Chapter 9
CPOV
In all seriousness I had no idea where I was going, I just knew I needed to get out of there. I opened the first door I saw and locked it, curling my new petite vessel in a ball. I didn't want to lose Dean again, not ever; not even thinking about Sam or where the hell I was at the moment, just remembering the sharp pain of my side and Dean telling me to fight. I didn't even fight, I just let go. I took off my heels and pulled my sandy hair out of my face, looking at my face. I didn't even realize that I was crying, my old eye makeup that I couldn't clean up ran down to my cheeks. My eyes were the same, but bright red rims surrounded them making me look splotchy and unattractive. Other than that I looked fine, my vessel became more familiar to me and so did everything else. I looked at my eye makeup again and something flashed in my mind.
No one understands; I don't know how to deal with him, with me or with anything right now. My face was slightly younger; I had dark under my eyes and black tears running down my face, like I've just had moments ago. "CAS", Bree's voice yelled, it was a little higher. She couldn't get to me I locked the door. I looked in the shower, looking for my relief that helped me deal with this. I grabbed my pink razor and just let go, crying in grief of my situation. I didn't realize what happened till after; making me hit the tile floor. "CAS", the door slammed open and everything blacked out. I smiled slightly to myself, I was free. I was free from this life, from him. Even when I felt so warm, coldness was sucked was sucked in my bones. "No, no, no. Cas! Cas", Bree's voice slowly faded away from me.
"Cas, Cas", Dean screamed and I looked up. Dean was standing there looking scared and worried; his eyes showed that he was also shocked along with the scattering emotions on his face. The door was most likely kicked open by Dean, Sam was on the outskirts of all of this looking at me in hurt. I was shaking; the cold tile of the motel bathroom was on my bare feet and on my tight jeans, like when this awful vision made me sink down onto the floor. I don't know where my control was lost but I just started crying, staying in the place I've been for too long. Dean sunk down with his brother, looking like he had no idea what the hell to do. Sam just comforted, hugging me lovingly. Dean growled slightly and I laughed, whipping my eyes and tried to get up. "Let's go to a party".
DPOV
I watched her slam the door and lock it, making me want to laugh; we could open that door in seconds. Sam hit me on the shoulder, making turn toward him in defense. "Don't you dare laugh at her", he growled and I looked up at him in surprise. I laughed slightly and popped my neck "What she your girlfriend Bitch?" I mocked him and he hit me again. "No, because you are too protective of her Jerk, but I do care about Castiel", he said and I immediately calmed down. "Dean, I still sense there is something wrong with her", Sammy whispered watching the door warily. I just shrugged; I didn't really notice anything except for Cas being Cas. From outside the bathroom door, I heard a slight sniffed, followed by a few breathy gasps. "God Dammit Dean, you made the girl cry", Sam yelled punching me. "Hey", I yelled back, taking a few steps backward "I was just trying to keep her safe. You want her dead fine! But I love her". I swung at him and he blocked it, narrowly missing my jaw. The slight breathy gasp turned into a whimper and then a scream. "Cas", we screamed and ran to the door. "Castiel! Castiel, are you ok", Sammy asked trying to turn the door. I gave him a lock pick and anxiously grabbed a random gun that was closest to me. "Dean it won't work", he said and I threw him the gun. "Cas. Back away from the door", I said and backed up. I kicked the door in and braced myself for anything. I looked around the room, no signs of anything tormenting her. I looked for her and there she was, crumbled in the right corner near the mirror and sink. Her eyes were clouded and her mascara ran down her cheeks. Her hair was falling out of her pony-tail and her high heels were thrown about somewhere. "Cas. Cas", I screamed and tried to snap her out of it. I heard Sam's gun clatter and saw Castiel's eyes clear. She was shaking and scanned the room, us, even herself. She didn't know where she was or how she got on the floor. She started crying again in uncontrollable amounts, as if she had been holding it all in. I crouched down and Sam did too, not knowing what to do. Sam just reached out and soothed her, hugging her. I growled, not remembering our talk, and that made her laugh. She wiped her eyes and looked at the both of us. " Let's go to a party".
Author's Note
Hey guys, again sorry for the late updates from my story. Hopefully this longer chapter will make it up. In the next chapter we meet Bree and a new character. P.s all the new characters so far will not be in the Supernatural series, but you never know I could be persuaded. Thank-you for reading. ~Alexis