Hello. I haven't posted a story for a while. I've been getting into Supernatural recently and this story came to mind. I'll post when I can, and I hope that you enjoy.
[Part 1]
I know you can't hear me
But that does not mean
I don't want you to feel me, ooh ooh
It's just a matter of time
Til you are mine
My eyes fluttered open to the sound of music. One glance at the clock tells me that it's later on in the morning, I had to have hit the snooze in my sleep, and got up. I stretched only slightly in the warmth of the sun rays coming in through the curtains. It's Saturday in the middle of December. You would have thought I'd wake up to Christmas carols and rolled around with so much festive spirit that it made you want to gag. In truth that's what my Aunt was like during this time of year. The house was decorated basement to attic with christmas trees, santa clauses, angel statues, the scene of Jesus' birth, and christmas lights. I wasn't a downer during this time of the year, I actually really enjoyed the holiday, but for some reason as I grew older all of the festivities bored me to the point that I only put a smile on my face when shopping for decorations with my Aunt just so she didn't take me through the whole mall just to find Santa and have me sit on his lap. It was embarrassing.
Who am I? Who am I?
You say angels from the sky don't walk the earth, ooh
As time goes by, I realize
There's so much more than I could ever learn
You're an angel in disguise
After a few more measures in the song I got to my feet and sat in front of my mirror. What stared back at me was a creature that I didn't remember seeing when I crawled under my sheets only 8 hours before. Quick as I could I combed down the mess that was my straight as a board, blond hair. It felt just past my shoulder blades. I stared into my tired green eyes, and applied a small amount of mascara, then proceeded with foundation. After that was finished I threw my shirt off my torso and walked over to my closet. I had several summer outfits, cute and comfortable to wear. I didn't want to freeze though so obligated to a white sweater that had snowflakes around it. For pants I threw on some tight fitting jeans and fuzzy, creamy brown boots that had little 'puff; balls on the strings ends where I could tighten them. I examined myself in the mirror, frowning. There was a piece missing from all of this...
Don't cry I'll be home soon
You know I want someone to be with you
It's just a matter of time
Til you are mine
I glanced to my jewelry box and took from it a necklace that bore angel wings. It was beautiful, and the last thing that I had of my mother. She had died when I was just born, leaving me without a father or mother. The doctors were able to locate my aunt so that I could grow up with my mothers family, they hadn't been able to figure out who my father was or any family that could care for me. When I'd first found out about my father I'd wanted to ask why the doctors didn't try harder to find him, but it eventually passed on with me thinking that he was a douche to begin with... He probably didn't even know I was here. I sighed lightly and put the necklace on, it fit just above my collarbone, and it stuck there.
Who am I? Who am I?
You say angels from the sky don't walk the earth, ooh
As time goes by, I realize
There's so much more than I could ever learn
You're an angel in disguise
And the truth is
I am scared all the time
I'm terrified
When I think of the world without her
Stomping down the stairs I passed through the kitchen and grabbed orange juice, which my uncle held out for me, and sat at the table. In the center of the table sat a decorative snowman, which held a candle in front of it, impersonating that of someone trying to get warm. I shifted it to the right before bringing my arm back and saying quick grace. Breakfast was all that different than the school day, though we were off for Christmas break, it was the usual two links of Sausage, spoonful of eggs, and two smaller sized pancakes with a dab of peanut butter on the surface.
It didn't take long to dig in, and I was practically inhaling the food. My aunt wasn't here this morning, though the mother figure would often times stick around in the mornings to make sure I hadn't wasted any of my food by giving it to the dog, a small mixed breed that came up half on my calf. I snuck the dog a piece of Sausage while my uncle was cleaning the stove. "What are your plans for today, Asariel?" He asked me, whipping off the water from his hands from when he'd been cleaning.
At the sound of my name I bring my hand away from the dog, Felix is his name, and glance up at my Uncle. His name is actually Phillip, Phil for short. My mother was his sister-in-law, my mother didn't have any brothers. Phil is close to 37 years old, and had a minimal job in home improvement working for a sleazy 50 year old man, who didn't pay my uncle well enough for the jobs he does. "I'm meeting up with Sarah, and we're going to the mall for a little while. I think she has to babysit her cousins or something like that at three, so we weren't gonna stay out too long."
