A Murder Thy Father Wrought (Section1 of 2)

He Is my Sin

By Raya Daxain Hanabusa

Walking down the halls of Sweet Amoris High felt so normal for Castiel, even with the glares of jealousy and hatred stabbing him in the back as he walked hand in hand with his boyfriend, Nathaniel. A smile dashed across Castiel's face as he looked into those honey-gold eyes that drove him wild with passion for his mate. Only a few days had passed since he declared his love for Nathaniel, and only a few hours since they'd made love to each other for the very first time.

Nathaniel had confided in Castiel that same night of the torment he had endured as a child while Castiel was abroad with his own family.

In elementary school, Nathaniel had met an older boy from the nearby middle school, and while Castiel was away, Nathaniel would spend a lot of time with this other boy. A lot of intimate time. Time such as what Castiel had shared with him this past night. However, those times with the middle scholar were very selfish on the older boy's part. The child never cared for Nathaniel's wants or needs. Neither had Nathaniel's father, a very religious man.

Nathaniel's father had come home one afternoon to see his son, only to find his little boy being forced to orally take another boy's penis in his mouth. Out raged, Nathaniel's father tore him off the boy, slamming him into a wall. With all his strength, Nathaniel could not stay fully conscious and blacked out. He woke up days later in the hospital with a broken arm, a few broken ribs and some contusions that were already healing. That was the least of Nathaniel's worries, however. He wanted to know how his friend was.

No one had told Nathaniel anything that had happened that evening until he came across the boy's friend. They had warned him to never go to the boy's house ever again, because he wasn't there anymore. Confused, they farther explained to Nathaniel that the boy's parents would hurt him like his father had hurt the boy.

Thinking about how his fragile little mate could live with a homophobic murderer made Castiel shivered.

"Are you okay, Casi?" Nathaniel asked, looking only a few inches up into Castiel's eyes.

Castiel saw the joy in his boyfriend's face. He couldn't tell Natty that he was thinking about his deranged father! He'd promised, and had made Nathaniel promise as well, to never think about what would happen if Natty's dad found out about their relationship. So he shrugged, like he always did. Like the cool, careless, bad ass that everyone had pegged him to be.

Nathaniel smiled, his eyes lighting up every inch of his face and warming Castiel's veins. God, did he love his boyfriend! He walked behind Nathaniel and swooped his arms under and around his boyfriend's chest. He could hold this boy forever and never tire from the love he gave off.

A love he never really got from his own parents. Mentally musing, Castiel rested his body against his locker and gently pulled Nathaniel with him, embracing him from behind. That monster will never hurt you Natty, I swear, Castiel inwardly promised. He breathed deeply of the light aroma that was Nathaniel; so sweet, innocent, pure, unknowing. Nathaniel was his mate, and he Nathaniel's, he'd give up everything for this boy. Even if I have to die, your father will never lay another finger on you ever again. Not if I have anything to say about it!

School drug on as per usual for Nathaniel. Being Mr. Student Body President always had its ups and downs, but ever since he and Castiel got together it just seemed like another mindless chore on an endless list of things that would look good on a collage application. Wherever it was that he was going to study at, he had no clue. Maybe wherever dad wants me to go, he pondered as he shuffled through some paper work the principle had asked him to arrange for her. He sighed. I know he's going to want me to go to a Christian collage like he did, but now that I'm with Casi, I'd never be accepted. And if my dad found out why I wasn't accepted he'd... his thoughts trailed off. He sighed again.

"Wow Nat," came a girl's voice from behind. "You've been sighing all day." It was Raya, the only girl who was okay with Nathaniel's relationship with Castiel.

Nathaniel had talked so much about Castiel one day that Raya, in all her blunt, red-dyed blondeness, jumped up and asked if he like Castiel with the trash talk he'd say about him every day when Cass wasn't around.

Nathaniel reluctantly told her everything Castiel had ever made him feel, "It's just the way he looks at me sometimes, you know? It's like he doesn't really hate me. You know?"

She sat on the table of the student counsel room, her deep blood-red, freshly dyed hair in pig tails with a cotton candy ice-cream pop in her mouth. "Yeah...I bet you actually like him, Nat." She winked.

