A little while later, at 7:30, most of Castiel's family came back. He really didn't care that they were back. He just wanted Sam to come pick him up already. It seemed like a half hour would be way too long for him to wait.
"Hey Cassie." His brother, Balthazar, said as he came into their room. "I can see how much fun it is to be reading." he said, sarcastically.
"It is actually. Probably better than whatever movie you went to see." Castiel said back, closing his book and sitting up.
"That's true. It really sucked. Plus, Rachel and Anna whispered to each other almost the whole time. And of course, I had to sit next to them. I barely got to enjoy the film, at all." Balthazar rolled his eyes, "How have you been doing? I haven't seen you all day."
"I've been pretty good. I went to the library, then to coffee, and came home. I'm gonna go out for a bit at 8 too." Castiel shrugged. He knew Balthazar wasn't as nosey as Gabriel was, so he wouldn't ask too many personal questions about it.
"Oh, that's nice. You seem pretty busy today." Balthazar smiled.
"Yeah. It's nice to actually go out and do something for once. Though, I also did last night too, but that wasn't too fun."
"Oh yeah. How was it? Did Rach drive you crazy?" Balthazar asked.
Castiel nodded, "Oh, hell yeah. She was really annoying. She kept running away, and getting lost. She also would not stop screaming." Castiel said.
Balthazar chuckled, "And how was she like when she finally met Sam?" He asked.
"Oh, this is the best part." Castiel was really going to love talking about this. All of the irony that goes into his sister's love for Sam, and Castiel's fake hatred for him. It was going to be too much fun to talk about this moment. Like it meant nothing to Cas, when in reality it meant so much to him now.
"So, we walked in, and the first thing Rachel does is run in and hugs this guy. He looked so uncomfortable. He looked like he was actually scared of her."
"I can see that happening, the poor guy." Balthazar smiled, "What else?"
"So then, he was like, 'Do you want a picture or an autograph?' And then she took a picture of him, then nuzzled her head into his chest, and was like, 'I just want to enjoy this moment. I love you' I mean, she literally just told this guy that she loves him" Castiel said.
"Wow. I'm not surprised at all at this. Did he like her attention?"
"Not really. He seemed uncomfortable the whole time. He had such a pained look in his eyes." Castiel laughed a little. He liked talking to Balthazar. He was one of the only family members who barely ever teased Castiel.
"Oh. So did you get to talk to him?" Balthazar asked. Castiel shrugged.
"He said hi to me, and that's basically it." He looked at Balthazar, trying to avoid the things he usually did whenever he lied.
"Oh, that sucks."
"No really. It's not like I actually wanted to talk to the guy or anything. I hate him anyway. He's kind of a douchebag." Castiel really felt bad for saying these kind of things. He felt as if Sam could actually hear him say these kinds of things. Castiel knew he was probably going to be angry at himself later on.
"Yeah, I always thought that the way this guy acts just spells out douche" It took a lot in Castiel not to physically look pissed off for his brother saying that.
"Yeah, I know right? And his songs? They're all mushy lovey crap. And I am pretty sure that guy doesn't even have a girlfriend or anything." Castiel said. He felt bad for that too, because Sam's contract didn't let him sing anything but mushy love songs. It was actually pretty sad for him.
"I know. Especially the first one that go popular. It was really annoying and angsty, and really got stuck in your head." Castiel tried so hard not to actually from at that. That's the only song that Sam's ever actually written that he was able to make into a record. Castiel wondered about the story behind that one. It kind of brought along the message that the other person was an asshole, but somehow he liked it. It really made Castiel wonder. Who was that guy? Or girl...Castiel wasn't sure about that part. Most of Sam's songs seem gender neutral. He'd have to ask him, probably not tonight, since it was still early in their friendship. Maybe once Sam started to trust Castiel more, then he would ask more of the personal questions that were really starting to bother him.
"Yeah. Though, I kind of like his first song." Castiel shrugged.
"Oh, well, I don't really like it. Anyway, I have homework to do. I wonder why I even took summer classes." Balthazar sighed.
"You're doing all your homework on a sunday night? Balthazar..." Castiel frowned.
"Not all of it! I did most of it last night. I'm just finishing it up tonight. You're not my mom." Balthazar said, pulling his books out of his backpack.
"Exactly. Mom would be worse." Castiel rolled his eyes.
"Yeah. She would."
"Anyway, I'm going to change and get ready. I'm leaving in like ten minutes." Castiel stood up.
"What? You have a hot date?" Balthazar smiled.
"No. Just going out with a couple friends." Castiel shrugged, and looked in his closet for a different shirt.
"Not to sound rude, but I didn't know you had friends." Balthazar said.
"I met this guy at the concert. He was sitting next to us, he hated Sam as much as me, so I talked to him. He's my friend now." Castiel shrugged, happy Balthazar couldn't see his face. That was such a big lie, though it was sort of true. He did meet Sam at the concert, and talked to him. Castiel ended up picking a white shirt, and one of his jackets that he had. He barely ever wore it.
