I'm Broken:
(I know a lot of you guys are confused about how old Dean, Sam, Gabriel and Cas are. Well when I started writing I always thought pre-school, then I re-read it and they don't talk the way pre-school-ers would talk. I do have mention that I'm not American. I'm actually english but since supernatural is American I thought i'd set the stroy in America where there is pre-school and elemtery and high-school and what ever. I've been making them talk the way my little brother (whose in nursery) would talk. They are meant to be in pre-school and I'll try harder to make the language seem more like that's where they are. I'm used to writing teenagers and adults so doing children was a challenge. I apolagise if your getting confused but I'm glad to know your enjoying it.)
Strength:
"Cas" Gabriel whispered in the silence of their room. "What did dad do to you?"
"I already said you don't want to know. I already said that!" In Castiel's voice, Gabriel could hear that he was going to cry.
"I wouldn't ask if I didn't want to know" Gabriel replied. When did Cas get so secretive?
"I don't want to talk about it" Castiel pouted even though he knew Gabriel couldn't see it.
"Was it bad? Real bad?" Gabriel knew Castiel was giving him the 'duh' look. "Did it - hurt?"
"Yeah" Castiel sniffed.
"Come on, kiddo. Don't cry" Gabriel remember his way across the room to Castiel's bed and crawled in next to him. Gabriel tried to remember the lullaby their mum used to sing. "Touch your heart. Close your bright eyes. Make a wish and say goodnight. The sky is wide and the stars will shine. I'll turn out the lights while you sleep real tight. Night little bro."
"Night, Gabriel." As Castiel drifted of to sleep he snored lightly. Gabriel, when he was sure Castiel was asleep, cried. Quietly, he didn't want to wake his baby brother. He could never cry in front of Cas. Castiel needed someone to be strong for him and Gabriel wasn't strong, but he needed Castiel to think he was. When Gabriel felt weak, he had to stay strong because that's what Cas needed.
He lost it the next day at school.
Like always they were outside, sitting around the same old table. Dean and Castiel on one side and the Gabriel and Sam on the other side, as far away from each other as could get.
"Anymore nightmares Cas?" Dean asked, the silence was awkward.
"No" Castiel shock his head. He didn't sleep enough to have nightmares anymore.
"Good" Dean kissed Castiel's forehead. Gabriel made fake puking nosies and Sam slapped him for being mean. Gabriel, froze. He remember his dad hitting him, and he remembered how it hurt.
"Gabriel" Castiel looked, concerned at his older brother. Gabriel, coming out of his flash back, looked up,
"What?"
"You ok?"
"Fine. Why?"
"Just asking" Castiel looked Gabriel up and down before gazing at the clouds again.
Silence fell again. Castiel clinging to Dean's waist for safety. Dean holding him steady. When Sam spoke to ruin the silence.
"What happened to your face?"
"Sam, don't -" Castiel began.
"Who done it?" Sam taunted Gabriel as they glared at each other.
"I walked into the car door" Gabriel hung his head, not being able to make eye contact when he lied.
"Did it hurt?" Sam was trying not be concerned. He didn't care about Gabriel. Him and Gabriel hated each other. He couldn't care about him. No, of corse not.
"Should I push you into a car door, see if that hurt?" Gabriel shouted anger flaring up inside of him.
"You said you walked into it" Sam crossed his arms.
"Keep talking to me like that and I will push your head into a car door" Gabriel stormed off before he even had a chance.
"I talk to him" Castiel suggested running after Gabriel.
"Sam, be nice" Dean warned him. Gabriel was his best friend and Sam was his baby brother and they hated each other.
"Did you hear what I said?" Gabriel feel back against the wall in the boys bath room. "I sounded like dad."
"No. You won't do it. Will you?" Castiel sat next to him, patting his shoulder.
"I said it though"
"You wouldn't do it, even to Sam" Castiel repeated. Gabriel hated himself for crying in front of someone he was meant to protect. He spoke like his dad and he was crying. Gabriel stood in front of the mirror and wiped his eyes.
"Let's enjoy beak?" Castiel asked.
"I don't want to turn out like dad, Cas"
"You won't."
"If I do -"
"You won't"
"If I do - kill me!"
"Gabriel"
"I mean it!" Gabriel said sternly. Castiel felt sad that Gabriel even thought he was little like their dad. Gabriel was far ever being like him.
"You won't. Come on" Castiel pulled him outside.