Chapter 1
Hey guys! New story, (sorry i suck) Anyways, I haven't written in a while because well, I don't have a good excuse but i'm sorry.
I Don't Own Supernatural (that would be cool, no?)
I ONLY own my OC.
This is the story of how I died. No seriously. Unfortunately, that's not where it ends. Or begins, this isn't The Five People you meet in Heaven, guys. Stories can start at many different points in time, and sadly, mine began at birth. No, that isn't where I died. (Can people stop asking that?) It's where I caught someone's attention. A very powerful, very nasty someone, who had crossed worlds just to make my life Hell on Earth. You may think you know who this is, you may not, but I'll leave you to your theories.
Back to my birth. My story didn't begin directly during my birth. No, my story starts mere hours after the event. Everything had gone swimmingly, and I was safe in my mother's arms, my father, watching us lovingly. Then came nightfall. That's when everything went to shit.
The power went out, in the whole hospital. All lights blew up. I slept through the whole ordeal, not hearing the wails of the other children in the newborn center. Anyone on life support was ripped from life, the screaming of heart monitors filling the hospital.
In the midst of the chaos, one man walked in, with no trouble. He wasn't stopped, and he didn't stop until he reached the room where my parents resided.
Less than a minute after entering the room, he exited, leaving my father to grieve the sudden death of his wife. She lay on the bed, bleeding from a slash made to her stomach, traces of terror still present on her face. When the man walked out of the hospital eight minutes later, everything went quiet, and all that could be heard was the silence that suffocated the hospital.
Almost Eighteen Years Later…..
Squish. Squish. I walked up to the front porch, drained after hours of partying. With my high school graduation just around the corner, all of my classmates had decided that it would be a good idea to throw the biggest party of the year.
Tentatively knocking, I held my breath, preparing for the verbal lashing I would receive for being late. Foster parents don't enjoy waiting late into the night for their charges, I had learned that lesson many times. The door swung open, and Mrs. Collins' face washed over with relief when she saw me.
"Eden! Oh my god, we were worried! Where have you been! Who were you with?" She rattled off questions so quickly, I could barely keep up. I explained to her that my friends and I had just gone down to the lake to hang out before graduation. She led me inside, all the while scolding me for worrying her (Which made me feel good, no one had worried about me like that in a long time). Mr. Collins walked up to me, trying not to smile at his wife's behavior. You see, the Collins' had expressed multiple times that they had wanted to adopt me, but they were teachers, which means they couldn't afford it. That was fine with me, it just felt good to be loved. I was going to be turning Eighteen within a week after graduation, so they made me promise to keep in touch. They were the closest thing I had ever had to parents, and the nicest people on the planet.
"Don't worry Annie, I was just out with some friends. Nothing to worry about. Just a graduation party." She relaxed, but still had traces of suspicion on her face. "There were hundreds of kids, there." Before she could ask about the water, I explained that there had been a swimming pool, and some jerk had pushed me in. "In fact, I am really tired so I think I should just head up to bed. See you in the morning, love ya." And with that, I walked up the stairs, towards my bed.
"Annie! Stop messing with it! It's fine! Honestly." Even though I sounded agitated, I had the biggest grin on my face. Graduation day was finally here. I was in my cap and gown, and Annie would not stop fixing my cap. I pretended to be annoyed, but really, all I could think was about how I had made it. I was graduating, I had (foster) parents who loved me and were there for me, and I was happy. I spent ten years bouncing around from place to place, never knowing where I would go next, never knowing if I was loved. Then I landed with The Collins. They were patient and loving with a sixteen year old with trust issues and an attitude. They became my parents. I was the luckiest person in the world to have them with me at that moment.
"George, get the camera! Quick, before she runs away!" Annie joked, alluding to the fact that I had never liked getting my picture taken. I used to run away and hide from the camera. We took pictures, and ran to the stadium where I would receive my diploma.
We arrived at the stadium, grins plastered on our faces, about to blow from excitement. "Alrighty. We'll meet you at that flagpole afterwards, okay! You've gotta find your seat, and so do we!" I swear, they were the prime example of proud parents and it made my heart swell up with emotion. No. I would not cry. At least not until after.
That was a perfect day. Everything went as it should. The whole week was a dream.
Then my birthday came. That was not so fun.
I had moved out the morning of, and was living in a cozy apartment, with another girl who was in college.. I had a nice job at the local bookstore in town, and I planned on keeping it that way. I was finally going to be living on my own two feet.
I was at the Collins', spending the last day I would legally be under their care together. Nothing special, just binge-watched our favorite show together, (Supernatural, Bitch!) and went out to Olive Garden.
They dropped me off at my apartment, and I promised to come over every sunday for dinner, and to call if I ever needed anything.
I walked upstairs, and plopped onto my bed. I began to drift off, when I heard a noise coming from the kitchen. I would have ignored it, but my roommate said that she was never home before 9 and it was 8:30. So cue the suspicion.
I crept down the hall, with a bat I had elected to keep by my bed (I know, i'm smart) held in my hands. I was about to turn the corner, when I felt a tap on my shoulder and whirled around. I can't quite describe what happened in that moment, it was too fast. All I can say is that before I knew it, I was falling.
OH! What's gonna happen? Sorry this chapter is short, I promise the others will be longer!
DFTBA! (Don't forget to be Awesome!)
-Katie