Supernatural Imagines

The Pest << DWxReader

Okay quick note before I start. This one was inspired by one I read. My is completely different mind you. And since they are all angels imagine the wings. Okay enjoy! Anyways, the reader is an angel who gets her feelings badly hurt.

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      Lucifer and Michel were screaming at each other again. They were always in a fight or argument of some sort. When they weren't fighting with each other, they fought with other angels. I just can't take it anymore.

       They were my brothers. I mean. They felt like it. I was human. I died and apparently I was meant to be an angel. The gang of angels; Lucifer, Michel, Raphael, Castiel, Gabriel, And Balthazar took me into their group and taught me basic things. They taught me how to fly and fight mostly. I was an awful fighter, but I could fly wonderfully.

       When those two got into a fight, they usually dragged everybody down with them. I had had absolutely enough of all the gift so I went down to confront them.

       "Guys!!!" Guys!! GUYS!" They all looked at me with disgust and shock. I rarely yelled or even raised my voice a little.

      "Quite fighting! I am so sick of you guys always fighting!" Lucifer looked like a stole his ice cream or changed the channel.

      "You don't get to rule over us Y/N! If we choose to fight, let us!"

       "Yeah!"

      "Agreed!" All the angels stated their agreements with Lucifer.

       "I don't care if you guys want to fight or not! Think how I feel watching and listens to my brothers fight all day long!" Lucifer spoke out again.

        "Brothers? We are not your brothers! You are a mere insect that we allow to follow us around. A maggot! You weren't always an angel don't forget! A hush fell over the group.

        "Whatever! Fight till hell freezes over I don't care!" My words were like venom. I flew away before they could see the tears spill from my eyes.

       I knew we weren't technically siblings, but we went through a lot together. I just thought he cared. I thought they all cared. I thought that even though I was once human that they loved me. I should stop thinking.

       Since I was once human, I kept my body. If I chose to, I could show anyone my wings. If I was badly injured though, my wings would show anyways.

I didn't really remember much from my time as a human, but I remembered heartbreak and depression.

I sat on a cloud. Cliche I know, but the clouds were poofy and fun. A cloud was a good place to cry. And cry, and cry, and cry.

It felt like hours that I had been laying there crying. Sobbing. Weeping for forgotten love.

Then it hit me.

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I jolted awake to the wind slapping my face. I was pressed against a blue box. It as going really fast through the sky.

"GAAAAHHHHGG!" I screamed and clutched on. Suddenly, a man popped out of the door looking at me strangely.

"Who are you?"

"Someone trying not to get swept up in the wind current here! Help me please!!" He grabbed my arm and pulled me into the thing. I looked around in astonishment.

"Wooow."

"Can you. Um. Can you get off of me?" I hadn't noticed I had been pulled on to of him. I starting blushing.