My Adorable Angel

Chapter Three

Your POV

Quickly rising up, eyes shot open, now realizing it was just a nightmare. I groan, my hand raised up to my head. Headaches might be the end of me. "Hey, you alright?" I heard a voice behind me.

Feeling a hand touch my back, I didn't jump nor was scared. Knowing it was Alfie, I leaned into him. "Its just a nightmare" I softly spoke.

I couldn't fall back asleep, the nightmare I had was terrifying. Alfie looked down to me, seeing how shaky I am. "It's going to be okay, Y/N" he smiled, trying to enlighten me. Immediately falling into his 'trap', there was a huge smile plastered on my face.

Checking the time, I wasn't phased. Sleeping in is pretty much what I do, and I'm pretty sure the boys are already awake. "I'm going to take a shower, you can fly upstairs or you could join us today" I said, standing up, stretching.

"I'll stay here, nothing much in Heaven"

"The boys are most likely in the kitchen"

We both smiled and nod, he leaves my room as I go ahead and take a shower. Starting up the hot water, I begin to think about the nightmare while staring into the mirror. It wasn't a small one, no, it was like a fully body one.

Seeing myself from the front, then turned to both sides, sighing. Great, now I'm feeling fat and ugly today. Brushing it off, I started to strip down, and stepped inside the shower.

Feeling that warm water hit my back, I moved my hair onto one side. There's these images that escape my head, the nightmare, no matter how much I tried. That scream... that damned scream from my parents. Not to mention, it wasn't just my parents... it was my younger sister as well.

"Run! Save yourself, Y/N!" My dad screamed.

After getting cleaned up, I step out, and wrap a towel around my body. Smearing a streak onto the mirror with my hand, all I could see was my eyes filled with water. The room was so foggy that it completely covered up the streak in a matter of seconds.

Changing into clothes, I grab whatever looked more comfortable. A pair of nice pants with a tank top, throwing a sweatshirt over it, and the shoes I wear every day. Taking a deep breath and to recollect myself, I tried to get those images out of my head... for now. I know they'll come back sooner or later.

Walking out to the kitchen, I wasn't surprised to see the boys chatting at the table. Once one of them noticed my presence, they all turn to see me walking in. Passing up the offer for breakfast, I take a seat next to Alfie, awkwardly smiling to him.

"Are you going to be okay?"

"Hm? Oh, I'm fine"

I knew exactly what he meant, but apparently not to the boys, they looked confused. Sharing looks between the three of them, I just now see that Cas is back. Wonder where he flown off to yesterday. "So, uh, any new cases?" Sam and Dean just shook their head, drinking coffee.

The next few minutes was just the five of us talking about some random shit. I laughed hard enough to the point where I laid my head on Alfie's shoulder, totally not thinking ahead.

He wasn't even pissed or annoyed, he kept on laughing and smiling like the rest of us. I can't believe the boys still want to hang out with this because I'm in some ugly looking clothing. Ew.

"I don't think they're ugly" Alfie turned to me.

"Did you read my mind?"

"Yes"

Of course, always with the literal answer from the angels. Though, I wasn't angry, I find it funny sometimes. "Stay outta there, will ya?" I gave him a chuckle, but seeing Dean with that smirk on his face, I didn't like it.

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Dear Diary,
Most the day was boring, surprised to have no case today, but whatever. This morning, the reason I woke up, it was terrifying. The nightmare is back and I think it scares me more than last time. Alfie, my angel friend who spent the night, was there for me. He told me that its going to be okay. This is exactly why I'm falling for him- er, I actually don't know if I like him or love him. Ugh, feelings suck. I felt disgusting all day. That pretty much wraps up my day, peace out.

As I was finishing up writing, there was a knock at the door. "Come in" I sighed, slightly rushing to close my journal. Setting down the pen, and seeing Dean walking in, I felt like I knew what he's gonna say.

"So... you and angel boy out there, huh?"

"It's not like that, Dean. We're just friends."

"Then how about last night? I know you guys were 'close' when you slept"

After he spoke, Dean walks to the other side of the room, picking up Alfie's hat. He showed me the hat, giving me that look. "So this doesn't mean anything?" He throws it to me, I catch it and placed it on my head. I'm guessing he's thinking that Alfie gave his hat to me.

"Leave me alone, my personal life is none of your business"

"Fine, but Sammy's finished cooking dinner if you want something"

"I'm good, bye now" I gave a sarcastic smirk and closed the door as Dean stepped out.

For the next half an hour, I was watching tv and did some random drawings. This was the time where I never once thought about the nightmare. Turns out it made me focus on what was in front of me.

Though, I was thinking about what Dean kept saying about Alfie and I. Yes... I would like to move it from 'friendship' to 'relationship', but I'm willing to wait. He's just... there's definitely a lot of things that makes me fall for him. Damn you.

"Y/N?" I heard Alfie say while knocking.

"Its open" I yell out, referring to the door.

Entering my room, Alfie was holding a plate full of food, smiling as he was looking at my head or something. Then I realized... I was still wearing his hat from earlier. "Hey Alf, you need something?"

He sets down the plate on the table, passing it towards me. "I thought you wanted something to eat, so I saved you a plate" I smiled at his kindness, but luckily controlled it. "I really appreciate it, thanks"

After he nodded in response, he started to walk away, but I stopped him. "Alfie?" I said ever so innocently. He turned around, his eyes meeting mine. "Company me?" I gave him the puppy eyes.

"Of course, anything for you"

He took a seat opposite of me, we began to talk about the day. It was silent for a quick moment before Alfie asked I was okay from the nightmare I had this morning. I didn't say a word, I just fidgeting with my bracelet.

"That's a cute bracelet you have"

"Thanks... it was my little sisters"

By the look of my face, Alfie didn't dare to say anything else, he instead grabbed my hand. I looked up to him, a little confused, but glad that he's there. Not to mention, apart of me is going crazy because I really like him.

When he grabbed my hand, I felt tears going down my face, remembering the exact look on my sister's face right before she died. As the time passes, tears were entirely streaming down my face.

Alfie, being the actual angel he is, stepped in front of me to pull me up in a hug. Crying on his shoulder, I knew I would get his shirt all wet, but I'm sure he didn't care a single bit.

I think that what's making me fall for him, the fact that he wants me to feel comfortable and safe, especially when he's around. I'm glad to call him a friend.

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