Phil nodded and crossed his arms. "Did you need me to get you some cash or anything?" He asked, though he knew very well that I would never accept his money. I felt enough gratitude towards him and my aunt for taking me in after they'd just gotten married, I didn't want to burden them anymore than necessary.
I shook my head and got up from the table, grabbing my plate and silverware and placing it in the sink next to him. "No, I don't plan on buying anything. Sarah was just gonna try on some clothes for the concert at the stage this weekend." He didn't fight me on my decision, but I could see the slight relief in his shoulders. I pecked his cheek quickly before grabbing my purse on the back of my chair and walking towards the door, "See ya! Don't wait up!"
-Never know thy truth-
If there was one thing I found more irritating than shopping, it was going shopping with a shopaholic like Sarah's good friend Kyndra. When I'd reached the mall, sharp at 10 a.m might I add, that I found out that Sarah had brought along Kyndra, she'd explained to me that Kyndra and her had run by one another once Sarah had arrived. Being the kind person I knew Sarah was, she asked Kyndra to join us, making that planned trip a smorgasbord of clothes until noon without a break, and me starving because Sarah and I were planning on lunch by this time.
The two other females were giggling in the back dressing room, talking about Derek, Basketball star of the school. I wasn't interested too badly in sports players, especially Derek who acted like a jerk most of the time to me anyway. I liked the hard worker types, not jocks.
When they emerged I looked over Sarah's outfit. She wore a white sweater, similar to mine only without designs, and a light blue scarf. For pants, it was some skinny jeans that fit well into the black knee boots. I always thought Sarah was pretty, but this was absolutely gorgeous on her, especially with her light brown hair to the side. "Well, what do you think, Asariel?" I smiled at her, becoming a little brighter when she turned around to show me the back.
Kyndra was beside her, a long grey sweater on, white leggings on under that, and calf high grey boots. She was smiling at Sarah as well. "You look darn adorable, Sarah!" She exclaimed, doing a small dance and hugging Sarah. I nodded in agreement though I didn't speak.
"Thanks, Kyndra." Sarah pulled back from the hug and looked down at herself. Of all the people I thought who should be proud of how they looked, Sarah was it. But the girl before me never looked at herself as beautiful, or angelic. She thought she was normal, not like her smile could put a smile on anyone elses face. This was the girl that Sarah is. "Asariel?" I snapped from my moment in time and let my friend come back into focus. "I'm checking out, then well get lunch. Kyndra's meeting Laramie soon so she's gonna stay here for a little bit longer." I nodded and followed after her, but not before being nearly hugged to death by Kyndra before we could leave.
As we walked up to the counter I grabbed Sarah's sleeve, pulling lightly so that she'd look at me. "You look beautiful, Sarah..." I murmured, a soft smile on my face. Sarah stared for a moment, but smiled nonetheless and nodded. Whispering a thank you back when her bag was handed to her and we headed off to the food court.
We were sitting at a table near Taco Bell when I felt the pain in my abdomen. It was subtle at first, certain that it was just hunger pains from not being able to eat for so long. Eventually, however, I started to notice that it was a little different from the usual pains. "Are you feeling alright, Asariel?" Sarah asked me, having just finished her mexican pizza.
I glanced at my half eaten burrito and groaned. "I think I'm coming down with something, I'll try to ignore it." I grabbed the burrito and attempted to eat again, but stopped mid chew when another pain hit my abdomen. I felt the burrito taken from my hard gripped hands and looked up at Sarah who was throwing away our food. She returned and picked up her bags and mine.
"Come on, I'll walk you home." Sarah smiled, pulling me out of the metal chair and we walked for the exit. Sarah glidded across the floor, which I watched from my slightly hunched form beside her. It wasn't long until the nippy air of outside hit, and I was left shivering in the cold with Sarah as my only company. She talked mainly about the family plans that she had for winter break, probably in attempt to distract me from my pain. She asked me questioned me about my plans from time to time.
