.

"Was it something I said?" I asked, looking at Sam as he shrugged, then I peered over at Castiel sitting beside me. He seemed unaffected by the situation. What was up with him, he's been acting different ever since our fight with his Angel friend. I guess he was just grieving, but I had to focus on Skylar right now.

Before she left, I noticed that she had said something to Sam. So of course I was going to pry it out of him.

"Hey Sammy, what did she say to you before she vanished?" I asked casually as he sighed.

"She said she was going to go out for a while and to not go looking for her" he admits and I felt quite surprised that he was honest with me. Sam and I both looked at each other and we knew exactly what we were going to do.

"Let's go" Sam says and I nodded in agreement as we both grabbed our wallets, jackets, and anything else we thought we'd need.

Sam's P.O.V
"Where are you two going?" Castiel asked us as he stood up from the couch. Dean and I glanced at each other before looking at Cas.

"We're going to go find Skylar" Dean spoke up.

"Do you want to come along with us?" I asked him, knowing that Skylar probably didn't want to see him. But hopefully, if he chose to come with us, they could actually talk about their problems.