"Oh. So, it is a date. I can tell. You never dress semi-nicely." Balthazar grinned.
"It's not a date." Castiel replied sharply.
"Whoa, there, Cassie. No need to get defensive."
"I'm not." Castiel looked in the mirror to make sure his hair was okay. He looked back at Balthazar, who was just chuckling at him.
"I'm going to go wait in the living room." Cas said, getting up and going into the living room, and watched the window to see when Sam was going to come. He still had like ten minutes left to go. Castiel didn't want to wait.
"So, where have you been all day?" He didn't notice the twins on the couch.
"Places." Castiel said.
"Places? Wow, Cassie, so interesting." Lucifer said.
"It's none of your business." Castiel frowned, not looking at them. They liked to push Castiel around a lot too. Most people in his family did.
"Really? We're older than you. We should know where you have been." Michael stated.
"Aw, come on. Give the kid some slack. He's probably just been crossing streams with some old guys."
"That's really disgusting." He heard Michael say.
"It probably happened. He probably does it all the time. Says he goes to the library, and fucks with desperate guys in alleyways. Who knows with him." He heard Lucifer laugh.
Castiel rolled his eyes, "I'm going to go wait outside." He mumbled.
"What? You're going somewhere? You've been gone all day. Have you asked mom? She wouldn't want you out so late." Michael said in an angry tone.
"Yeah. Mom already knows. You're not in charge of me. Leave me alone. I'm 18 anyway. I'm not a kid anymore." Castiel turned around to look at them, getting ticked off. "Leave me alone. I don't ask you about everything you do."
"Someone's snappy today." Lucifer chuckled.
"More like annoying." Michael frowned.
"Shut up." Castiel mumbled, and walked outside. He really hated his brothers sometimes. He sat on their front porch. It was really warm. Well, of course it was, it was in the middle of July. Of course it would be warm. He was lucky that the jacket wasn't really heavy. He'd probably end up taking it off later anyway if it got too hot. Not in a sexual way, he wasn't ready for that kind of shit yet. He took his phone out to check the time. Five minutes left. Castiel sighed.
After what felt like forever, he saw the car come in. Castiel sighed in relief and stood up. He got in the car.
"Hey." Sam smiled.
"Hey. God, my family is so fucking nosy, I'm so sorry about my brother." Castiel apologized, and buckled in.
"Oh, it's fine. I have it all figured out anyway. It won't be much of a problem. Unless he opens his mouth about it, then we're going to have a lot of shit going on. But as long as he listens, we'll be fine." Sam started to drive.
"Where are we going anyway?" Castiel asked.
"Not sure. I have a couple of ideas, but I don't know. I was just thinking we could watch a movie back at my hotel room." Sam shrugged.
"That's fine." Castiel hoped that's all that was what was going to happen.
"Cool. It's really nice. You know, the five star ones that only us rich people get." Castiel could tell Sam was joking. Castiel knew it probably really was one of those nice ones.
"You should fucking see the bathroom. It's amazing. It has like a hot tub in it." He saw Sam grinning.
"That sounds...nice."
"I know, right? Anyway, what time do you have to be home tonight?" Sam asked.
"Before 11. That's my curfew" Castiel answered.
"Cool." Sam pulled into the driveway of the hotel. He put his hood up, and the two rushed into the hotel. Once they got into the room, Castiel raised his eyebrows. Sam wasn't lying. It was really nice in there. It looked like it would cost a fortune, though he knew Sam definitely had the money for it.
"Awesome, right? Feel the couch." Sam sat on the couch. Castiel smiled a bit and sat on the couch next to him.
"You're right. Wow. This hotel room probably costs more than my house all together." Castiel said, it probably did.
"It's 400 a night. It has two bedrooms, and it's basically like an apartment."
"Holy shit, 400 a night. I didn't even know that was legal. I don't even earn 400 bucks in a week with my job."
"Where do you work?" Sam asked.
"Well, I haven't started yet, really. It's just some small bookstore." Castiel shrugged, "I got the job last week. I thought it would probably be the best for me for my first job. I wanna be out of the house as soon as I can. I'm not going to be like my brothers, still 22 and living at home."
"Oh. That's awesome. I wish I could work at a quiet place. But sadly, I work at the exact opposite." He chuckled. Sam ran his fingers through his hair, and took a deep breath.
"Anyway, what movies do you have here?" Castiel asked.
"Not sure. I could just order one. Any movie you want to see." Sam smiled. "The tv here is badass. Surround sound, HD, and all that awesome stuff."
"That's great. I can't think of what movie to watch...Actually, I haven't seen Red Dragon yet. We can just watch that." Castiel shrugged. He had seen it before, many times, but he couldn't think of anything else to watch.
"Really? Oh, it's great." Sam smiled, "Well, I only saw half of it on a plane once. From what I saw, it was pretty cool." He turned the tv on, and took the remote. He went through the on demand channel, and picked it out. "I'll go make us some popcorn." He got up and went into the kitchen kind of area of the hotel room. Castiel waited a while for him to get back.
