Supernatural Sister Imagines

Imagine #111: Lego House

THIS WARNING IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN ANY WARNING I'VE PUT ON A CHAPTER BEFORE: This chapter deals with sexual assault, and contains many mature themes including detailed depiction of sexual assault, vulgar language, depression and anxiety, self-harm, and for those of you who may be triggered by them, there is a court case scene written in. This imagine has been something I've wanted to do for a long time for confidential reasons, and I am not and will not be offended if you choose to skip it due to personal affiliations or discomfort regarding sexual assault. That being said, I hope you enjoy the imagine should you choose to read it.

Age: 16

Written by: Me
Edited by: Grace

In this imagine, the twins and Odette have yet to be born, for I feel it would be very hard to try and write them in. You'll see what I mean later in the story. Enjoy!

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     "Shit, I think I left my phone in my trailer. You guys mind waiting a sec while I grab it? I'll be quick." I unbuckled my seatbelt and opened my door, pausing with half my rear hanging out of the seat to glance back at Jensen and Jared.

     Jensen glanced up from the blaring phone screen that illuminated his face in the dark. "Yeah sure, and watch your language."

     "Yeah, watch your fucking language." Jared spoke up from the front seat, and I rolled my eyes as he and Jensen laughed to themselves.

     "I swear, I am working alongside children," I mumbled as Jensen winked at me, "Just don't go to the apartment without me, please."

     "You got it--" Jensen suddenly cupped his hand over the side of his mouth, blocking his lips from my view as he leaned closer to the front seat, addressing our driver-- "As soon as she closes the door, floor it."

     I responded by throwing my water bottle at his face. "Dude, it's two in the morning. Go to sleep."

     He stuck his tongue out at me as I shut the door and took off, walking briskly with my leather jacket held close to my frame to block the gently nipping February wind.

     I'd always been proud of my lego house. I'd always been proud to know that it stood strong; that I stood strong. My fabric of reality was firm and there wasn't much in the world that could tear me down. I hadn't ever worried for my lego house because I hadn't ever needed to worry. How was I supposed to know that that night was the night my house would be knocked down? What did I do wrong?

     My hand, fingertips pink with cold, fumbled with my trailer key as I unlocked my front door and stepped inside, the heat wafting across my face like a wave as my eyes burned and I looked around for my phone. I quickly determined that it wasn't in my kitchen and walked into my bedroom, sifting through the bedsheets before I finally just flung them into the air, a loud thud following. I grinned and picked my phone up off the floor.

     I nearly leaped from my skin when I turned toward the front only to come face to face with a large man.

     "Oh hey, you're Clint, the vampire I killed today, heh--" Apprehension caused my heart to speed up as I craned my neck beyond his large bulk of a body to see the my trailer door was shut... and locked. I turned my attention back to the man, noticing the dark look in his eye, and chuckled nervously-- "What the hell are you doing in here?"

     He licked his lips slowly, his gaze raking down my body, and I could almost feel his dagger-like eyes as they sliced into me. "You're even more beautiful when you're not trying to kill me."