Mikayla...Winchester??

Part One ~Lighten Up Sammy!

A/N I thought it should be important to mention that the person who mentally abuses Mikayla is not John Winchester, but that will be explained don't worry, also this story starts off with Mikayla being 13, I'll tell you guys when it's changed to her being 15

Mikayla's POV

I woke up on Friday morning, I did my usual morning routine; sat in bed for half an hour contemplating wether or not to go back to sleep because it was a good sleep, eventually waking up properly and going for a shower, and then going into bed for another half hour.
I was sitting in bed on my phone, when I remember today, I'm going to stay with my brothers for the weekend, every weekend I get to stay with them, it's the only thing that gets me through the week, knowing that by the end of it, I'll get to see them, it was now 6am (I woke up early I know) and my whole routine was done and school didn't start for a few hours, so I went downstairs to watch tv, thankfully my foster dad was asleep so I didn't have to worry about him being mad at me for coming home late last night.

After watching an episode of friends I decided to just go get ready for school, I went up to my room, sat on the floor in front of my mirror that wasn't hanging in the wall it was just leaning against it, I grabbed my phone from beside me and put on a stop watch to see how long it takes me to get ready, I started applying eyeliner, for once my eyes actually matched, then some mascara, a little bit of concealer for a rash on my face (not the best idea I know it will probably just make it worse) I surprisingly have pretty clear skin, you would expect someone my age to at least have some acne but for some reason I don't, i then put pink lipstick on and then realised I didn't like it so I wiped it off and put red lipstick on, i think I'll just leave my make up like this, I stood up and went to my drawers, I picked out my clothes, blackc leggings, maroon converse, a maroon t shirt that said "oh, honeyyy" my amulet that uncle bobby gave me, he also gave one to Sam a long time ago to give to dean, he said they were the only two in existence, I then put 2 Dutch braids in my hair and put on a red bandana, I have every colour of bandana's except Yellow and Orange.
I checked my phone and it took me 33 minutes and 12 seconds to do all that.

I walked downstairs and started making breakfast for dad and I, I made bacon, eggs, scones and toast, by the time I was done and put it on plates and placed them on the table it was around 7:10am, I had to leave for school at 7:50, I went and woke dad up and asked him to come down for his breakfast, we headed downstairs, I grabbed dad a beer and a can of coke for myself, it was silent for a minute or 2 but it wasn't awkward, I prefer it when he's not talking.

"Your brothers are coming to get you with their dad today, so don't forget" He said, his voice still groggy from just waking up, "I won't, and he's not just their dad he's my dad too" I said, "what did you just say to me?" He said slamming his newspaper on the table, " I-I just mea-" I said before getting cut off "don't back chat me little lady! How can you say he's your father, the only reason I took your worthless a*s in was because the authorities thought he wasn't a good enough father for you! I saved you from him, and you still call him your father?!?" He yelled, spitting on my face, he's right, he did take me in, I got taken away from my brother's and my real father because some *sshole cop found out we never lived in one spot and were always moving and living in motels (how he knows that I don't know) so he took it upon himself to wait until we weren't there and go in our motel, he found all our books and the stuff we kept for spells, such as bones, and other weird stuff, he found spells and guns and knives, rope, spray paint ( for demon traps) and basically just everything my dad and brothers used for hunting, then when they were in a diner he went to the parking lot round back and somehow got into our car and found more of our weapons, he then decided that "these crazies were unsafe" for me, and that they were obsessed with witches and warlocks and that they weren't "mentally stable" enough to be taking care of me, he got suspended or something after his boss found out what he done but they still believed that I shouldn't be with them, so now I'm here.

My foster dad was still yelling, when he stopped I finally spoke, I was terrified of how he might react if I still said John was my father, so I took it back " look, I'm sorry, I take it back I didn't mean it like that, I'm thankful you took me in, you're my dad, no one else, I'm sorry for what I said" not meaning a word of it, " I guess I forgive you, but you always make me feel like this, it makes me feel like a sh*tty dad" yeah damn f*cking right you're a sh*tty dad, you're literally just saying all this so you can see if you still have me wrapped around your finger, you're trying to get me to feel sorry for you and manipulate me into thinking I did something wrong...god I wish I could say that out Loud.. "when you say things like that, it really hurts me, I took you in when no one else wanted you and you treat me like this" He said, pretending to be sad, I can practically hear him mentally smiling .. took me in when no one else wanted me?!? He's the sheriff that literally picked me up and dragged me away from my brothers kicked and screaming and said if I didn't let him take me in then it would be a foster care, MY DAD wanted me and so did my brothers,  this man annoys me so much, " I'm gonna start heading to school in a minute, do I look okay?" I asked " well personally I think you look fine, but not everyone else will, your little boyfriend probably won't and your friends might not either, but I think you look okay" he said being proud of himself because he knows he's making me feel like shit, "oh. Well, I'll go change" I said, "ah- no time, schools starting soon" He said, knowing fine well I had plenty of time, he just wanted the pleasure of knowing he can control how shitty I feel about myself that day, I tried not to let it get it me.

I'm now walking to school, I heard a car drive up the empty street I was walking on, I knew just by the sound of the motor who it was, "hey guys what are you doing here you're not supposed to be here until later tonight?" I said to my brothers in the impala. "Yeah we just came by to see if it was okay if we could come get you tomorrow morning instead, there's a case we're on and tonight's usually the night this girl strikes, it's hard to explain so I won't bother, I'm so sorry, you can stay the full week though, I spoke to that asshole nick, he said it's fine" dean said, Sam was in the back of the car, I didn't know why since he always sits in the front. I was a little disappointed about not getting to spend tonight with them but it meant I could stay with them a whole week so I was okay with it, "oh. Yeah okay that's actually better just means I get to see you for longer, Sammy watcha doin' in the back of the car?" I asked, looking at my brother "Get in, I'm dropping you off at school that's why he's in the back" dean said, "I just don't get why she can't sit in the back, the fronts my seat" sam said pouting, "oh my god lighten up Sammy! I'll be out of your hair in no time, then you can have your beloved seat back, or if you want you can just sit there and I'll sit in the back" I suggested, "no! I need to speak to you anyways and it's easier if you're in the front" dean said quickly, that was weird. It's about a half hour drive to school which is only 10 minutes less than it would take to walk it, the reason the times of getting there are so close is because the shortcut I take to walk it, cars can't go there so we have to around the edge of the town, I don't even know why I'm explaining this.