I explained to her that my Aunt, Uncle, and I were traveling my grandmothers. We were leaving tomorrow, and wouldn't back until after new years. I wished I wasn't going, my grandmother was good company, of course, but she always tried to get me to make some sort of disgusting stew with her. She was old, and probably didn't have many years left, which is why we've been going to her house every year, but there were times that I did enjoy, like her putting her old dentchures on grandpa's ear and yelling that he'd stolen them for earrings.
Sarah nodded, "So that means this will be the last I'll be seeing of you this break? I hope that you have a great time, Asariel. God bless you." I nodded.
"God bless you, Sarah." I replied back, and noticed for only that small moment that the pain was gone and I could finally stand up more. Her kind smile shifted for a moment and we stopped just in front of my house.
She looked at my house, seeming like she was considering staying for a little while, but felt rude asking. I opened my mouth to invite her in, but Sarah was already speaking, "Well, I'll see you in January, Asariel. I need to get ready for work." She waved and was gone before I had the chance to say goodbye as well.
I entered the house, but wasn't greeted as I took off my shoes. The vacant space that held the car keys told me that Phil had been called into work. I was home alone until Aunt Macy returned from work at 5. It was 1 o'clock now and I was still gripping my abdomen tight. Taking the stairs one at a time I made progress up them until I was able to slowly creep to my door. There I fell onto my bed and curled into a ball. I wanted to cry it hurt so bad, but I kept back the tears. I had worse cramps than this growing up as a girl, this wasn't anything compared to that.
Leting out slow, and steady breaths I tried anything to distract myself, from myself. I concentrated on a math problem we'd gotten during our test that I was sure I'd gotten wrong. Then I would skip on through my other subjects, like Chemistry, Trigonometry, English, Spanish, and my U.S. History. But when that wasn't working anymore I found myself thinking about what I'd need to pack to go to grandma's. If I needed anything from the store, such as Shampoo, Conditioner, some silly card that I'd have to get for a friend for a birthday.
I was doing good for about an hour when the urge to use the restroom became too strong. I uncurled, and brought my feet over the side. Before I could rise, I felt the worst pain in my life erupt throughout my entire body and I found myself sprint to the bathroom and vomiting up lunch and something that particularly looked like my kidney... But I wasn't going to check. Instead I rested forehead against the cool tile that covered the walls and gasped for air. My throat burned from the acid, and I got on shaky legs to the sink. I washed off my face and splashed some water, hopefully the nausea would pass soon and I could go about my day as usual.
It didn't seem that would happen because the full bod pain returned and I could feel myself collapsing on the floor. It was worse than before, and seemed to only be getting worse. I hadn't realized I'd been screaming till I felt my throat go hoarse and scratchy. I felt a sort of warmth soon encase me, and I closed my eyes. There was something bright all around me, though I was in too much pain to open my eyes and see what it was. Perhaps this is what happened to people when they died? This was the light to come and take me away into oblivion.
"You... You saw that too didn't you, Sammy?" Dean asked his brother, though really keeping his eyes on the 17 year old girl that had just flashed before them in the middle of the abandoned warehouse that they'd been battling in. Upon the girls arrival all the demons had been vaporized and were only cinders on the walls. Sam had been fighting some demons in the other room when he'd ran in, intending to help Dean fight off the other demons with the blade and witnessed the scene before them.
Sam ran a hand through his hair and nodded, "Yeah, I saw that. Man..." He spoke out breathily and looked at the wall that had the outlines of the demons. He sniffed just barely, but the charred bits were invading his nose and making him crinkle his nose. "What is she?" Sam asked his brother, opting to go over to the girl and checking to make sure that she was okay.
"I don't know. Maybe she's an Angel like Cas. He does all that light crap, destroying demons with a single touch thing." Dean then proceeded to grab items that were strewn around the room; A dagger, their dad's journal, another older book, and a rifle. Placing all of those items back in a duffle bag Dean glanced back at Sam, who had managed to pick up the girl bridal style. "Sammy... What are you doing?"
Sam, for the most part, ignored Dean and walked on out of the warehouse to put the girl in the back seat of the Impala. Shaking his head Dean followed after him and put the bag in the trunk. When he hopped into the drivers seat Sam sighed and looked at his brother. Dean kept staring forward, but started the car and soon they were off.
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