Sad Supernatural Imagines

#115 Cas - Part 1: Abuse

Warning! This chapter will be triggering! It contains acts of abuse. Please do NOT read if you are sensitive to this kind of thing. Again, this is a warning!

Y/N p.o.v:

You cried as your mother smacked your face.
"You stupid slut!" She yelled. You had tears down your bloodied face. It stung each time a new tear rolled down your face.
"All you do is sleep with men, you whore." She said. Your head flew to the side as she punched you again. She grabbed your hair and dragged you to your room which was in the basement. She tossed you onto the concrete floor that was already covered in stains. The stains of your blood.
"You're nothing but a disappointment." She sneered. She slammed the door, leaving you a bloody and sobbing mess. You could hardly move. You knew she had broken your hand when she slammed it in the door. You got up and truged to your bed. You cried out as you sat down. You could hear your mother breaking glass upstairs. You knew once your father got home, it would be worse. You got up and walked to the small bathroom that was down here. You looked into the mirror to see the damage. You were already starting to bruise.
"What's wrong with me?" You whispered to yourself. You heard the front door open and shut. You froze. You heard your father talking to your mother and then the basement door opened.
"You little bitch!" He yelled. You flinched at the tone of his voice. You turned towards him as he stomped down the stairs.
"You came upstairs without permission?! You know the rules!" He screamed. You were shaking.
"I'm sorry!" You said. You hoped he would take mercy on you this one time.
"Sorry? You disobeyed the rules, you fucking whore!" He screamed again. He raised his hand and hit you. You yelped at the contact. He grabbed your hair and then pulled your close. He started kneeing you in the stomach. You grunted in pain. Blood started to spill from your mouth. Your dad stopped, but then he slammed your head into the brick wall. He threw you to the ground and left.
"Next time, obey the rules." He growled and then went upstairs. You felt yourself falling in and out of consciousness.
"God, p-please help me. I don't know hoe...how much more I can t-take." You cried in a whisper. You coughed up more and more blood. You didn't notice it before, but there was blood dripping from your head. You cried until you were swallowed into darkness.

~yeewee, hours passed, yeewee~

You woke up to a fluttering that was near you. You became a light sleep when tyour parents started coming down here to beat you. You looked around only to see a man standing by you. It was dark so you couldn't see his face. Fear washed over you and you tried to get away.
"Please don't hurt me!" You said. The man turned on the light to show you he was nice. But you didn't trust him.
"I won't hurt you, Y/N. I'm here to help you." He said in a voice that seemed to calm you down. You slowly stopped panicking.
"Why?" You whispered. Did God answer your prayer? Who was this man?
"I'm Castiel, an Angel of the Lord. I'm here to take you away from this hell. I'm here to save you from these monsters. " He said. You looked at him confused. You believed in God surprisingly, so you believed him. Anyone who thinks you're worth saving is an angel to you.
"Help me..." You begged. Castiel seemed to have pain in his eyes.
"I will, Y/N. Here." He said as he reached out his arm. You took his hand and let him help you up. You cried out in pain.
"Let me heal you." He said as he started to reach for your forehead. You didn't trust him that much.
N-no. Please just take me somewhere safe. Somewhere that isn't here. Please." You said. He nodded with a frown.
"Of course." He responded and soon enough you were in the middle of library. You looked around with awe.
"Hey, Ca-Who the hell is that?" A different man behind you said loudly. You flinched and braced yourself for a hit. Once nothing happens you slowly turned around only to reveal a man with gorgeous green eyes. You stepped back and his behind Castiel's back.
"Hello, Dean. This is Y/N L/N." He responded. Dean looked at you weirdly.
"Why is she covered in blood?" He asked. You looked around frantically. Looking for a way out. You didn't expect to end up in a place like this. It reminded you of your room. The walls, the floor. Only thing that was different was that it was bigger, brighter, and not bloody. You saw a door behind Dean.
"Her parents abused her. She has a concussion and internal bleeding in her stomach, but she won't let me heal her. She also has a broken hand." Castiel responded. You knew you needed to get out of there quickly. So you bolted towards the door. It was extremely painful. You didn't care where it went to as long as you weren't with them.
"Y/N!" Castiel yelled after you. You flinched harshly. You fumbled with the doorknob, but a large hand grabbed your wrist. You pulled back roughly.
"Don't touch me!" You screamed. Whoever grabbed your wrist backed away immediately. You pressed your back against a wall and sliding down to the floor. You were blinded by tears. Your non-broken hand was in your tangled hair. You stared at the floor breathing shallowly.
"Dean, back away. She's having a panic attack." Castiel said. It was hard to hear with the ringing in your ears. Memories of your parents yelling at you and beating you flooded your mind. Cas sat next to you at a reasonable distance.
"Y/N." Cas said softly, bringing you back to reality. You could hardly breathe. It was like you were choking. You were hyperventilating. Your heart was beating erratically. You were sweating uncontrollably.
"Y/N, it's okay. I promise it's okay. It will end." He said. He told Dean to leave while calming you down.
"Focus on breathing slowly. You can do it." He said comfortingly. You listened and after a few minutes, it slowed down.
"You should get some rest. I'll check on you occasionally. I'll remind you each time that you're safe and that it's only me. I apologize to have overwhelmed you." Castiel said. You looked at him with bloodshot eyes.
"I need a shower." You said softly. Cas nodded and silently asked to pick you up. You nodded.
"It'd be better if I help. I promise I'll be gentle. I promise that the naked body is nothing that I haven't seen before and that I won't do anything." He said. You thought about it. You did have a broken hand. It would be a bitch to undress and everything.
"I would appreciate that, Castiel." You said. He nodded.
"Call me Cas." He said wutg a smile. You smiled back and nodded. You were safe. You would be okay.

A/N:

Ooooo how'd y'all like this one. Idk why this came to my mind but I want to write something like this. I hope you guys like it.