"Sam? Sammy?...SAM!"
A single gunshot went off as pain exploded in my shoulder. I flew backwards, my head slamming against the floor. My vision blurred and I saw stars. Hissing in pain, I rolled over and grabbed my shoulder. Warm blood flowed from the bullet wound and ran down my hand. Tears spilled from my eyes at the pain, but also from the realization of what I almost did. My demon instincts took over and I almost killed Sam. My knife was just seconds away from plunging into his chest, but luckily, Dean stopped me from hurting his brother.
I opened my eyes and looked around. Dean had Sam sitting up and was inspecting his injuries. Ash was off to the side, his fur standing on end and his teeth bared. Sam was pretty banged up, considering the amount of times I slammed him into the walls. He was covered in cuts and bruises, maybe even a broken rib or two. I was shocked by what I saw. I did that? I felt more tears run down my face. Sam was like a brother to me, sometimes even like a father...and I had hurt him. Sam heard me and looked over Dean's shoulder. Even through the pained looked in his eyes, both from the pain of his injuries and disbelief that I had hurt him, I saw the he didn't hate me like I thought he would. He knew I wasn't me when I attacked him, that I wasn't in control. He understood what that felt like from his days drinking demon blood. I couldn't believe he was forgiving me. I opened my mouth to speak, to say that I was sorry, but Dean had finished looking at Sam and turned on me.
The anger in his eyes was indescribable and it was terrifying. I actually screamed when I saw his eyes. Dean was always at his angriest when it came to dealing with something that hurt his brother and that "something" was me. I started to scramble backwards, but Dean wasn't going to let me get away. He stormed over and pulled me up by my hair. I screamed in pain before Dean threw me to the other side of the room. I crashed into a framed picture. Glass broke and fell the ground with me. I rolled onto my hands and knees, glass bits cutting into my skin through my clothes.
"I-I-I d-didn't mean to h-hurt him. I w-wasn't myself."
"Yeah right. Like I'm gonna listen to a demonic bitch that just tried to kill my brother. The only reason I didn't try to kill you before was because Sam said you were different. Now, I see that he was wrong. You're just another demon in this world that deserves to die."
Dean grabbed me by my shirt and lifted me up off the ground. Ash growled loudly and lunged at Dean. Dean just shot him but luckily, his aim was off. Ash laid on the floor, whimpering. I just struggled in Dean's grip, fear radiating off my body. Dean took out his knife and prepared to strike. I closed my eyes, readying myself for the pain that was about to come, but suddenly, I was dropped and heard a voice that I didn't think would come to my rescue.
"DEAN! NO!"
I opened my eyes and saw Sam wrestling the knife from his brother's grasp. Dean couldn't believe what he was seeing, but wasn't going to give up his kill without a fight. He and Sam started to fight. I just sat there, dumbstruck. Through the flying fists and blood, I saw Sam look at me. His eyes were sad and pleading, but I saw the hidden message that was only meant for me: GO! Part of me didn't want to leave, but part the other part screamed for me to leave. Sam's pleading eyes bore into me and I knew I had to go. Heaving myself up, I grabbed my bag and bolted for the door. Ash picked himself up and ran after me. I heard Dean yell, but I didn't stop. I ran into the junkyard until I was far away from the house. After a bit, I stopped. My whole body hurt and I knew I couldn't run any longer. Holding onto Ash, I zapped away from the junkyard and landed in a dark forest. I didn't exactly think of where I wanted to go. I just knew I wanted to get as far from Dean as possible. Guess a scary, dark forest is as good as any place. Ash whined next to me and nudged my hand. I smiled, glad he still cared. I started to walk through the forest, but then I felt my body get heavy. My vision blurred and I felt dizzy. Before I could register what was happening, I fell the the ground.I was startled by what happened, but didn't really care. I was tired and just wanted to sleep. Ash collapsed next to me and I heard him whine before I passed out.