Right by Your Side
A/N: This was written for @girl-next-door-writes‘s 500th Celebration. My song was “Suddenly Seymour" from Little Shop of Horrors. Thank you for creating the writing challenge, this was a great deal of fun to participate in!
Summary: After leaving an abusive relationship, the reader flees to the bunker and stumbles into the arms of the man she’s in love with.
Pairing: Castiel x Reader
Word Count: 1236
Warnings: Mention of domestic abuse, some injuries (bruises mostly), some self-loathing.
After another session of beaten black and blue by your boyfriend, you swore it was the last time you let him put his hands on you. This round had been one of the worst. Your injuries weren’t exclusive to underneath your clothes, or from sex; bruises covered your limbs, and face, swirling a mystic purple around your eye. But what had made this time different was the sudden change in your boyfriend’s character. Generally, you could tell when he was becoming angry and could often narrowly avoid it. This time had been a switch. Before you knew it, he’d knocked you into the ground, roughhousing you as your cried out against your will.
The tears had run dry by the time you approached the bunker. Hopeful of the idea that Dean and Sam were gone on a hunt for the evening, allowing you a night without questions, and a time frame in the morning to search for a hunt before dodging out.
“Sam? Dean?” You called out the moment you unlocked the bunker door, searching for the boys.
“It’s just me.” You always recognized the husky voice that came from Castiel’s vessel.