For an hour, she stood there, waiting for a sign. Anything. In this grand scheme of angels and demons, of Gods and devils, there had to be something. She believed, more than she ever had before in her life. So why now? Why would God reveal himself to her now of all times, just to rip away the one person that brought her closer? Why would he take Castiel away? Was it punishment? She believed in God, but she believed he was loving, not vengeful. After everything Castiel'd done, he'd suffered enough. More than enough. Why rip him apart like that? Where was the justice? Where was her justice?
Where was her sign? Please. She just needed... she just needed something. She just needed to know that all of the pain wasn't for nothing. There had to be a point to it all. She couldn't... she couldn't be alone. Not like this. Not after everything. Not after how much of her heart she'd given away.
She stared at the ocean, the waves lapping onto the shore, stared at it pleadingly. Just a sign. Just anything Just anything.
Something wet streaked down her cheek. Wet and cold. Her eyes flicked to the sky. Had it been cloudy a moment ago? Didn't matter. It was, now. It began to rain.
Not just rain.
It began to pour.
She ran, stumbling through the sand, then pavement, feet smacking hard against it. Somewhere, there was lightning. Holy god, was it storming, and all feeling of safety was sucked out by the torrential downpour of icy rain and flashing lights. She stumbled up the stairs to her apartment, tugged the door open, and slammed it closed behind her, pressing her back against it.
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Where was her sign? Please. She just needed... she just needed something. She just needed to know that all of the pain wasn't for nothing. There had to be a point to it all. She couldn't... she couldn't be alone. Not like this. Not after everything. Not after how much of her heart she'd given away.
She stared at the ocean, the waves lapping onto the shore, stared at it pleadingly. Just a sign. Just anything Just anything.
Something wet streaked down her cheek. Wet and cold. Her eyes flicked to the sky. Had it been cloudy a moment ago? Didn't matter. It was, now. It began to rain.
Not just rain.
It began to pour.
She ran, stumbling through the sand, then pavement, feet smacking hard against it. Somewhere, there was lightning. Holy god, was it storming, and all feeling of safety was sucked out by the torrential downpour of icy rain and flashing lights. She stumbled up the stairs to her apartment, tugged the door open, and slammed it closed behind her, pressing her back against it.