Broken heart

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You. It has to be you. Out of the milion of womens in the world he had to choose you. One innominate angel, well archangel to be specific, found an affection in you. At first it was fine. Just some flowers or candy. You even tolerated Sam and Dean's teasing. But now it's just annoying. Listening to how beautiful or funny you are a whole day. Presence of the Winchesters was giving you strenght to not pucnch the archangel. And the worst was when you were moving out of Bobby's house.

''Dean I need some help here!'' you yelled from your room with full boxes with your crap in your hands. ''I got it'' you rolled your eyes at the archangel's voice. ''Thanks'' you sighed. Slow steps you followed him downstairs to a kitchen where another 8 boxer were placed on a ground. 

''Are you sure you want to move out?'' Sam asked. ''Yeah I am sure'' you smiled. Dean came in and you poked his arm. ''Come on Deaan give me the book with an angel runes'' you begged as he shook his head.

''No way. Something happens to you and Cas won't be able to save you.'' Dean stated. ''Just between us you have your Romeo by your side  24/7'' he added teasing you. ''Shut up Dean. You're gonna visit me in a asylum then.'' 

''Why?'' Sam giggled.

''Becasue more time I spend with him, and I go insane'' you almost yelled.

''Oh come on. You love him Juliet.'' Dean said. ''Quit calling me Juliet you moron. And you golden feathered angel get your ass here!' you shouted. Gabriel came from upstairs with last boxes and placed them on a ground. ''You can go ahead.'' he nodded and disappeared with the boxes to your apartment.

You turned around at the three men, tears in your eyes. ''I'm gonna miss you so much.'' you said and hugged Dean. ''If you'll be passing by bring me some pie'' you kissed his cheek. 

''Of course'' he smiled and wiped his tears. Then you turned to Sam who had to kneel so you can hug him. ''Watch over Dean. I love you Sammy'' he kissed your cheek as you pulled away. Bobby gave you big hug right away. ''Be careful kid'' he patted you back. ''I will. And thank you for everything Bobby'' you smiled and stepped to Gabriel who appeared. ''Bye I love you'' the waved at you and you appeared in your new apartment. 

''So what can I help you with?'' Gabriel smiled. ''It's ok. I'll do it.'' you sighed. 

''Come on honey I can he-''

''I said I'll do it Gabriel!'' you raised your voice at him. Without another word he disappeared. You sighed deeply as tears slid down your face. But not because of Gabriel, because of guys. Without them it's so quiet in here. You closed your eyes and smiled for yourself. ''Lets get to work''

*2 months later*

After a hard work you decided for hot shower. You stepped into a shower and let hot water help your muscles calm down. After few minutes you stepped out and wanted to grab a towel. But it wasn't where you put it. 'I probably forgot it in the bedroom' you thought. You calmly walked out of the bathroom heading to your bed where the forgotten towel laid. But you felt someone's presence so you slowly turned around. There stood Gabriel, his mouth wide open and his eyes glancing from your boobs to your eyes. ''Well that's awkward'' he spoke and you quickly grabbed the towel covering yourself. 

''Gabriel what did I tell you about knocking!'' you yelled at him. ''I thoug-''

''Get the fuck out!'' you pointed at your door. He quicly turned around and walked away. ''I am gonna kill him I swear.'' you mumbled as you put on your pyjamas.

Now sitting on your bed fully dressed, running your hand over your face you decided to go to sleep. You switched the lights off and closed your eyes. When you were almost asleep you heard knock on the door. ''What!'' you snapped. ''Can I come in?'' Gabriel opened  a little bit. ''No get out I am sleeping'' you hissed. For a moment it was quiet then he whispered 'Sorry' and closed your doors.

*in the morning*

You sat on a couch reading some magazine when you got an idea to make waffles. You entered you little kitchen and prepared the dough and began to cook. You heard rustling behind you and as you glanced what it was you saw Gabriel with a guitar in his hands. 'Gret now he's gonna sing' you thought. ''What do you want Gabriel'' you rolled your eyes. He didn't answered but singed instead. 

'Hey, hey, good lookin',

Whatcha got cookin'?

How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?' he sang and you gripped your spoon tightly.

'Hey, sweet baby,

Don't you think maybe

We could find us a brand new recipe?'  now you lost it and threw the spoon into a sink.

''ENOUGH! I am sick of you. The whole 'I like you, you are beautiful' and the other crap I am sick of it! Why do you keep staying with me huh? Noone asked you to be here. Noone wants you in here! Just playing on my nerves! You can't just bring me one fucking flower and go away. No you have to bother me all day long. And yesterday?! Instead of looking away you kept looking at my boobs you pervert! I hate you ok! I do not love you! No get your ass out of here or I swear you won't like what you'll see'' he stared into your (y/e/c) eyes with tears in his own as he placed the guitar aside. He didn't say anything just stood there single tear slid down his cheek. With a blink of an eye he was gone. 

You sat on a ground and started crying. You don't know why but seeing him crying made you cry too. You hate him for God's sake. But what if Dean was right? 

It's been 3 weeks since you yelled at Gabriel. And since then you've felt like a crap. You can't deny no more that you miss him. Your living room that used to be full of flowers was now full of flowers, but dead ones. The sweet scent of sweets was gone. Past 3 days you sat on Gabriel's place on a couch. Many times you prayed to him. Begging him to come back but he never did. 

You were reconciled that he hates you and never wants to see you again. But you kept praying. 

'One last time' you kneeled next to your couch and put hands together.

''Gabriel? I don't know if you hear me but... I am sorry. I am sorry that I hurt you. I am a terrible human being. I've always had you for... another stupid angel. But you are not. You are more important than I thought. Please... come back'' hot tears running down your cheeks were like rivers.

You looked around the room but noone was there.

And noone ever came.

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