A Whole Lotta Pretty and A Whole Lotta Crazy

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Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam

Warnings: mentions of neglect from parents, shock therapy, insane asylum, angst and maybe some fluff but maybe not.

Summary: Because you were depressed, your parents sent you away to do shock therapy which messed you up. Now, you're locked up where you're not supposed to be. You meet Sam and Dean Winchester and beg him to let you out.

Author's Note: This is very similar to Suicide Squad and ow Harley Quinn got to be where she is. I tweaked it a little but it's based off that.

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"Sweetheart, we're only doing what is best for you. You know that." Your mom said, getting tears at the sight of you.

"But you're my mom! You're my parents! This isn't what's best for me and you know it!" You screamed at them, trying to get away from the man's grip.

"Honey, you're not okay. These people will help you be okay. Then you can come home and be a family again." Your dad said, wincing when you fought back.

"Are you fucking kidding me! I have depression! Every kid has some form of depression! You're acting like I have a mental illness!" You said, getting tears.

"Depression is a mental illness and we need you better." You mom said.

"No! Don't let them take me away! Mom!!! Daddy!" You screamed, the man in the black suit had enough and whisked you away to their padded car. You screamed as they shoved you inside the car and locked the doors. You watched as your mother cried on your father's shoulders. They were beginning to look smaller and smaller until you couldn't see them anymore.

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"Hold still! Hold her still!" The main doctor said, agitated with you. You screamed and fought, wanting to go back home in your safe bed where no man or machine could ever hurt you. One of the guards held you down, following the rules where he could physically beat you up to sustain you.

"GET ME OUT OF HERE!" You screamed, trying to get away. One of the guards threw you down into a chair and you tried getting out but he held you down as they strapped you into the chair. You cried as the straps tightened.

They put one of those padded things on you that held your head in place if your neck was broken or injured and they didn't want you moving it. Like if you got into a car accident. They strapped you down and you knew there was no point in fighting it because you weren't going anywhere now.

You were crying and when you saw them take out a belt. You started crying even more. You thought they were going to beat you with it but they only stuck it in between your teeth. You had no idea what was going on here or what they planned on doing.

The main doctor took out a machine that was connected to metal rods with some kind of protection on one end of them. Protection probably for him. You cried and shook your head to the best of your ability. You didn't want whatever they were planning on doing to you.

"Now, Y/N, don't be scared. I'm only going to make you better. This won't hurt... much." He grinned, firing up the machine. You saw the electricity spark between the two metal rods and you got even more scared. He brought it close to your face which was covered in tears.

"Soon, you will be back to normal in no time." The doctor said, grinning as he placed the rods against both of your temples. You bit down on the belt, screaming as waves of electricity went through your head and down your body.

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