The rain was coming down hard, soaking Castiel to the bone. He didn't mind though. He actually felt ike he deserved it.
He began shivering as the rain came down harder, making it almost impossible to see. So when a voice shoued at him, Castiel almost fell over.
"Hey, do you need a ride?"
He looked up, startled, at a pair of bright green eyes. He was surprised anyone could see him through the rain, let alone want him in their car.
Castiel shook his head, but this stranger wouldn't have it. He opened the passenger door of his car. "Come on man. I'll drive you home."
Catiels gave up fighting and got in. He didn't know how cold he really was until the heat was blowing in his face.
"I'm Dean by the way."
"I'm C-Castiel."
Dean chuckled. "Castiel huh? That's a mouthful."
"M-my father was v-very religious."
"So where do you need to go Cas?"
Castiel tilted his head at the shortened version of his name, but said nothing about it. "At the next street, turn left and it's the last house." He noticed that he was shivering less and less until he stopped completely.
Dean pulled up in front of his house but he turned the car off and looked at Castiel. He couldn't help but notice again how green Dean's eyes were. It was like getting lost in a pine forest. He almost didn't notice Dean had begun talking to him.
"So, uh, I haven't seen you around before. Do you go to school around here?"
"Well, I just moved here. I go to the high school up the road."
A big smile lit up Dean's face. "I go there too! Maybe we could hang out some time."
"Um, yeah maybe."
Reluctantly, Castiel got out of the warm car and back into the rain. He didn't want to go inside. Not yet. He knew what would be waiting. His mom would yell at him for getting the house wet. If he was lucky, he'd be able to get to his room without getting a new bruise.
When he got to his front door, he turned around. He was surprised to meet Dean's eyes. He had a concerned look on his face that made Castiel's knees shake. Dean kept his eyes on Castiel as he started his car. Finally, he looked away to drive off.
Opening his door, Castiel was hit with the overpowering smell of alcohol. 'Oh no. She's drinking again.' He could see his mom in the kitchen, pouring herself another drink.
She looked up, seeing Castiel watching her. "Well, well, well. Look who decided to grace us with his presence."
He watched as she stumbled down the hallway, bumping into the wall every few feet.
"Where the hell have you been."
Castiel almost fell over as her breath hit him full on. He didn't have time to regain his footing before she slapped him.
She stood over Castiel with a look of pure hatred. "The next time you want to go out, don't come back at 10 o'clock and soaking wet."
He stayed on the ground until he was sure she wasn't coming back. He pushed himself off the ground and moved towards the stairs. When he looked up he saw Gabriel standing at the top.
"Oh Cassie. Why do you let her do that?"
"What am I supposed to do Gabriel? She is my mom. I can't hit her back. Besides that wouldn't make me any better than her."
He pulled Castiel up the last few stairs. "Come on. Let's get you some new clothes Cassie."
He pulled Castiel down the hallway to his room. After riffling through a few drawers, he pulled out a pair of pajamas and tossed them to Castiel. He looked away while Castiel quickly changed clothes. He pulled the covers back and curled into a ball.
Gabriel pulled the covers up to his chin. He started to walk towards the door, but he turned back halfway. He sighed and sat down next to Castiel.
"You know she loves you, right?"
"No Gabriel, she loves you. Ever since dad left, you have been her favorite. She likes Lucifer more than me, and he ran away." He was quiet for a few moments before he sighed. "Maybe- maybe she's right."
"What are you talking about Cassie?"
"Mom. Perhaps what she says about me is true."
"What does she say."
"That I'm a disgusting piece of filth. That I'm worthless. That- that I'm better off dead." He turned his head into the pillow so Gabriel wouldn't see him cry.
"Castiel. Don't." He was quiet. Like he was close to tears himself.
"Don't what Gabriel. I don't feel wanted. I don't feel anything. I feel worthless."
Gabriel laid down next to him. He pulled Castiel closer to him and put his chin on Castiel's head.
"I love you Cassie. Isn't that enough?"
"Yes. It is."
He could feel Castiel's breath even out. Then deepen. But he stayed by him until late in the night, making sure Castiel was comfortable and peaceful enough.
"I love you Castiel."
So this is the first time I've tried writing Destiel. Anything that should be improved, please tell me.
I'm working on the second chapter right now, but I don't know how long it will take.