"What?!" He screeched. "How more obtuse could one girl be? Are you nuts?! How could I like a pompous ass like Castiel?!" He looked at her like the Mad Hatter everyone thought her to be.

She popped the popsicle in her mouth, leaned forwards and just stared into Nathaniel's eyes with a I-know-everything-about-you look. "You sure about that, Nat?" She raise a blonde brow at him.

Eyeing her, Nathaniel blushed.

"I told you, Nat. Castiel is the oh so cool, I'm playing-hard-to-get guy. Simple as that! Act like you really hate him too, but then feed him his own shit and BAM!" She yelled so loud and suddenly she made Nathaniel jump.

"Feed him his own shit?Wow, Ray. You've got a hell of way with hypothetical proverbs. What's bam suppose to mean anyway?" He looked lost.

"Ugh! And you call me obtuse." She rolled her eyes. "Give him all those came-and-get-me looks he give you, and he'll come begging you to be with him."

Nathaniel busted out laughing. "Ha! Castiel, beg me, to be with him?! Lord help you, Ray. You and your outlandish school-girl outfits." He looked her up and down. Most of her clothes were inspired by the last anime shows that she was obsessed with, mixed with Old English corsets and layering skirts, almost all of which were very provocative.

"Oh, please, Nat. Do you know how much I'd die just to have Castiel look at me the way I've seen him look at you?!"

"Whoa, wait! You like Castiel, too?!" He dropped all the papers he was working on onto the floor.

Rolling her eyes Raya popped off the table and picked up all the papers. She sat on her knees in front of Nathaniel and put the papers in his lap. "Yes, Nat, I like Cass. But I'm not after him, okay?" She laid a soft hand on his cheek, "You're my best friend, Nat. I've known how you feel about him for a long time. I think you two would be cute together. I'd never go after someone that you've had your eyes on so keenly. Besides," she said bouncing up, "I've got my eyes o this one girl, so Castiel is SO not on my agenda." From that day on, Nathaniel would go to Raya whenever something happened with Castiel, good or bad. Then they'd splurge on cotton-candy ice-cream pops and talk about the boys and girls that they liked, the stars they'd just die to be with, and have fun just hanging out together.

Raya was the only friend Nathaniel had had that knew him that well since he was with the boy in elementary school.

She walked up to him, put her arms around his waist, and cuffed her hands around her wrists in the casual show of affection that she showed all her good friends. "So hubby, Either you're really stressed over something," she put her chin on his shoulder. "Or you can't get Cass off your mind," she whispered in his ear and giggled with him. She knew how to ruin a bad moment with some kind of jest or joke that only they understood.

"Nah, nothing I can't handle, Ray. Thanks." He put his arm around her and squeezed her too-short-for-her-age shoulders.

"Anything for my gay husband." She winked at him as she put a cherry lollipop in her mouth and smiled like the child everyone mistook her for. They both laughed and began sorting through files and papers and talked like best friends do when there's nothing to fill the dead silence that freak them both out.

Hours had passed before Nathaniel and Raya finished their work and walked out to the school yard.

Bouncing around with her ear buds in one ear and her now short, flared out crimson hair whipping into her face she jumped around to the music blaring from the ear buds – her way of "dancing on the move." She suddenly stopped all of her hullabaloo. "Say," she stared at the school gate, "did you plan on spending any time with Cass tonight?"

"No," Nathaniel followed her gaze, and there was Castiel.

Raya looked at Nathaniel with a cocky mouth grin on her face, "Looks like you do now. Later, babes." She patted his shoulder and strolled right passed Castiel with a take-care-of-him-or-else look.

Smiling back and giving her a nod, Castiel replied in a silent way that only those two knew. He looked at Nathaniel, "Finally! You're done now right?"

Nathaniel looked at him quizzically. "Have you been out here since school ended, over five hours ago?"

Looking around at the night toned streetlamp light scene around them, Castiel took Nathaniel's hand. Silently tugging him down the street.

"Where are we going, Cass? This isn't the way to my house. And you haven't answered my question."

