I awoke to a severe headache that I was bound to acquire. It took a little while to remember what happened the previous night, but when I did, I mentally facepalmed.
I kept my eyes closed, trying to go back to sleep, but I suddenly realized my spidey senses were tingling. There was something wrong, I could feel it.
I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was Dean gagged and tied to the bed.
"Dean?" My voice cracked as I whispered to him.
"Well, well," A female voice spoke. I saw the young blonde girl standing right next to my side of the bed. "Look who's finally awake. Rise and shine, princess."
"Who are you?" I asked.
She flashed me her black eyes. "Does this answer your question sufficiently?"
Dean was trying to speak, but the cloth used to gag him left his speech muffled.
"Let Dean go." I demanded.
"Well where's the joy in that? I wanna have a little fun." She grinned.
"Why do you things want me so badly? That's what I wanna know."
"I've heard a lot about you, Castiel. You're worth your weight in gold, even if you don't realize it."
"How? Just how in the fuck am I worth jack?"
"The time to talk is over. Time to take you to the boss."
"You mean the fuckin' devil?"
"Such a harsh tongue, Castiel."
"If I've said it once, I've said it a million fuckin' times. My. Name. Is. Z."
"Not according to the big boss. Castiel Novak."
"If you've heard so much about me, then surely you can answer my fuckin' questions."
"No. I don't answer to the likes of you."
"Well you do now, bitch. Why does he want me?"
"Enough! I'm taking you there, Castiel. Whether you like it or not."
"Are you all so arrogant? Or was it just Meg?" I hated thinking of Meg, what happened that night.
"Meg was a hothead. Charging in without a plan, that's her thing. I, on the other hand, happen to know the best way of taking you down to the dark side."
I smirked. "Oh really? Humor me."
She held up her hand, clenching her fist, and Dean started writhing in pain. I hated the sight of it, and I was sure this black eyed bitch knew that.
I glared up at her, about to attack her, when I realized I was tied to the bed as well. "Stop it, you little bitch."
She chuckled triumphantly. "Then tell me what I wanna hear."
I knew what she wanted, and I clearly had no other choice than to resign. To give myself in order to save Dean. That's what it always comes down to, right?
"Fine. You win. Just let Dean go."
She released her demonic hold on him, smirking down at me. She clearly knew she won.
"Funny what love can do."
"I don't love him," I quickly snapped back. "Not anymore."
She chuckled. "Sure. Whatever you say. And don't try any funny business or I'll snap his neck."
"Just tell me what I'm worth. What is the point of me?"
"Castiel-"
"Z! My fuckin' name is Z. It has been for a long time. Now you tell me. What. I'm. Worth."
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A Grip On Reality (Destiel AU)
FanfictionLoosely based on actual events. I met him seemingly forever and a day ago. We started dating in high school, a decision I have lived to regret. Our story began in sophomore year for me; he was two years older, a senior. This is the story of how we...
