𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐱 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

Sam and Dean - help you with your abusing family

TW : not much descriptions BUT if you live this please be careful. I'm not writing it because it's cute or else NO if you live this kind of situation please talk about it. I know it isn't easy but you're not alone.

This was requested

(the reader is 19 yo)

You were standing in front of your mirror, in your room. Checking for any visible bruises. It seemed normal for you because it's what you are doing since you were eleven.

"Y/n you're coming? Dinners ready" you heard Sam from outside the door.
"Yes" you answered.

You put your shirt back on and left the room. You joined Sam and Dean in the library. You sat next to Sam and started eating.
You're not officially living with the Winchester's but you spent a lot of time in the bunker. They're much older than you but you hunt with them.

"Can you pass me the salt please?" you asked to Sam.
He reached for the salt at the end of the table and get it to you. But, as his hand came toward you, you instinctively backed up and put your arms in front of you.
Shit you thought. You've never done this before and they're not aware of what is going on with your parents.
Sam and Dean frowned their eyebrows and looked at you
"Y/n is everything okay?" asked Dean
Images and memories started to fill your head as your gaze was stopped on Sam's hand.

"Yes don't worry. I'm sorry" you said and got up without looking at them.
You ran to your room and closed the door behind you. You sat at the end of the bed and put your head in your hands, letting the tears fall.

Sam and Dean saw that you weren't okay and got up to follow you.
They knocked on your door but as you weren't answering they opened it. Sam pecked his head in and saw you were crying. He and Dean slowly entered and Sam crouched down in front of you.

"Y/n what's wrong" he asked with concern.
Dean on the other hand has seemed to understand what is going on. He sat next to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. He slowly pulled you toward him and you felled into his chest as he hugged you.
"I understand. We can help you you know that" he said
"They won't let me. I'm scared that they would react even more..violently"

A look of understatement appeared on Sam's face and you gave him a weak smile.
"When did it start?" he asked
"When I was nine I guess"
Sam looked at Dean, knowing what his brother has been through.
"Does anyone know? Or does anyone could help you"
"Only you guys know. But I guess that even if I don't live with them, they're still here"

Sam nodded and put his hand on your knee trying to comfort you.
"Guys I am okay"
"No you're not Y/n" said Dean.
You pulled away and looked up at him. You knew that he was right.
"You can't live with them anymore. But you can live here with us and Cas, and Jack"
"They won't let me"
"They don't have a say on this" started Sam "Technically now that you're 19 you can leave the house"
"But I can't go back there"
"We'll come with you" said Dean
You looked at him nodded.
"Thank you"
"Of course " answered Sam.

He got up and you too. He gave you a bear hug like he always does.
But of course, as he did this your shirt lifted up a little. Dean saw it
"I'll call Cas"
"Hello Dean"
As he heard his name, Cas appeared right next to Dean, making him freak out.
"I've already told you not to do this"
Dean said which made you laugh.
You pulled back from Sam and walked toward Cas.
"Is everything okay Y/n? You have red eyes"
"I'll explain later" started Dean "Can you heal her"
You turned to Dean and understood. You then lifted your shirt so only your stomach and ribs were showing.
Cas looked down at the blue and violet bruises
"What happened"
You didn't answer and looked down. Cas didn't ask any more questions and put his hand on your stomach. The physical pain was now gone.
"Thank you Cas" you said.
"Of course y/n"

Sam and Dean shared a look and Sam understood that his brother wanted to talk to you. He gestured at Cas to follow him outside and you sat back next to Dean.
"How did you know" you asked
"The way you acted. I've been there too. Maybe not as much as you. When Sam and I were younger we were living with our dad. And you already know that he wasn't a good father figure. I was always the one who..you know. Because I've never let him hurt Sam"
You looked at him in concern. Dean always has been protective of his little brother but you didn't know because of what.
"It has started with my dad. My mom too but, mentally. My dad started with a small slap on the cheek and finished by this" you said.
"With time it'll be better believe me. And we will help you get through this" he said and got up. You got up with him and gave you a tight hug
"Thank you"
"Of course Y/n. Always" he said.