Castiel stopped abruptly making Nathaniel slam his face in to Castiel's arm. "We're not going to your house. You're dad's home and I'm dying to fuck you Nathaniel." His copper brown eyes were glazed with a liquid heat that melted Nathaniel from the inside out. He lightly pushed Nathaniel against the building they were in front of and put one hand on the concrete wall while he cupped Nathaniel's chin in the other. "Have you any idea what you do to me," he said between clench teeth. He pushed his groin against Nathaniel's to show his ever growing need of him. Lightly he grazed his teeth over Nathaniel's trembling bottom lip. Taking it in to mouth and suckling it hard, he heard Nathaniel softly moaned. "I need you," he growled against Nathaniel's cheek.

Low and seductive, his voice made Nathaniel's knees weak with wanting. Looking into Castiel's burning brown eyes, he whimpered. "Fuck me, Cass." Grabbed on to Castiel's shirt. "Now, Cassi," he demanded in a pleading voice.

Gently grabbing his head, Castiel rested his forehead against Nathaniel's. Already Panting, he needed Nathaniel and bad! He looked up and saw that they were outside a hotel, a cheap but nice one. "How much money do you have, babe?" He looked down at Natty.

Nathaniel looked at the building and understood why Castiel was asking. "Enough for night here."

Castiel smiled, wild and wickedly. Tugging his boy friend into the hotel, Nathaniel paid for a two bedroom room. They'd only need one, but that's all they had available. This was the most risqué thing either of them had ever done. Their hearts were racing by the time they reached their room.

Nathaniel had barely unlocked the door before Castiel had him plastered against it. Hard, hot and fierce Castiel's lips bombarded his. Nathaniel open his mouth and the onslaught of heat exploded between them.

Castiel nearly tore Nathaniel's shirt off , and his own at that. He needed his boyfriend more than anything right now, and he was going to have him. Oh, was he going to have him and good. They had this room until they went home tomorrow at noon and he was going to enjoy every damned minute of it. He laid down beside Nathaniel and held him close as they kissed. He needed Nathaniel, but he wanted to take his time, savor this time they've been given together. Who knew how long it would last.

Sitting in the lounge of his home, he knew his son would be home late due to school activities, but when he saw that homosexual boy standing at the gate of his yard, he knew things would not be going as planned.

Nathaniel was to come home and be regaled in the horrific news of how his mother had fallen and hit her head, then be whisked to the hospital to see his invalid, and hopefully dead mother.

Now, thanks to that abomination, Nathaniel's father knew his son would not be home on time. "Who is that, sweetie," he stiffly asked his daughter.

Walking from the shadows, Amber looked out the window. "That's Castiel, Daddy. Nathaniel's," she blanched at the word, "boyfriend."

"Blaspheme. Thank you darling, your mother would be so thankful that you never strayed from the good Lord's path of righteousness like your deceitful brother." He said caressing Amber's golden locks. "A man can trust no one better than his own daughter," he said so loving. His expression hardened as Castiel moved to leave from the gate. "Follow Nathaniel's lover. Wherever they go, let me know. Do you hear me?" he order.

"Yes, Daddy. Loud and clear," she nodded. I'll get you Natty. Finally, Daddy will love me, not you! I'll be the perfect one, like I was born to be. She laughed an evil chuckle in her mind and with a smile and bow to her father, she was gone.

Amber sent her father a text when she came upon Nathaniel and Castiel purchasing a room. It read:

Daddy, they're at the hotel five blocks from school, six from home. Natty just bought a room for them. I think they're going to have sex in this shitty little hotel. What bad taste Natty has!

Love, A.

He responded quickly:

Thank you, Amber. Come home, now.

Love, Daddy

She replied as she walked home:

Are you going to yell at them, daddy? Love, A.

He is response was short and cryptic.

Kind of, just come home. NOW. Or you'll be the one in big trouble.

Amber high tailed it home. What's to await Castiel and Nathaniel? she inwardly wondered. I hope Daddy doesn't hurt Cass like he did the last boy who fuck Natty. Cass is way too hot to be bruised! Her thoughts rambled on as she walked, still wondering if her father was going to hurt her brother and his boyfriend. He should have been mine, Natty! Now neither of us get him, not fair!