Well peoples, heres chapter two. Sorry I took so long for a second chapter. I really hope you guys will take the time to read this.
Chapter 2: Feelings Rising
Dean woke up with the sun shining down on him through the curtains. He knew today might be better, but anything could happen. "Hey Sammy" Dean said as he went downstairs. His brother simply shrugged head as to signal a hello. The green eyed boy ate his breakfast at a faster pace than usual. He wanted to get to school early so he could see Cas and make friends with him.
~meanwhile~
Cas was heading out to catch the bus. He was wondering how Dean was going to try and make nice with him. It's not that Cas didn't want to be friends with Dean, he just didn't know if he could trust him. See Cas has known Scott since they were kids. They have been with each other through being bullied. Cas even offered his house to Scott after his parents had kicked him out for finding out he was gay. He only stayed a couple of days before moving in with his uncle. Being together all that time you'd think that they would be attracted to each other, but they never felt that way about each other. They were more like brothers. "Hey d'you finish the Math homework? I'm missing the last answer." Scott said as he approached Cas at the bus stop.
Cas simply just handed him the paper. "So do you really think that Dean kid is being serious about being friends, or is he just another asshole." Scott said as they were in the bus heading to school. "Yeah I want to trust him, he seems nice. Cas said while fiddling with his phone. "Awww look who has a crush on the new kid." Scott said while playfully nudging his friend. Cas' face turns a light pink color in response to the statement. "I don't like him! Even if I did, it wouldn't matter. He's one of those straight looking jock boys." the blue eyed boy said.
"Haha, you don't know that. Maybe you can convert him to our 'unholy religion' as the churches say." Scott said while making air quotations. Cas laughed while he made his way off the bus. He knew that there was an almost 99.9% chance that Dean was straight, but what if that 1 percent made all the difference? He usually didn't like many people in a more than friendly way, but Dean's manly charisma drew him in. He was scared though, many times he had to help Scott when his heart was broken from unrequited love. They helped each other through their depression problems as well. Cas had gotten over most of his problems and stopped self harming. He made Scott stop too, after he had done the unthinkable. Cas knew how Scott felt, but he didn't want him to ever try suicide again. He needed his best friend, and wanted him to have a happy long life. He knew that Scott wanted the same and regrets what he did. They were alone and only had their brother to help them through the bullying, the depression, and the hate from people.
By high school it had gotten slightly better, but there were still people talking. Cas and Scott had made more friends and opened up more. They both still had their problems, but if they took it day by day, the brothers would indeed make it through. "Hey Cas." Dean said, snapping Castiel out of his trance. "Hello Dean." Cas said as he began to walk into the building with his soon to be friend. The green eyed boy accompanies Cas to Scott's locker. He figured since they all had the same first house, they could walk together. As they were heading to class, a random student made a hateful remark. "Hey fags, trying to steal the new student" The student said, walking by. Dean responds by giving him the finger and saying "Hey asshole, why don't you get you bigot ass to class before I kick it." When they arrived in class Dean took his spot next to Michael and Castiel.
"Hey man what's up." Michael said to Dean. The boy responded with a simple "Sup" then got out his half done AP Biology work. "Pssst Cas, did you finish your work? I'm missing like half of the paper." Dean said as he was trying to lean over and peak at Cas' homework. The teacher hadn't yet arrived in the classroom, and he wanted to take advantage of this time to get the answers to his homework. "You haven't been at this school for more than one day and you're already copying work?" Cas says, handing him the paper. Dean quickly writes down the answers and finishes it. "Hey I'm sorry I had to copy, its just that I don't really get biology." Dean said, looking directly into Cas' eyes. Dean didn't know what it was, but he knew there were something about those eyes that he was drawn to. Cas looked as if he was looking into Dean and trying to figure him out. I want to let him in and tell him about my problems, but thats not really something you do when you've just met someone. I should get to know him a little better first and we'll see where we go from there, Dean thought to himself.
