Everything's Okay {Sam Winchester's Daughter}

Chapter 6-S'fine!

Almost an entire bottle of rum that I had mixed with Coke and 15 slices to my arm later, I'm dancing obnoxiously to super loud music with nothing but shorts and a sports bra on. This is the only way I can drown out my feelings.

I start raiding the fridge and find a 6 pack of beer. I holler obnoxiously, just like everything else I'm doing right now, and grab the whole pack and bring it out the the study room.

I turn the music up even louder and laugh like a school girl as I decide to chug the rest of the rum without coke.

Once the bottle was left without a drop, I grab my first beer and open it, chugging half of it in one go.

Suddenly, my phone rings with Sam's name popping up and I pick it up without thinking.

"Wassup daddio!" I giggle at the weird name.

"Hey- Wait, are you at a party?" He asks. I snort out a laugh.

"Nooo." I drawl out.

"What's that music?"

"I'm jus' playin' music in the surround system." I slur, pausing the music.

"See? No party here."

"Madison Marie Calgo Winchester, are you drunk?" He asks, his voice stone cold.

"Whaaaat?" I panic. "No! Of course not!"

"And my name isn't Winchester." I pout. "Winchester is a name for badasses. And I, sir, am certainly not that." I protest.

"Mad-"

"Oh shit!" I gasp as I realize blood is dripping steadily from my arm and to the ground, a small pool slowly forming.

"What? What's wrong?"

"No... Nothing." I say, trying to cover up the fact that I might've cut a little too deep.

"That's it. I'm sending Castiel to check on you."

"No! Really everything's fine! S'fine!" I panic, realizing Cas might tell Sam and Dean about the scars and fresh cuts if he saw me.

"Cas. I need you to check on Madison. Something's wrong and she's most definitely drunk." I hear his muffled voice through the phone.

"No!"

Suddenly, I hear a whooshing sound behind me and turn around to see Castiel staring at me with concern.

"Fuck!" I scream, hiding my arm behind my back, my phone falling on the floor. "Cas, don't look at me!"

"Madison, where is your shirt? What happened to your arm?" He steps towards me.

"I don't know whatya mean, Mr. Cas-Castiel." I lie, slurring all of my words.

"Madison you're lying to me. Your arm is quite clearly bleeding. I see the pool of blood dripping onto the floor." He informs.

"Cas please don't tell my dad!" I cry. He bends down and grab the phone on the ground.

"Looks like you already told him, Maddie." He points out.

"Jus' tell him I was sleeping walking or some shit."

"Madison." He says sternly.

"I'm jus' gon' go night night now." I giggle, climbing on top of the table that is covered with rum, razors, and beer.

"Sam, I think you need to be here."

That's the last thing I heard Castiel say before I fell asleep.