Chapter 10- Hunted:
Charlie:
After the talent show (which I won), I met a guy named Oscar- who was really fancy and really nice. He was a judge and student from another school. Though, when he tried working his 'charm' on me….let's just say it wasn't a pretty sight since Castiel was beside me.
Either way, when I got back to the hotel room- Dean and Sam were pissed…then they were okay. They understood that for once, I was a grown woman. Not only that, but I was a hunter.
That night, Dean, Sam and I led an investigation after school. No one was there- we were sure that the witches may strike. The whole time though my mind was somewhere else- Castiel usually would call me or text me but he didn't. We split up. I would check the basement and they would check the second floor.
"AHHH!"
I ran towards the screaming and my eyes narrowed. There were witches. A symbol was written in human blood on the ground. Chained to the wall were Lysander…and Castiel. Lysander had his shirt off and Castiel was naked (don't stare, don't stare, don't stare). I didn't stare at...that... I did stare at his face and chest- both covered with bruises, cuts, and blood.
I looked to the witches and held my gun tight.
"Leave them alone!"
"Charlie," Castiel coughed, "no! Don't," he coughed, "don't hurt her!"
One witch smiled,
"We only need men in the sacrifice. Woman that see us, are just killed."
The whole thing practically screamed orgy but there was no time for humor. Castiel struggled against the chains. I narrowed my eyes and got my gun ready.
"Go to hell, bitch."
***
In the end, we won. There was a demon lose in the school, but the witches were taken care of. Dean and Sam were going to stay at the school to search, but I was to take Castiel and Lysander to the motel so they were safe. Somehow, Castiel ended up spending the night at the motel. If anything, it was because he was hurt and a target. Besides, it's not like he had anyone he had to check with. Lysander didn't have major injuries, but he stayed as well. We needed to keep everyone safe. Dean hated it, but I got to sleep with a shirtless Castiel last night so I didn't mind at all. He was only shirtless because Dean had extra pair of pants in the trunk to give to him (he said it was for emergencies). Still, the thought he had nothing on underneath- meow.
Eventually, my 'brothers' came home. Dean and Sam slept in the other bedroom (theirs), and Lys slept on the couch. Castiel was already resting in my bedroom, on my bed.
"I can sleep on the floor," I insisted.
"No way, you saved my life and this is your bed. You're sleeping up here; I'll sleep on the floor."
I scowled.
"You can't sleep on the floor, you're injured."
"Fine," he smirked, "Guess we're both on the bed."
I glared mildly at him.
"Fine, but if you try anything, remember….I am a hunter and I have several knives on me."
He paled a bit and nodded slowly.
"Got it."
"Now, I just need to shower and change."
His jaw dropped and I rolled my eyes.
"Come on, you didn't think that I was going to sleep in my bloodied clothes did you?"
I ignored his sputtering made my way to the restroom. The nice part about this motel, is that it was nice. I mean, we got two bedrooms, a living room, small kitchen, and a jointed bathroom. I made sure that door leading to Sam and Dean's bedroom was locked and I kept the door to my bedroom open. It's not like he could see in.
"Charlie, why don't you close the door?"
"You're hurt, in pain, and injured. I'm your nurse. Do you think I'm gonna leave you alone?"
"Touché."
I showered quickly with the shower door closed, of course. I dried in the shower when I turned the water off. I changed into my PJs, which was a pair of black sweat short-shorts, and a low-cut comfortable black tank. I put my old clothes in the washer nearby, unlocked the door to Sam and Dean's bedroom and went back into my bedroom. I closed the restroom door behind me.
"There, now goodnight."
Castiel was on his back on the left side of the bed so I slipped in on the right side.
I think the funnies part was when Dean found us in the night. We were still asleep, but he took pictures. It was funny, but I swear I'm gonna destroy all the pie in the world.
Unluckily, we also had school today. Castiel had to borrow one of Dean's shirts because Castiel refused to wear one of Sam's nerdy shirts. His words, not mine…even if I agree.
I really liked him. We were together, but…he's a normal guy, and I'm a hunter. He's a musician, and I may sing, but I'm a hunter who sings. We were going to be late for school though, since Dean and Sam had walked to the dollar shop to see if they get more medical equipment.
"We're going to be late," Castiel groaned, dressed in his normal attire minus his jacket and with Dean's muscle tight black shirt.
"No we aren't."
Lys raised an eyebrow and I held up Dean's keys. I jacked them.
"To the Impala."
Castiel loved the Impala. We made it to school in record time, and by that I mean, I drove way faster than humanly possible. Dean always forbidden me to drive the Impala because of it.
"Are we dead yet," Castiel said with a shocked paled face.
"We made it, so don't complain," I snapped.
It was after school, already. The school thinks that Castiel and I plan on running away together and Lysander is our third guy- Rumors can get really out of hand. Currently, I was in the cafeteria, planning to go and try to infiltrate the witches' cult- after all, the demon survived along with two out of the used to be seven witches. Sam and Dean said they would be here soon- sooner if I hadn't taken the Impala, but whatever. We needed to get this thing done.
Castiel wouldn't leave me; he said that he had a bone to pick with these witches. Lysander wants to help. Unluckily, they corned me in the cafeteria. I don't know why everyone else was there.
"Okay," Kim said, "What is the deal?"
I looked around. There was Rosa, Kim, Amber, Nathaniel, Armin, a guy named Kentin, and everyone was there. All of them wanted answers. I threw up my hands in frustration.
"What do you mean?"
"We mean," Melody said gently, "it's getting very odd. There are deaths, you show up with your two brothers, more deaths, but you keep asking everyone about it."
"Not to mention you keep clingy to Castiel," Amber pointed out like the brat she is. I can't stand her.
Both Castiel and I scowled and crossed our arms. Lysander raised an eyebrow. Nathaniel looked a bit uncomfortable.
"Look," I said, "I don't have time for this. Everyone needs to clear out. Now."
It was true. I didn't have time for this. We needed to get the hunt done. The witches hunted whoever was left after school for their sacrifices, plus Castiel, Lys, and I were their 'escaped prey.' They wouldn't leave us alone if they knew we were there- and I'm sure they know. These people could get hurt. I patted my jacket out of habit, feeling that I still had my gun, knives, salt, and holy water. It gave me comfort.
"Who made you the boss," Charlotte sneered.
I groaned.
"Look, there's gonna be trouble if-"
"I'm afraid that Ms. Vixen is correct. There will be trouble. All of you need to get home now!"
We turned and there was the principal. She looked mad and crazy.
"Well, Christo."
Her eyes turned black. Shit.
