Why doesn't anyone love me?

Why Me?

There's a question that's always been in my mind, the question that will stay there until the end of time.

"Why?"

Let me explain, so basically us angels went to Earth to be nice to the humans. Then the humans declared war and are now basically using us for whatever there heart desires. Sex, work, just about anything you can think of.

My name is Castiel, and I hate my life so much.

I'm in a barn like building, living with a bunch of other angels. We're all hungry, tired, and a lot of us just want this to be over. Suicide is a normal thing here,

"Another angel died? Throw them in the bin."

That's a normal sentence here, depressing isn't it?

I wish I could just run, and be free. I wish I could feel the grass between my toes, instead of this hard wood. I have so many blisters in my feet I can't barely feel them half of the time.

The barn door opened and we all went in our spots, head down, feet together, and not looking up at the 'Leader.' Our wings pushed into our back with as much strength we could muster.

The 'Leader' stared at all of us, holding his stick waiting for one of us to misbehave.

"Alright you little shits, the markets open so I'm going to choose who is going to get sold today. Spread your wings as far as you can, that's gonna be extra points especially with those with a wing kink."

The 'Leader' then grinned and we all did as we were told. I had beautiful black wings, others had white, some had gold. The rarity in wings is judged on how big they are, how neat they are, and what colour they are.

Me, and three other angels get chosen. The two angels have gold wings, and the other has white wings.

Through all of this suffering and pain, our wings are are only hope in this world.

We get in the back of 'Leader's' truck and we all sit there in silence. Not talking to each other, and certainly not looking up.

The one angel, a female, looks up and me and smiles a sad smile.

I motion her to put her head down but she shakes her head.

"I hope we're going to be free," she whispers only to get a bottle of beer thrown at her face.

"No talking!" The 'Leader' yelled angrily.

She was cut up but still smiling. I don't know why she was still smiling, but I was afraid she was going to do something stupid like jump out.

The other angels looked at her confused as well, one female, one male. We all then put our heads back down as the 'Leader' stopped the van.

"We're here. Be on your best behaviour and pray to you daddy, God, that you will be sold."

He then laughed and got out of the car.

I was terrified and excited for the first time in a while, and for the first time in a while, I felt a little bit.. happy.