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Please just stay still." Charlie told Dean as she moved around in the bushes. In that moment Dean wondered what the hell he was doing. He was standing in a bush with a girl he didn't even know that well, trying to break into a gated community- he didn't even know they had gated community's here.
"Charlie, I'm not sure.." Dean started but Charlie cut him off.
"Getting cold feet are we Winchester?" She laughed at him.
"What are you even doing?" Dean asked her as he fought against the bush and came up behind her.
"He keeps a key under the mat." As Charlie picks up the mat Dean hears a noise.
"Pie. Pie. Pie pie pie." Charlie hears the code word and drops to the floor.
"Castiel, what you doing out here man?" Dean heard someone say.
"Oh just thinking." Castiel replied and Dean could make out his face, in the dark the glint in his eyes, and a face full of hope. Dean smiled as he saw the other boy go inside, but he kept the door open. Strange, Dean thought.

"Okay let's do this quick." Charlie said as she unlocked the gate. Dean ran inside and pushed the door open.

Castiel's kitchen was bigger than Dean's whole house. The kitchen had tile floor and a huge island in the middle. There were people everywhere, they where on the floor, dancing on the tables, and sitting on the work bench's Dean wasn't prepared for this environment, he wasn't ready for such a big culture shock. The parties he went to were in abandoned houses, the woods, or a pity party for one in his own house. He wasn't use to the noise, and the energy radiating from each person. Dean couldn't imagine Castiel having parties like this, he had high grades, shouldn't he be studying. That's when it sunk in the words Dean said earlier that day, people like Castiel because of his house, his parties. He pushed past the guilt as he saw Charlie take a swig from something in a red cup.

"Charlie, does Cas do this often?" Dean asked just so he could confirm his ideas about Cas's fake friends.

"Maybe every month or so since his parents spilt up-two years ago." Charlie smiled, but the smile seemed to hide something, maybe she felt sorry for Cas since he was being used for his parties, and apparently his father did own some huge company down in LA Dean moved into the living room, he looked around a huge chandelier hung from the ceiling, whoa was having that in the room such a goof idea? Dean make his way to the fireplace, he saw five single framed photographs. One of Cas, then two older people who looked like they where Cas's Mom and Dad, the third two could be Cas's siblings though he saw he similarities between any of the family and Cas. Dean looked around the music booming from the speakers; Dean suddenly felt a pang of loneliness. He went to sit on the leather coach. As he sat and looked at everyone dancing with each others, bodies intertwined with each other, no one cared about the outside world, deadlines, heartache, heartbreak was all forgotten. Though Cas's friends may only like him because he had this amazing house, and amazing parties, at least he had friends. At least people came and they accepted him as a person. Dean smiled to himself knowing that Cas must be happy.

"You enjoying the party more than me?" A familiar voice whispered in his ear.

"Oh… Cas… Castiel.. I.." Dean started to explain himself.
"No, it's okay. I am sorry Dean. Charlie has been my friend for so long, before all of this.." Castiel looked around at the party.

"And you thought I had taken her away from you?

"Yeah but that was…"

No Cas, don't explain yourself. This was a mistake sorry for gate-crashing " Dean interrupted as he stood up, Castiel grabbed Deans wrist and pulled him across the room. Dean was confused as Cas made his way upstairs into a room.
"Woah, You want to get in my pants now Castiel?" Dean laughed while fighting down a blush.

"I didn't see you come in the front door." Castiel stated.

"That's because you uninvited us and Charlie had to sneak in some way." Dean retaliated.

"I invited you." Cas looked directly at Dean.

"I didn't get the invite." Dean knew what game Cas was playing. He had played it so many times.

"So why did you come?" Cas didn't look like he would back down any time soon.

"I was wondering if your house was as big as people said it was." Dean smirked, knowing this would infuriate the other boy.

"And is it all that you imagined." Dean wasn't expecting this response from Cas.

"You have marble staircase, and silver is the main colour scheme. But your room is a real let down." Dean stated as he looked around the black room.
"Well sorry to disappoint." Cas seemed to be losing now. So Dean stepped closer to him.
"Yeah, tonight is full of disappointments." Dean clenched his fist trying to gain some self-control.

"Oh Dean." Castiel smirked closing the distance between them.

Suddenly the door flung open, and a drunken Lilith walked in the room, followed by a less drunk Balthazar. Cas jumped away from dean pushing him to the floor, Dean went down with a bang.

"Get your hands off me." Cas shouted at Dean.

"Dude, what are you doing with him?" Balthazar asked as he spat at Dean.

'Teaching him a lesson." Castiel looked at Dean and hoped his eyes showed he was sorry.
'Teaching me a lesson you son of a bitch. I will teach you a lesson." As Dean got up Castiel backed up, but Dean was faster and he and punched Castiel straight in the face.
Cas let out a scream as Charlie entered the room.
Everyone just stared at Dean, as he walked out the room.

'Dean, DEAN." Charlie said running down stairs, tripping down a few steps. Dean just carried down the steps to the front door, knocking a few people out of his way.
"What in Godsname was that?' Charlie screamed at Dean.
"He fucking used me" Dean turned to Charlie, he face softened as Dean confessed.
"And that gives you a reason to punch him?" Charlie asked, in a softer tone now.
"He infuriates me. He's a nice guy, but why is he so fucking wrapped up in Balthazar and what he thinks of him?" Dean sat on the curb outside Cas's huge house.
"Can I tell you something, and you must promise not to tell anyone? Not even Cas." Charlie took Dean's hand in her own.
'I promise. We can do an unbreakable vow if you want?" Dean smiled down at Charlie.
"Castiel may have feelings for Balthazar." Charlie looked down at her feet.
Dean felt like he was the one who had been punched this time. Why would Castiel have feelings for such a douche bag? Someone who isn't even a nice guy. Castiel deserved someone nice.
"Oh?" Was all Dean could manage to say He didn't want to talk about it and he pushed all the feelings out of his head.
"Wanna drive me home?" Charlie said as she stood up and tried to pull Dean up, with no success.
"You're a tank." She laughed.
"You should see my brother." Dean laughed at Charlie.

That night thoughts of Cas filled Dean's head. He kept replaying the punch, and the look on Cas's face. He looked like a rabbit caught in headlights, he accepting his fate and that made Dean feel worse. At around 2am Dean realised sleep wasn't coming. He got out of bed and sneaked downstairs to his car, sneaking his stash of whiskey, after drinking half the bottle Dean's brain decided he was too cold to stay outside though the warm fuzz inside told Dean to stay in his car. With a sigh he tried to get back inside but realising he forgot his key; he climbed back into his car. His thoughts were numb now. He drifted off into a deep sleep and no dreams came.

So that was that chapter. Thank you for reading!