Bite Me (Part 14)
Characters: Reader, Sam, Dean (…a pairing is approaching…I know I’ve said this for a few chapters now…Slow burn, guys.)
Warnings: slight angst (self shaming), mild language
Overview: You were raised in the hunter life. You fell out of it. It wasn’t your choice to get pulled back in.
Word Count: 1,339
A/N: This is the fourteenth installment in my first ever fanfic. Time for a plot twist! Thank you @wheresthekillswitch and @hannahindie for commentating and fangirling with me (as always). These words, like everything else I write, are for me. Feel free to join me in the adventure.
On the fourth anniversary of Uncle Jay’s death, I took off from work early and found myself curled up in my bed, staring at an empty web browser. I didn’t remember much about the drive home, just that I’d made it miraculously in one piece with a spaced out mind. My hands hovered above the keyboard, fingers twitching as my brain debated whether to proceed with the thoughts that had been plaguing my mind all day. Arlo, feeling my stress, snuggled closer against my legs and rested his head on my calf.