Daddy issues suck

Song: Migraine - Twenty one pilots

I squinted my eyes open slowly. Blackness. What do you know, I'm still blind. Well, now that we've got the outta the way, where am I?

Slowly the memories came back. John Winchester, that bastard. I tried sitting up but my head throbbed, making me groan.

"Cas?" Someone gripped my hand. Dean.

"Yeah?"

"Oh sweet Jesus, you're awake! I gotta get mom." He exclaimed, gripping my middle tightly, trapping me in a hug.

"Wait a second, what happened, explain first." I said, voice still shaky, pulling him off of me. He was sitting beside me, gripping my hand and rubbing his thumb over the back of it.

"Well, my father," he paused, obviously angry upon mentioning his father. "Hit you, hard, you hit your head on the door, and got knocked unconscious. You're in the hospital, mom's outside, your parents are on there way from Gabe's appointment." He explained, I nodded at him in understanding.

"What happened, after I passed out I mean."

"Oh, Sam called the police while I was yelling my father, he's been arrested, thank God. He won't be out for a long time, don't worry." He sighed, squeezing my hand. I nodded.

"Are you okay?" I asked, fearfully. Considering he was sitting beside me instead in a hospital bed I figured he was fine physically, but emotionally, I wasn't sure, and it bothered me.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm okay. I'm gonna let mom know you're awake now." He sighed, leaving me with a kiss on the cheek and slipping out the door.

I sighed, frustrated. Why wouldn't he just tell the fucking truth? I knew he was hurting but why wouldn't he just talk to me goddammit! Winchester's were confusing creatures.

Suddenly, the door slid open loudly. "Caaaaasssssiiiiieeeee!" Sam. Figures. The small boy ran across the room and jumped into the bed, hugging me. "You're awake! I'm glad. I like it when you're awake! Wanna play dinosaurs? Gabe loves dinosaurs! Do you love dinosaurs too? I like puzzles. And ice cream. And pizza, Gabe loves pizza. Do you?" He rambled, voice excited and loud, very unlike his usual quiet self.

"Whoa there tiger, slow down!" I laughed, pulling him from my middle and rolling my eyes.

"Stop it Sam, give him some space little dude." Mary said warmly, pulling him off of me entirely.

"But mommy!" He whined, probably making a very cute pouty face or something.

"Go ask Dean to get you some jello." I heard a gasp from Sam. He shuffled excitedly on his feet.

"Jello, really?!"

"Yes really, go tell your brother I said it was fine." Mary replied, happily. Sam squealed, surprising me and making me jump.

"Dean get me jeeeeellllloooooo!" He screamed running out of the room.

"Who gave him crazy pills?" I laughed, ignoring the ever growing pain in my head. Mary laughed, clear and beautiful, she had a nice laugh.

"Yeah, I think he's just wound up after today's excitement."

"It's kinda funny." I smiled, running a hand through my hair. She scoffed in agreement, then went quiet.

"I'm sorry you got caught up in this kid." She sighed, sitting herself down beside me. I shook my head, waving a hand dismissively.

"It's okay, I'll be fine."

"I have no doubt you will be but that doesn't change the fact that I'm so sorry. I thought I'd left that part of my life behind me, forever, but things have a way of coming back and biting you in the ass, don't they?" She sighed. I leaned over and reached out for her, finding her shoulders and hugging her tightly.

"It's okay. I mean it. Don't worry about me, worry about Dean. This hit him harder than he's leading on. I'll help as much as I can but he needs your support." I sighed, pulling back and laying my head on the pillow. "His dad did some serious emotional damage." She grunted sadly in agreement.

"You know, for an almost sixteen year old you're pretty smart, kiddo." She said sincerely, ruffling my undoubtedly messy hair. "Now get some rest before your family gets back, I have a feeling it's gonna be a crazy couple of days." She said as I yawned.

"Yeah okay. Could you ask a nurse for ibuprofen or something? My head's killing me." I asked, pulling my blankets up.

"Sure, give me a sec." She replied, kissing my forehead before exiting the room quietly, flicking off the lights. I closed my eyes upon hearing the lights flick off. Something told me this wasn't the end of John Winchester.

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