Sam has been waiting for this since school let out. The one thing that makes feel better. He doesn't dare it at school. Somebody could see and then a teacher would lecture him about how they are other ways to handle his feelings. It was all a bunch of bull and they knew it too. It was something that they had to say. Dean was still at basketball and would be till about 5:00. Bobby would be at drinking with Rufus till about that time. It was about 3 o'clock now. So he had plenty of time to do what was necessary. He went into his bedroom and got the razor blade he kept under his bed. He rolled up his shirt sleeves that he keeps down no matter what the temperature was. He closed his eyes.

"Freak." One girl whispered to one of her friends as she sees Sam in the hallway.

He quickly cut somewhere around one of his wrists trying not to go to deep.

"freaking Nerd." A jock yells as Sam tries to make it to class. He hears all his friends laugh as Sam runs past them.

He made another cut on his wrist.

"You're probably the reason that your mom killed herself.

Yet another cut was made on his wrist.

"Faggot." A boy yells at him when he held hands with his first boyfriend.

He made a couple more cuts on his arm before stopping it. To make that Dean didn't find out his little secret. He went into the bathroom to grab some paper towels to clean off all the blood. He felt a little bit better not much. He did his homework for a while. That's something that he could probably manage doing with screwing it up that much, probably.

While he was doing his homework, he heard Dean's car pull up into the driveway. He quickly made sure there was no evidence of what he just did. There wasn't really that much blood. With the shirt sleeve down nobody could tell what he did earlier, Not even Dean.

"Hey Sammy." Dean said as he came inside their house.

"Hey Dean." Sam replied.

"Not finished with your homework yet?" He asked

"Huh? What?" Sam asked

"Your homework." Dean repeated.

"Oh yeah. Got a lot to do." Sam replied nervously "So how was practice?"

"It was fine I guess." Dean said eyes wandering around. He knew that something was going on. He just wasn't sure exactly what.

"What time is Bobby coming home?" Sam asked trying to distract Dean

"He should be home soon." Dean said still trying to figure out what was wrong.

"So did you finally ask out Charlie?" Sam asked.

Charlie was this girl that Dean was obsessing over for some weird reason. He's been wanting to ask her out for what some like months now. He's just been hanging out with her and being her friend. Which is different than his normal pattern. Usually he just asked whatever girl he liked out. "Oh yeah I did but guess what?" Dean asked

"What?"

"She's gay." Dean said "Can you believe that?

"Seriously man?"

"I know right but she told me that we can still hang out. Plus she told me that if I were a girl. She would totally date me."

"Haha." Sam laughed. "I'm sure she would."

"Dude, I would make an awesome chick. Not so sure about you though."

He started to laugh again.

That was the thing about Dean. He had a way of making him forget his problems and made feel happy even if only for a little bit.

"Hey man guess what?" Dean asked

"What?"

"There are going to be some new kids at school."

"This late in the year?" Sam asked

"Dude, it's not that late."

It was true. It was only november but still, it was weird to get new kids at this point in the new year. In fact it was weird to get new kids in general at this school. Sam and Dean were the last kids to transfer to the school and that was about 5 months ago..

"Do you know what their names are?"

"I forget all I know is that their names were weird, religious type names." Dean said "but hey it will be nice not be the new kids anymore."

"True." Sam said "Hey where the hell is Bobby?"

"Probably out drinking with Bobby." Dean answered "Why?"

"Nothing. It's just that he was supposed to be here at 5:00. It's 5:30."

"Sam it's probably nothing." Dean said calmly

"How do you know that Dean?"

"Because Bobby is not Dad, Sammy." Dean said "Just remember that Bobby is not Dad."

Just as he said that Bobby pulled up in the driveway.

"See what did I tell you?" Dean asked

"Sorry I freaked out on you." Sam said as he nervously scratched his head.

"It's okay man."

"It's just..." Sam said trying to explain

"Yeah I know. I was there remember." Dean said

"Well I see you idjits managed not to burn the house down." Bobby said as he entered the house. "How did practice go?

"It went pretty good."

"Good. How about Sam how was your day?"

"Pretty Good, I mean nobody called me a Fag today but I did get called a freak and a weirdo. I cut myself today even though I promised myself I wouldn't do that again. Don't worry I didn't go too deep." That's what he wanted to say but instead he just said "Pretty Good."

"That's good." Bobby said "Now what guys want for dinner?"

"Hamburgers." Dean said

"Sam?"

"That's fine with me." Sam said quietly.

"Really?" Dean asked surprised "I thought you would want that leafy green stuff that you usually always eat."

"Nah, it's fine." Sam said

"Okay then Hamburgers it is." Bobby said

Later when they were all eating their hamburgers. He couldn't help but feel that Bobby and Dean looked more like a family and fit together more than he ever would.