I'll Protect You, Always (Supernatural AU/ Castiel love story )

Chapter 23

"Annabelle, wake up! You're going to be late for school! ANNABELLE!" I awoke to Dean screaming in my ear. My eyes shot open, and I was pulled away from the continuous loop of watching my parents die. 

"Hurry up you have to leave in forty minutes. Knowing how long it takes you to get ready, I know you're going to be late. Oh, and just so you know, Castiel picked out your clothes for today." Dean said and walked out laughing his head off. That was what really got my attention and pulled me away from my warm bed. 

I hopped out of bed and went over to my dresser. Three pieces of clothing were laying neatly on my dresser. A white halter top shirt that had the words Paris written on it in blue letters, a electric blue leather satin skirt with cuts around the hips. I picked up the outfit and examined it. Why would Castiel pick out my clothes? I was not saying I didn't like the outfit, because I loved it. I simply shrugged and slipped the outfit on. I then pulled some white short healed boots on. I walked into the bathroom and combed my hair, my natural soft curls falling around my face. I parted slightly away from the middle and clipped one group of hair on the right side of my face back with bobby pins.  

I touched my face up a little with mascara and filled in my eyebrows. When I felt satisfied with my looked, I walked out of the bathroom. When I heard yells coming from down the hallway, I started to fast walk. 

"Dude, ten bucks she will not wear that outfit!" I heard Dean say. 

"Why not? It looks like something she would wear?" Sam countered at him. 

"Yeah, but Cas picked it out. You know she won't wear something Cas picked out." 

I then walked into the room. "And, why wouldn't I wear something Cas picked out?" Dean looked over and his eyes went wide. 

Sam had a smug smirk on his face and said, "Told you. You owe me ten bucks."

Dean crossed the room and got in my face, "That is not appropriate for school." 

I laughed, "Okay, dad." I walked around him and sat at the table. 

"What do you want to eat, Ann?" Sam asked me from across the table. 

Dean look at Sam with disbelief, "Are you serious, man? You're just okay with her wearing that? You know her parents wouldn't let her wear that." 

Sam shrugged and chuckled, "Well, then it's a good thing we're not her parents."

I grinned at him, "Thanks, Sam. So where is my fashion expert anyway?" I looked around the room and couldn't see Castiel anywhere. 

"Other than your clothes being on your dresser this morning, there really has been no sign he's been here all night," Sam said while staring at his computer screen. I slouched back onto my chair and grunted. Where was he? Did he really only come home to pick my clothes out?

"That's not weird at all," my voice dripping with sarcasm. All the sudden I get a text and I look down at my phone. I didn't ever get texts. The only people that had my phone number was Dean, Sam, and Cas.

Hey :) - Beth

I was very surprised to say the least. I never gave Beth my number. I didn't really know what to do. I slowly texted back.

Hey. How did you get my number? -Annabelle

Her response was almost immediate.

You texted me this morning, remember? - Beth

My eyes went wide as I read the text over and over again. By now, both Sam and Dean were staring at me. 

"Hey Ann,are you okay?" Dean asked as he slowly approached me. I looked up at him, and shook my head vigorously. My hand flew up to below my right shoulder near the top of my back. I touched it and hissed inward. It felt raw and hurt like hell.