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Castiel
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“You need to keep it together,” I hear Mom say as I walk inside the room. She is standing in front of the mirror, wiping away her tears, and I walk up to her and hug her. We linger in the embrace for a while before she whispers we have to go and we pull back. We walk out of the room, and she heads to Veil’s room to get her while I check on Callie.
It’s day four since her sister’s passing, and she’s barely hanging on. But she knows she has to keep it together for Veil, so she’s keeping on, even though it’s clear in her eyes that half the time she doesn’t even hear herself speak or know where she is or what she’s doing.
None of us have been able to clear the gory images out of our thoughts—none of us have been able to sleep, eat, or do anything. We are
