A/N: This story will be told in drabble form. It is based on some comics I created not too long ago.
Castiel Interferes
"He lied."
It's the first thing she has said since he disappeared all those days ago. As confused as she feels about her life right now, she's certain of this. She's been abandoned again and she wants to scream—why? Why bring her back to life to make her endure this?
And suddenly all of that pain, every shard of her broken self is channeled into one emotion—anger. She tears the quilt and the sheets off the bed with clawed fingers. A chunk of wall gives as the bedside lamp crashes into it. There's triumph in that splinter of wall and the broken glass littering the floor.
In the darkness, she wonders if she came back wrong.
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