"I like to listen to the sound of the rain." I say.
"Why?" The man with the white beard asks me.
"I don't know. It makes me happy, I guess." I tell him looking out the window as the rain hits into the glass pane, showing my reflection back at me.
"Tell me about your friend, Dean." He says.
"He's great."
"How long have you two known each other?"
"Years. Soon after my dad left."
"How close do you think you are to him?"
"Close, I think."
The man scribbles something down in his notebook and looks at the clock.
"Looks like our times up, Castiel. See you in a few days. Oh and don't forget to take your medication."
I walk out of his office and close the door behind me. I walk outside into the parking lot, to Mom's car. I can see her doing her crossword puzzle through the window and listening to the car's radio. I open the door and get in and shelter myself from the rain.
"Can we please go home now? I told Dean that I would met up with him today in our secret spot." I tell Mom.
"Cas, don't get me wrong or anything, I love you but, do you think it's a great idea for you in your state of mind, should go to a place, where only you know where it is and met someone that no one besides you have ever met? Because I think that you should just stay home with your siblings."
I put my earphones in my ears to block out Mom's voice as she continues to rant about how I need to stop talking to and seeing Dean. I ignore her. I always do.
We get home. Mom make me sit down at the kitchen table. She gives me lunch. I'm not hungry, but I don't say anything, or eat anything. I just push the food around my my plate with my fork. I can finally leave the table. I walk outside and the street to the forest. I walk deep into the forest. Where Dean and I found an old tree house and claimed it as ours.
I get to the tree house and climb up the ladder and crawl in. I see Dean sitting in the far left corner.