"I'm back. Got the popcorn." Sam smiled and sat down. He put the popcorn between them, keeping his eyes on the movie. Castiel watched it too, occasionally sticking his hand in the popcorn and ate some. It tasted really fancy, with a lot more spices than just butter. It was wonderful. He really liked popcorn, and this was making it so much better.
Once the movie was over, Castiel just has to ask. "Where did you get this popcorn?" He asked. He really needed to buy some for himself.
"It came with the hotel. I can order some for you if you want. I get all this shit for free." Sam replied, putting the bowl on the table and scooted a little closer to Castiel.
Castiel smiled. "That would be awesome. So we have another half hour. What do you wanna do, Sammy?"
Sam shrugged. He started to breathe heavily, out of no where. He closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth. "Don't know. I'll be right back. I need something." Sam got up and went into one of the bedrooms. That was weird. Castiel waited for him, propping his legs up on the couch and laying down. Even the couch was comfortable. It was like he was in a rich person's house. Though, he was just in a rich person's hotel room. There wasn't really a difference.
Sam came back, with a cigarette in his mouth, and a lighter. Castiel raised his eyebrows. His heart almost sank. He frowned. Sam lit the cigarette, and put the lighter in his pocket. He started letting out puffs of smoke. He leaned against the door. He looked almost sad all of the sudden. "I didn't know you smoked." Castiel said softly.
"Once you've been through what I've been through, it's hard not too. I've been smoking for four years. It helps calm me down." Sam sighed.
"That's how long you've been in the singing business." Castiel felt really sad. He didn't know it was that bad.
"Yeah. It's...really rough. I don't want to talk about. Also, don't call me Sammy" Sam seemed different. He was usually always happy, and smiling. This was different.
"Sorry." Castiel said softly. "Maybe I should just go home or something." He started to feel bad, like he really did something wrong.
"No. Please. Don't leave." Sam sat next to him. Castiel could smell the smoke. He hated that smell, but he didn't mention it.
"I'm sorry, Cas. I just don't want to talk about that. I don't want you to go. That's the last thing I want." Sam looked down, letting out another puff. There must be something about Sammy that really triggers him. Maybe it has something to do with that boyfriend he wrote the song about. That was probably it. Since, he said he started when he was a singer. He must have hid it really well, since the press never found out about it. Well, Sam was very clever with how he hides his secrets. Who knew what other secrets he had. It made Castiel really nervous. He hoped he wasn't a murderer or anything.
"It's alright. It's my fault." Castiel said softly.
Sam looked up at him, "No, it's not. You didn't know."
Castiel nodded. Sam continued with his cigarette. It felt awkward now.
"Anyway. We should hang out again soon. What are you doing tomorrow?" Sam asked. Castiel shrugged.
"I have work from ten to three. After that, I'm free." Castiel said, thinking a bit.
"Cool. I'll pick you up from work, if you want me too." Sam said softly.
Castiel nodded, "That sounds nice."
"Maybe we can go to a movie, and then we can go to eat something." Sam said. It felt like that would definitely be a date. Castiel smiled. It was just a friend thing. No dating yet.
Sam and Castiel talked for a while longer. It was nice. It had only been a day, and Castiel felt like he's known Sam for longer. His thoughts on him changed completely in the 24 hours.
"You gotta bring me home before my mom murders me." Castiel said, looking at the clock.
"Right. That sucks, but yeah. I don't want you to get in trouble." Sam finished his cigarette, and put it in the ashtray, that Castiel didn't notice until now.
Sam brought him outside, and drove him home. Once he was home, he got out of the car. Sam rolled the window down.
"Oh. By the way, I like the outfit you're wearing. Though, I like the simpler stuff a little better. It looks nice on you." Sam smiled.
Castiel smiled a bit, "Thanks. I'll see you tomorrow "
"Yeah. Goodnight Cas."
"Goodnight Sam. Get some sleep. Its not good for you to stay up late. You have nothing else to do at night. Promise me you'll sleep." Castiel said softly.
Sam sighed, "I'll try." He rolled the window up, and started to drive away. Castiel went back inside and into his room.
"So. How did it go?" Balthazar asked.
"Fine." Castiel shrugged, and sat on his bed.
"You seem better than just fine." Balthazar grinned.
"It was fine. Okay?" Castiel wished Gabriel was here right now. He's the only one he could talk about it to. He stripped down to boxers and pulled one of the blankets over him. "I'm tired."
"Did someone have sex tonight?"
"Shut up. No I didn't. God, why does everyone always say shit like that to me."
"Because you're an 18 year old virgin. That's why."
Castiel rolled his eyes and turned over on to his side. "I'm going to sleep."
"Wow. Fine." Balthazar turned the light off, and used his flashlight to work on homework.
Castiel fell asleep, after thinking for what felt like hours about Sam.