"So Cas, are you and Scott like a thing? I'm not gay or anything I just want to know." Dean said as he questioned himself for asking such a question. "No, we are best friends. We have been with each other through the worst of times, but never developed those feelings for each other. All I know is that Cas is like a little brother to me, and I want nothing but the best for him. If anyone were to hurt him, I think I'd have to step in. Whomever he chooses to be with, they better not make me have to get angry, because I may look weak physically but I am a psycho and would beat them into next year." Scott said, directing his statement towards Dean. "Hey, you're not a psycho and you're only a couple months older than me!" Cas said, glaring at Scott. "Well that's good, sorta like me with Sammy." The green eyed boy said as the teacher walked in.
It wasn't long before lunchtime came around. Everyone was sitting at the lunch table, when Dean noticed Sam smiling. Sam's smile hasn't been that bright since before the incident, he thought to himself. He looks to see his younger brother speaking with Gabriel. He knew Sammy was gay ever since middle school when he came out to Dean. At first he was confused and didnt understand why Sam had those feelings, but he came to understand and even support it. He wanted the best for his brother and would never shun him for any means necessary. Even know that he knows Sam is messed up mentally from what happened in Hell, he will still stick with him and try to help him get better. Dean zoned out remembering what had happened in Hell, MI, but before he could remember the bad parts Cas snapped him out of it. "Hey you want to go out to the movies on Saturday with me, Scott, and Jo?" Cas said with a smile.
I must be gaining his trust, he wants me to hang out with him, Dean thought to himself. "Sure why not? Can Sammy come too, I don't want to leave him at home with nothing to do. Its our first week here so I don't think he knows many people." Dean retorted with a questionable look on his freckled face. "Dean I have plans on Saturday." Sam said from across the table. "With who your laptop?" The older winchester said while letting out a chuckle. "No, I am going to hang out with Gabe." Sam says while gesturing at Gabriel who is sitting beside him.
The rest of the school day goes by uneventful, except that Dean had come to know a little more about Cas and even some stuff about Scott. That was expected though, because they are so close that you would have to know some stuff about both, not just one or the other. He got to know that Cas liked almost all types of music, especially classic rock, he liked to draw, he along with Scott were A students, they both were in the drama department, and were in Japanese club. They were almost fluent in the language, and Scott already could speak Spanish because he was half hispanic. Cas could speak a little bit of Spanish, because Scott had taught him, but was much better at Japanese. When it came to the drama department Cas and Scott usually did the behind the scenes work, called teching. Cas had played in several plays, and Dean thought that it was cool. The final thing he noticed in their AP World Geography class. Scott had taken off his coat and he noticed faint lines upon his wrists. Dean knew exactly what they were, and he knew the feeling all too well. He wondered why he would do that, but then he knew that there was probably reasons and he just didn't know yet. What gave him even more of a shock was Cas, he too had faint white lines on his wrists. Have they both gone through depression and issues? Dean thought to himself. They seem so happy, I sure hope they don't do that anymore. I mean I know how hard it is to quit cutting, because when you feel like that and start with the self harm, you just get used to it. You get used to the blood and pain. You get used to hiding your wrists from people. Dean rambles on in his head.
Sam and Dean arrive home when school ends. "So Sammy how have you been feeling? Are you starting to feel better? Do you think this city can help both of us?" Dean said while looking at his brother. "I think so, and to be honest with you Dean. I know it has only been a couple of days, but I think I like Gabe. He is sort of a trickster, but he is just so nice to me. We found out a lot about each other. He is gay as well, and he's sort of a sugar junkie. I really think things could get better here Dean. What about you? Got a big gay crush on Cas'?" Sam chuckled out as he went to sit on the plops down next to Sam and says "I think we can make the best of things here Sammy, and I'll make sure you get into Stanford. And what? I don't have a big gay crush on Cas, he is just a friend. I am not gay, you bitch. Sam smiles "Jerk."