Supernatural one-shots

Sacrifice: Sam x Reader x Dean

A/n: this one is based off of me because I haven't been eating much lately! March 30th 2016 and sorry if this is offensive idk. And if you have requests comment them or pm me!

    "Here Sammy." I say giving him my sandwich, he looks up at me confused and I place it in his hands and nod. "You need to eat more Sam and we don't have much food, plus I'm not hungry." I tell him, Dean opens the motel door then slams it behind him, Sam taps me on the shoulder and hands me the crusts of his bread. I frown at him disappointed. But he ends up putting one in my mouth. The bathroom door shuts and we hear water start running. "Sam promise me you won't tell Dean or Dad about me giving you food, they'll both be angry." I mumble, I look up to see Sam was frowning.
    "O-okay y/n. I promise." He replies, we hug and Sam goes to lay down for bed. I take a cigarette (clearly stolen) and go outside.
    "If dad found out about me not eating he would kill me." I mutter to myself, Dean would end up giving me his food, but I didn't want that. I was useless to them all of them, so I started slowly not eating anything. I sit on the concrete ground and finish up my cigarette, then head back inside and lay next to Sam. He wasn't asleep yet.
"Y/n why aren't you eating?" He asks turning around to look at me. "Why are you giving me all of your food?"
"You need to eat more Sammy. I don't want you to starve." I answer. "You need to be stronger and eating helps with strength." I explain. My stomach grumbles and I sigh turning around.
"Well you need to be strong too! You're my sister and if I get hurt and Dean gets hurt and Dad gets hurt and you're weak who's going to help us?" I frown, and look at Sam.
"I don't know." Dean comes out of the bathroom with only sweat pants on and gets into the other bed. I put my index finger up to my lip to signal Sam not to tell Dean then close my eyes.
"Hey shorty!" Someone shouts, I gaze at the person saying that and he grabs Sam's jacket hood and pulls him towards a locker. I jog over to Sam and the other guy trying to push him away.
"LET GO OF HIM!" I scream starting to kick him.
"No thanks skinny now back off!" I get pushed to the ground hitting my head in the tile and I see Sam try and push him away.
"You will never touch my sister again Ethan!" Sam pushes Ethan away and starts kicking at him. "Y/n... This is why you need to eat." Sam whispers trying to help me up. I nod and I drop Sam off at class then head to the principals office to tell him about Ethan.
Sam and I exit the school and see Dean in the car waiting for us. "Y/n... We need to talk when we get back to the motel." My stomachs starts to hurt, I nod quickly. Sammy went inside as soon as we got to the motel and Dean and I stayed outside. Dean leaned against the impala crossing his arms. "I got a call from the counselor and she said you haven't been eating at lunch and that's bad because that makes dad and I look like we're starving you! I mean I can see your ribs if I lift your shirt up." He lifts it up and I see my rib cage. "Y/n you can't just not eat! Dad's not going to allow it! Now dad is coming back today to talk to you about this so be ready."
"Dean, I'm-"
"Save it Y/n!" I get pushed back inside and I see Sam waiting for me. He hands me some water, I grab it and drink a little starting to feel sick.
"Y/n! Get out here now!" Dad shouts, I nod and exit the motel door and Dean hurries inside. "Why haven't you been eating?" He asks, surprisingly calm. I didn't want to tell him, so I just shrugged. "Y/n... I need to know okay!" He tries to put his hand on my shoulder and I flinch, thinking he was going to hurt me. "Y/n."
      "I-I... I'm useless! Dad you know it too!" I yell, then I cover my mouth quickly making dad scowl at me.
     "What are you talking about?" He questions, I frown.
    "You-you know what I'm talking about! I'm weak! I can't do anything correct, I'm nothing compared to Sam or Dean!" Dad's face starts turning red.
     "That doesn't mean you stop eating! The only way your going to get better is by working hard! I don't want to hear that damn nonsense! Just-just please don't do this Mary..." I scowl in confusion and dad starts hugging me.
    "Dad I'm not mom, I'm nothing like her." I mutter, he starts shaking his head.
     "Y/n, you're just like her!" He let go of me and I start scratching my head and go back inside still frowning. Dean and Sam hug me tight and then let go and I go over to the bathroom to change before heading to bed.
"Make sure she eats, okay Dean Even if you have to give her your food. She's just like her mother and she deserves to live so please make her understand that too! I'm going to go now okay Dean. Good night."