I don't know anything you recognise.
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The next few chapters may be placed back into Hannah's POV. XX

"You took my hand.
You showed me how.

You promised me you'll be around.
Uh huh.
That's right.

I took your words and I believed.
In everything you said to me.
Uh huh.
That's right.
If someone said three years from now.
You'd be long gone.
I'd stand up and punched them out.

'Cause they're all wrong.
I know.
better.
'Cause you said forever.
And Ever.

Who knew…"

Who knew- Pink.

The pain was unbearable.
I could feel the blood seeping out of my skin as I hanged loosely on the metal rack. Chains and hooks pulling at my flesh.
The anger in her eyes was too much I could never look at them.

How her green eyes twinkled with pleasure everytime she sliced that blade deeper and deeper into my skin.

She would place the blade into my stomach and tear at it slowly, reaching inside the wound to rip my insides. I could feel every movement. I couldn't black out of it. I couldn't fall unconscious.

Hell wouldn't let me.

Eighty years I've been here for. Eight months I've been gone for up there.

The flames licked at my skin. "How's that feeling for you sister?" She hissed out my position as she grabbed a syringe filled with acid and placed in into my arm.

I let out a hiss of pain "Bella. Please don't do this…I'm your sister" I begged her.

Annabella's face lit up into a smile as she pressed the needle down to inject the liquid.

A burning sensation filled my veins.
"Well that was an overwhelming sense of de ja vu. Do you remember me begging you not to shoot me? But you did anyways. Did you know that when you get shot, before you die, you actually feel the bullet going through your brain? I didn't until now…." Annabella continued to fill my veins up with an unknown substance.

I fought back a scream; I couldn't bear to let her know I'm feeling like this. I feel like I deserve it; after all, I'm the one who made her into this "Please Bella…" I let two silent tears fall down my cheeks as I beg my younger sister to stop "…Please…" My voice was barely a whisper.

Annabella moved her hand over to my face and squeezed my cheeks together "I've been down here for years and years Hannah. Suffering at the hands of demons and your b-f-fucking-f. Dean Winchester" She spat out his name as if it was venom "Why do you think you're so special that you'll get saved? Why are you the one who gets to fall in love with an angel? Why do you get to live your life while I'm down here being tortured" Annabella's eyes turned a black colour "You created this. Created what I've become!" She screamed at me.

My eyes shoot open as I expect another day of pain and torture.
Instead I find myself in a small room. Lying on a single bed; my clothes are no longer torn, the scars from hell are no longer there.
"What the hell?" I whisper to myself.

"Not hell. Heaven" A voice from the corner of the room made me spin my head to face it. It wasn't Castiel; it wasn't Zachariah. Nor Gabriel.
It was "Raphael" I stated knowingly. Slowly sitting up "You…I was….Annabella" I stuttered, sliding my legs over the edge of the bed and stood up.

"Hannah. You've been saved by me because I need your help" Raphael walked closer and closer to me; until he finally stood in front of me. His tall frame looming over mine.
I shook my head; there is no way I'm helping the angels. Not after what I've seen them do. What I saw Uriel do "Go to Hell" I crossed my arms over my chest and walked over to the window. Small water droplets fell onto the window.
"I can just send you back to your sister. And you'll never see that angel of yours. Ever again"
And honestly, that's all that I wanted right there.

I looked down at my pink converses and the holes which occupied them "What do you want me to do?" I said quietly.
Raphael loomed over me "Get Sam Winchester to say yes to Lucifer. Fail this and I'll send you back down there myself" And he was gone before I could blink.

I pulled out my cell phone from my back pocket and dialed Dean's number. Maybe they were close by and could find me.
"Dean. It's Hannah….I need your help"