"I feel so uncomfortable here." I said as we walked into Crowley's huge house.

"You look great!" Cindy assured me.

"Not what I mean. I know I look great." I had curled my hair and kept my usual smokey eye and red lip makeup. I was wearing a tight black strapless dress that went down to mid thigh and eight inch black heels. I looked hot.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Azazel standing with two red solo cups in his hand. "Beer?" he questioned.

I shook my head and made my way to the kitchen with him following me, "first rule of not getting date raped:" I grabbed a bottle of beer out of the fridge. "Always get your own drink." he gave me a you-don't-trust-me? look. "I've only met you today and men are pigs."

"Says the ones with two dads." I knew he was joking but that's not okay.

"Say one more God damned thing about my dads and I'll rip your throat out."

He held his hands up as if trying to calm down a wild animal. I guess I could be considered as such. "That's not what I meant. I swear..." When I didn't attack him, he seemed to relax. "Do... do you want to dance?" his little timid voice was so cute I couldn't help but smile.

I downed the rest of my beer and pulled him out to the make-shift dance floor. After dancing for a few songs we made our way back to the kitchen for another drink. I grabbed myself a beer and held one out to him.

He shook his head, "I'd rather not get shitfaced tonight. I'm driving myself home."

"Sounds like you have a good head on your shoulders." I laughed and took a large swig of my beer.

He laughed at me, "you drink beer like a man. It's pretty impressive."

Before I could say the smart ass response I had I heard a voice that made me sick behind me.

"Well, how is she supposed to know how to be a girl with two faggot daddies?"

I turned around and there he stood. None other than dick faced Crowley. "Oh, c'mon, Crowley. Can we not make a scene." Azazel tried to help but I was already seeing red.

"She made a scene coming here. How are the faggots anyway? my dad does not send his regards."

"Their doing great. Both have amazing jobs and an amazing daughter. Life couldn't get better." I said with a smile that didn't reach my eyes.

"It could definitely get better. If they weren't both going to hell." I wanted to punch that smirk of his damned face.

"Shut your whore mouth! My parents are more religious than anyone I've ever met. They're a hell of a lot better than your shit dad!"

"Too bad they can't raise a kid." I went to lunge at Crowley but I felt Azazel's hand on my wrist. Strong enough to hold me in place but loose enough to make sure not to hurt me.

"Really? you want to fucking go there? because my two gay dads did a better job raising me than your straight parents did. I know not to judge someone for something that isn't my business."

"Oh, they did such a fantastic job?" Crowley gave a sharp laugh. "You're the little gaybie that doesn't know whether she's a fag or not."

"Oh, I know what I am. I just choose not to throw it around like you damned breeders." I linked my fingers through Azazel's and turned to leave. Not wanting to cause a scene.

But of course Crowley had to get the last word in. "Why do you guys pray every night before dinner? it's not like God is listening to your fag family. But He'll be listening when all three of you burn in hell. And He will enjoy hearing your screams."

And the same time I thought, that's it, I felt Azazel let go of me and let me attack the cock munch.

I felt my fist make hard contact with his face. Once, twice, three times. Before I pulled back. They were amazing punches and I knew I would have to thank Dean for that training. As I looked down at Crowley, who was now on the floor, I saw blood gushing from his nose and I knew I broke it. Score: Winchester-1 Crowley-0.

"Get the fuck out," he cried.

"Peace!" I held up a peace sign that I turned into just flipping him off as I left.

Now time to call Dean. Since I know he wouldn't ask any questions.

***

I stormed up to my room and slammed the door. I grabbed my iPhone and placed it on the speaker and played it as loud as it could go.

So what?

You don't agree with the things that I do

And you always accuse me

I can never ever be a perfect fucking image of what you want and nobody can ever live forever

Get over it

I'm ready now

I laid face down on my bed and felt hot, angry tears seep from my eyes. That was one of the things I hated about myself; I cry when I'm angry.

Six, six, six.

"Party with the devil, bitch." Cas sang along as he walked into my room with two mugs of what I guessed was hot chocolate.

"I had to do that today." I sat up and reached for my mug.

"Party with the devil? what happened, hun?" I explained everything about Azazel and what Crowley had said. "Angel, not everyone is going to like us. A lot of people will voice their opinions and some may be quite harsh. But you can't take it to heart. You just need to know that we love each other and we love you. More than anything in the world." he kissed my forehead.

"I do know that. But it's so unfair! Crowley is such a shit person but he thinks he's so much better just because he likes vagina. I don't get it. What's the big deal about sexuality? some people like cock and some people like pussy. Parents don't disown their kids for being a dog person!"

"It's a messed up world. But you're a very smart girl and I know you'll go far." he ruffled my hair and walked out.

I switched the song to one my parents used to sing to me as a kid and felt myself drift into sleep.

Your baby blues

So full of wonder

Your curly cues

Your contagious smile

And as i watch

You start to grow up

All I can do

is hold you tight

Knowing clouds will rage in

Storms will race in

But you will be safe in my arms

Rains will pour down

Waves will crash around

But you will be safe in my arms

Story books are full of fairy tales

Of kings and queens and the bluest skies

My heart is torn just in knowing

You'll someday see the truth from lies

When the clouds will rage in

Storms will race in

But you will be safe in my arms

Rains will pour down

Waves will crash around

But you will be safe in my arms

Castles - they might crumble

Dreams may not come true

But you are never all alone

'Cause I will always,

Always love you

Hey I,

Hey I,

When the clouds will rage in

Storms will race in

But you will be safe in my arms

Rains will pour down

Waves will crash around

But you will be safe in my arms, in my arms