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Jack --- High/Request

Requested by Andrea from the profile @Icyrunitup

Warnings: Drugs, panic attacks, death, murder, separation anxiety

A/N: If you have separation anxiety, or any other form of anxiety, and you want to talk about it, I'm here for you.

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I was at my friend Garrett's house. He asked me to come hang out, and I gladly agreed. And he was trying to get me to try shrooms  at the moment. "Come one, Andrea. One, just try one." He said while waving a mushroom in my face. "Why do you want me to eat it?" I asked. "Because it's the best experience in your life." He said, dragging out the e.

"Okay." I chuckled and grabbed it out of his hand. I bit off the cap and started chewing. After about 20 minutes, the effects started kicking in. I was seeing weird things all over the place, and Garrett kept edging me on to take more.

After about 2 hours, I was so high I couldn't function right. My vocabulary was thrown out the window and I couldn't take 2 steps without falling down. Around 1 o'clock, Garrrett decided that it was enough and took me home.

Garrett helped me into my house and left me on my own. I called out for my parents, but no answer came. Realizing that they're probably in bed, I clumsily walked up the stairs. After tripping and nearly falling off the stairs a few times, I got to the top and stumbled towards my parents bedroom.

I opened the door a bit and peeked in. "Mum? Dad?" I grumbled, but no response. I flicked on the light and saw that no one was inside the room. I called out again, but again, no response.

A unnerving feeling started to rise in my stomach. I started walking around the house again, but faster, which resulted into me falling flat on my face a few times. After I searched every room in the house, a full blown panic attack kicked in. I sunk to the floor and started to cry, which sounded like strange gurgles.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and searched for my best friend's name. I stopped scrolling when I saw the contact name 'Jack <3' and pressed call. I was madly in love with Jack, but he obviously didn't know that. Jack was just so nice and innocent, how can you not like him?

The phone rang 3 times and then his voice came from the other side of the line. "Hello?" His sweet voice asked. After hearing that simple word, I broke down again. "Jack, please come get me. I'm scared." I said, but I sounded more like a drunk guy who couldn't talk right.

"Andrea?" Jack's voice asked. I nodded and hummed, but it sounded more like a growl. "Jack, I'm scared." I repeated, but again, it sounded like nothing. On the other side of the line, Jack started to grow worried. Something was wrong with his friend, but he didn't know what.

  His worried expression got the attention of his caretakers. "Jack, who is it?" Sam asked. Jack looked at him and pulled his phone from his ear slightly. "It's Andrea, but something's wrong. She can't talk normal." He said. "I should get her." Jack stated.

"No, Jack. She can't know that you're a Nephilim." Castiel said, who had just walked in. "But she's all alone and scared." He protested. The whimpering that came through the phone's speaker broke him, and he flew over to Andrea's house.

"Andrea." Jack said as he had landed in front of my weeping form. I looked up from the ground and at him. "How did you-" I started, but got cut off by 2 of his fingers pressing on my forehead. A breeze brushed past us, and we were now standing in the middle of Jack's home.

"How did you do that?" I asked confused, but it came out as a string of random noises. Jack kneeled in front of me and his friends surrounded the 2 of us. "Jack." I heard someone say. Jack turned his head towards Sam, and Sam mention for him to follow him. Jack got up and when I realised he was going to leave me, I started to panic again.

All their heads snapped in my direction, worry crossing their face. I reached my arms out towards Jack, the way a child would do when it wanted his mother to hold him, and he understood what I wanted. When he was besides me again, I stopped panicking.

The one I believe is called Castiel, kneeled in front of me too. "What's wrong?" He asked in a friendly and soothing voice. "I'm high." I replied, but it still sounded like random sounds. Castiel's eyes squinted. "I see what the problem is." He said after a moment of silence. "What's wrong with her?" Jack asked, worry lacing his voice. "She's high." He replied.

Jack looked at Castiel, clearly not understanding what it meant. "What's 'high'?" He asked. "It's when you smoke or eat something that makes you trip, and act like this." Sam said and gestured towards me. "Can you take it away?" He asked Castiel. "I can try." He replied.

He placed two fingers on my forehead and I instantly felt better. "Thanks." I breathed, my words not sounding like random noises this time. Sam grabbed Jack's shoulder and bobbed his head towards the other side of the room, gesturing that he wanted to talk. Jack gave me a concerned look, but went with Sam anyway, leaving me with Castiel and Dean.

"Are you okay?" Dean asked. I nodded, to scared to talk. "What happened?" Castiel asked. I took a moment to think back. "I was at a friends house, and he gave me shrooms. He kept edging me on to eat more, and I wasn't able to function normally at some point." I explained.

Sam and Jack returned from their talk and Jack helped me to stand. After he made sure I wouldn't fall over, he led me to his room. He sat me down on his bed, and locked the door behind us. After he did that, he came back over and sat down next to me.

"Why where you so scared when I left you?" He asked after a short silence. I started fiddling with my fingers, not really wanting to talk about it. I looked into his bright blue eyes and I broke, I started to cry. "I have a heavy form of separation anxiety." I sobbed. "Why?" Was the only thing he asked.

"When I was younger, my brother Dante and I went to a park near our house. After we had spent the midday there, we decided to go home, but out of no where, a guy with a gun appeared and shot Dante in the chest. I had called an ambulance, and I tried to stop the bleeding, but he died before the ambulance got there. After that, my parents left me and Dante's twin brother at home all the time. They couldn't even look at us without us reminding them of Dante. My parents also thought I was a failure, because according to them, I hadn't called for an ambulance fast enough. Dante's twin brother, Nathan, started develop breathing problems and I tried to tell my parents, but they wouldn't listen. One day, he got an asthma attack, which was so bad he couldn't breath.  His lungs collapsed and I called for an ambulance, but he had stopped breathing. The doctors couldn't do anything, and he died." I explained.

I finished the story and abruptly started crying again. Jack then did something I never expected him to do, he kissed me. I was shocked and didn't respond to his kiss. He pulled back and looked at me. "I wanted to do that for a while now." He smiled, but his smile fell as he saw my shocked face.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I just-" He ranted, but I stopped him by pressing my lips on his again. He stopped talking and slowly lay his hand in my neck, deepening the kiss. One thing is for sure, I don't regret taking those shrooms.