TFW x Reader

"Dean I could take on a group of demons by myself! What makes you think that I cant do a simple salt and burn?"

"Because I said you cant, you got injured on your last hunt, and I dont want it to happen again!"

"Dean I only got stabbed because I let myself get stabbed!"

"You yourself?"

"Yes, he didnt have a knife on him that could harm me!"

"Y/n you could barely stand for two days, you do remeber that you are half right?"

"You know what! Whatever! I wouldnt mind a nice and peaceful week to myself in the bunker anyways!"

With that you walked away from Dean, not wanting to anger him anymore. Sure Dean was your brother, and you cared for him, but sometimes he could be one big douchbag. Sam on the other hand. Sam was always kind to you, and always took your side. Dean always seemed to have a grudge on you, and you thought it was because you were half demon, but according to Sam, Dean didnt like how stubborn you were. You highly doubted that.

You locked yourself into you room and slouched on a nearby leather chair. You were obsessed with books and writing. Your room looked like a library, every wall covered in shelves filled with books. You grabbed a book you were in the middle of reading and resumed. While you were reading, you found something that sparked your interest. The book was about a girl that would turn into a dragon whenever she was mad, and you got a story idea to write about a teenage girl who would turn into a demon whenever mad, and her brother would have to stop it.

You pulled out one of your many notebooks and found a blank page, and immediately started writing. You started off making it so the girl lived a normal hunting life, and was always calm about everything, she had never seemed to be mad. Then one day the girls brother, her closest friend, was kidnapped, and she got so mad, her eyes turned fully black, and she could exorcise demons with a flick of her wrist. The brother had witnessed the girls transformation and was terrified, then vowed to fix her to stop becoming the monster she had become. He tried to fix her. That all brothers try to do. Is fix their little sisters so their not a monster anymore. Anything that has to do with a demon is a monster, and has to be killed or fixed. Why couldnt he just accept the way you were? Why couldnt he just love you and ignore the fact that you were part demon? It wasnt like you chose this life! Why couldnt you be accepted!? Why!? Why!? Wh-

You stopped everything. You breathed slowly to calm yourself down, and when you were calm, you looked down to see everything you had just thought written on the peice of paper. And a broken pencil in your hand. You threw the pencil at the wall and tore out the page in the notebook, throwing it away. You opened your door to the hallway and slammed it shut behind you with your mind, you were furious at your brother, who, unlike Sam, couldnt just accept who you were.

You stormed into Deans room to find he wasnt there, and you kept looking around the room until your eyes fell onto another pair of eyes. Dark red ones. Your eyes were fully red, and you had tear marks all over your cheeks. You looked horrible, almost terrifying, like a monster. You were a monster, you were a monster and there wasnt anything you could do about it. You fell to your knees and started crying into your hands, why did it have to be this way? Why did you have to be a monster, because thats who you were. A monster.