The Freshman Project
15yr old Dean Johnson snaps and sells himself for the drugs he craves. Knocked up and homeless is how seniors Sam and his roommate Castiel find him. He starts a new life living with them in their apartment, but the addiction isn't gone... Sam/Dean Mpreg.
He wakes up in the church the next morning layed out on a pew with Luis hovering over him looking worried in that way Luis showed all his emotions. He forced a smile at the older boy whose eyes narrowed but he said nothing, Dean didn't want to be the one to break the uncomfortable silence that had fallen between friends.
Luis was dabbing at his face, removing cum and blood and dirt and anything else Dean got on the pale freckled skin silently, Dean could tell he wasn't happy, not mad. Luis didn't get mad, he got disappointed, upset and that was enough to make you want to kneel at his feet and beg for a way to fix it.
"I'm sorry." He muttered and pressed into the cloth, he was looking up at Luis through his lashes scared shitless that Luis is going to reject him. Call him sick and push him away, he has no doubt that Luis connected the dots from last night, that or Alastair told him. He gave out his virginity for drugs, a hundred for it.
"Hey." Dean started surprised, Luis was looking at him, Luis's way of letting him know he had more to say. "You're drifting off Johnson." He smiled- a slight tilt of his lips more forgiving then a real smile-"Your gonna be awfully sore with all these bruises." And he fell silent, carefully washing the crap off Dean's face like he did the vomit and sweat last night. It was only last night, it felt like a million years ago and at that thought Dena choked back a cry.
"You know."
"Yes, I'm not stupid." Dean blinked and managed a small smile, half his face was clean off and he felt so much better though if he looked in a mirror he bet he'd find the reason showing in his penny sized pupils.
"Where's Jo?" He finally asked, breaking the easy silence. Luis chuckled and tossed the washcloth aside, letting Dean rise into a slouched sitting position on the pew.
"With her mom, they are going shopping lucky girl. She better bring back something good for us." Dean snorted, knowing Jo and her mom Ellen they would bring back bags of clothes for Dean and Luis and two new pairs of shoes not to mention candy, good god, Dean would love himself some candy right now. Luis stood, towering at his bulky six feet far over Dean's skinny five foot five, the bloody giant.
He held out a hand for Dean to stand, he did so shaking himself out and stretching in the sunlight that filtered through an open bay window in the house turned church. It was warm enough Luis had changed him into patched up shorts and a loose hoodie that was left unzipped over a 'Duh Baby' shirt. His boots weren't laced up and he stumbled/trailed after Luis and into the bright morning.
He held a hand over his eyes to shield them as they headed out onto the steps to wait for church to begin and Dean watched Luis thumb a pack of smokes and light one with the easy of years of practice.
"Dude, that shits bad for you." Luis raised an eyebrow, more in amusement than anything else Dean was sure. "hey, I'm not being a hypocrite or nothin' just stating a fact." Luis hummed and looked up, the sun shining in his eyes, all Dean could do was smile sadly up at him.
Sam yawned and turned over, nearly crushing Cas, who was asleep curled up on his side of the king bed Castiel and Sam shared out of shortage of cash and plain small quarters and familiarity, the two boys had been friends since preschool and sharing a bed long term wasn't a new concept to them. The one bedroom, living room/kitchen and bathroom apartment was on the third floor of an old apartment building and it had an old balcony right off the living room/kitchen while still in their price range-most of which their parents paid- and easy walking distance of the highschool.
It was Sunday, meaning church or risking his Grandmother coming over to ride his ass about missing it. Scary, it was motivating enough that he got out of bed with an unwilling groan and headed to the tiny bathroom to actually wake himself up enough that he wouldn't get a whack from the Pastor for falling asleep in Church again.
Castiel was up and moving about at the kitchen wall of the room when he left the bathroom felling slightly less rushed and slightly more awake and aware. Coffee steamed on the table courtesy of Cas who was settling down with his own cup against the fridge, he watched Sam with deep blue eyes over the top of his coffee cup until Sam broke and asked "What? Is there something on my face?" Cas looked at him closer and frowned and Sam could just hear it already, one of Castiel's weird statements and…
"I think I'm going to join astronomy, so much out there…"He looked at Sam who gave him an amused look while Castiel seriously considered it
"Are we talking aliens or Angels?" Castiel gave him a disapproving glance an headed to the bathroom for his own shower. Nothing new really, school tomorrow and two reports due so Sam didn't have that much time to dwell on thoughts. He needed to get to Church, finish and get home to finish his homework so he didn't get burned alive by his teachers. He yawned again and lumbered off to get dressed.
He left the apartment with Castiel in tow dressed in jeans and a jacket over a t-shirt, his grandmother would curse at him but she should be happy he was even going, he wanted to sleep longer. Sleep sounded great, he followed Castiel up the church steps and passed a tiny freshman and a giant of a guy who where lounging on the front steps. Pastor Jim was already starting, his words carrying over the crowd of people listening. Castiel joined them but Sam lounged back. Just listening, not really paying attention, the tiny kid from outside joined midway his hand wrapped loosely around a cheap wooden cross over his chest as he watched the Pastor curiously.
He remembered the kid faintly, he had lunch period with him, he sat on the table next to him sometimes eating a small lunch quickly and leaving fast. He wore fingerless gloves, torn up jeans and a jacket to large and so dirty that dirt was worked into the very threads. Yeah, he knew the kid. Maybe he should sit with him, no one else did.
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Dean lead Luis down an alley and ducked behind a dumpster and with practiced easy slowly eased off the metal grate from a tunnel wide enough for Luis to just slip through and not have to wiggle, Dean crawled through and let out a deep breath on the other side where a small room, the size of a walk in closet with a low roof and brick walls. Luis came in behind him and pulled up a blanket around his shoulders.
"Relax, you went through quite an ordeal, you need to recover." He said pulling Dean against him. Dean snorted and pushed against him stubbornly while he pulled him closer while edging back onto the twin mattress that took up most of the space. He jumped a little when the grate moved but Jo poked her head in a moment later pushing bags in front of her and putting them next to other bags and containers in the free corner.
"I'm going to rant about what you did later but now-"She held up a bag of gummy worms with a raised eyebrow. Luis made a grab for it but she danced back against the padded metal wall. She ripped the package open with her teeth and grabbed a handful then dropped the bag for the boys to get some.
"I wuv you." Dean muttered around a mouthful of gummy worms. She laughed.
"Yeah, I know baby boy." She murmured running a hand through his hair affectionately. This was more his family then his birth family had ever been.
"We have school tomorrow." Dean moaned dramatically and fell back onto Luis.
"No, hate school!" Jo snickered and fell against him.
"Smarten up Johnson and take a goddamn nap, you have five pound bags under your eyes."
"Do not."
"DO to!"
"Do-"
"STOP!" Luis bellowed, looking amused even so.
Well, heres the second chapter. Duh. Please reveiw! Love you people who reveiw!