The Girl Behind The Garden

Chapter 27: Sleepover

Eden's p.o.v

   As my hand stung a little, I wondered if I had hit Dean too hard. Eh, better make sure. I swung at him again, landing with a worrying crunch. I flexed my gloved hand, knowing it was probably bruised.

"I'll ask one more time," I yelled, "YOU CHEATED ON MY BROTHER?!?"

"Eden, baby," Sam tried to ease, "Calm down."

"No," I snarled, "Dean hurt him."

   Castiel stood in the corner, his worried gaze trained on dean. He didn't do anything to stop it though, but he looked like he wanted to. He stood with sad eyes, a deep frown showing.

"Eden, please," Dean pleaded, "I don't even remember it. I told you, I was roofied."

"Is that supposed to make it better?" I growled.

"No?" Dean said uncertainly, backing away.

   There was blood on his cheek, which was now swollen. I looked to Castiel, who looked sad. I walked over to him, reaching up to his face.

"Are you okay with this?" I questioned gently.

"Of course not," He answered lowly, causing Dean's face to contort into one of regret, "But he was roofied, in a way, so he couldn't help it."

"Dean," I warned, causing him to widen his eyes in fear, "You better be glad my brother is so forgiving."

   Dean nodded, getting up and wiping his mouth. I walked up to him, getting inches away from his face. I glared up at him, causing him to gulp.

"Let this be a lesson," I whispered, "This is what you get when you didn't know what you were doing. Don't make me show you what happens when you hurt him knowingly."

"Yes ma'am," Dean replied, looking to Cass with sadness and regret.

   I considered Dean's eyes, furrowing my eyebrows. There was something there. Something that he wasn't letting on. As much as he had angered me, something was wrong and I didn't like it. Not to mention that I had let out a little anger.

"Alright, let's get you cleaned up," I prompted, beckoning him as I walked to the bathroom.

   He followed nervously, sitting down on the toilet seat cover when I motioned him to. I dug through the cabinet, pulling out the cleaning kit. I walked over to him, frowning when he flinched.

"Dean," I eased softly, "I know I hurt you, but you hurt my brother. I would never do anything to hurt you really bad, not willingly anyways."

"I don't know Eden," He chuckled, "I feel pretty hurt."

"Oh, don't be a baby," I mocked jokingly, "It's barely a scratch."

   I started cleaning his injuries gently, making sure not to hurt him any worse than I had. He laughed, causing me to mess up slightly. I smiled, glad that I had been forgiven.

"Dude, I was literally flying across the room," He laughed.

"Please," I scoffed, "You slid. Maybe two feet, max."

"It still hurt okay," He fought.

"I would say I'm sorry," I started, then giving him a smirk, "But I'm not."

"I know," He sighed, "I really am sorry about Cass though, and I know you wouldn't hurt me where it counts."

"Good," I laughed, then looking at him seriously, "I've always got your back."