4th of July
Pairing: Jensen x Daneel, Reader x best friend!Hayley (OC), Miles (OC)
Word count: 1,142
Warnings: Mentions of blood
Part 8 of Letters From the Dead
This has likely been our little girl’s worst birthday. First, she was sent home sick. Turns out she had the flu. It sucked to see her sick, but it’s something manageable. Not done. Next, she slammed her finger in the door, and didn’t want to hold still to let me get a good look at it. That night? Falls out of bed, bumps her head on her nightstand.
Let’s just say, I’m considering a plastic bubble at this point.
Day by day, things got easier. You didn’t miss your mom or Rick any less, but you felt like you weren’t an outsider anymore. You smiled more, and cried less. Jensen was gone a lot, as well, which you understood. He did take you with him for a couple cons, trying to get you used to the other members of the cast. For the most part, you would watch from the side, sit in the back, or a few times, you were in the crowd. It was strange when people recognized you, but you dealt with it.
All your accounts had been put on private, keeping only family and friends on there. You saw no reason that you, a 14 year old girl, should be open to the public like that. Your father was the star- not you. More and more pictures of you with JJ popped up on your Instagram, and soon, with you and the twins.
When Jensen was gone, you tried to help. You were a bit awkward and unsure at first, but she was patient with you. It got a bit hectic when Gen would bring the kids over, making you feel like a small army was invading, but they were good kids.
Before you knew it, July hit. You were standing outside, all but dancing. Your ponytail swung as you moved and you were biting your lip. Your best friend and her family were coming to spend a few days. They would be there to celebrate the fourth with you, and you felt like it had been ages since you’d seen them.