Dean drove to Cas's apartment quickly and the two shared a quick good night kiss before Cas got out of the car and headed to his flat. He opened the door silently thinking Anna would be in bed but he was shocked to find her sitting on their threadbare old couch, apparently waiting for him.
'What the fuck was that?' She spat, her eyes wide and accusing. Cas froze for a moment before realising what this must be about.
'You saw me and Dean' He sighed, plonking down on the floor where he was stood, he didn't want to deal with this twice in the space of half an hour.
'You and Dean? There's a you and Dean? He's thirty something Cas and you're sixteen.' Anna screeched. Cas knew she was only trying to look after him but he didn't need looking after against Dean.
'I know Anna, I know.' Cas groaned, a hand smoothing his hair down only to mess it up again and repeat.
'And you're still letting this happen?' Anna questioned, her mouth hanging open like a fish while her eyes were wide and crazed.
'I love him Anna. I really love him and he loves me. He makes me happy.' Cas tells her, his eyes far away and a faint smile on his face.
'But Cas, its wrong. Surely you know it is?'
'I know it is but it feel so right. Please don't tell anyone. Swear you wont.' Cas begged, his sister had never seen him so desperate but love can do crazy things to a man. Anna thought it over in her head. It was disgusting, wrong and would probably lead to heart break but if Cas was truly happy, couldn't they face all of that for now? Surely a high school relationship between a teenager and an adult couldn't last too long….
'Fine, but if anything happens and you end up heart broken don't come crying to me. And I'm still not happy about this.' Anna sighed slinking back into the couch, which almost swallowed her small frame whole. Cas stood up, gave Anna a quick hug and then got ready for bed before sliding into the scratchy covers. It was then that he pulled out his phone and began to text Dean.
'Anna saw us' Cas told Dean, simply holding his phone while he waited for the reply, which arrived promptly.
'What did she say?' Dean asked, though Cas obviously couldn't see it, Dean was worried. If the police got involved he could get into trouble.
'She's not happy about it but she isn't going to tell anyone' Cas replied, causing Dean to sigh in relief.
'I had the same with Sammy. He's sure as hell pissed with me but he aint gonna tell anyone.' Dean informed Cas. This showed them both just how serious their relationship was getting in the short time span they had known each other. It also showed them that they were being sloppy and really needed to be careful about being seen, especially since Anna had seen them through the window.
Cas barely slept that night, dreading his first day back at school tomorrow. He knew that he couldn't go to 's class room at recess anymore, which meant he was likely to bump into Matthew Smith, the leader of the pack that beat him up and carved him like a Sunday roast.
Walking into school the next day was nerve wracking, he wore his blue skinny jeans with a red hoodie and red convers trying to just blend in with everyone else, not that there was much chance. He had only been in the school for a few minutes when he heard a voice behind him.
'Well well, if it isn't little firecracker.' Matthew sneered, his friends and all the students in hearing distance broke into laughter. Cas felt his cheeks flush to much the same shade as his hoodie, maybe red wasn't such a good colour. Cas carried on walking, only to have Matthew body slam him into the closest bathroom.
'Thought we wouldn't get you, didn't you? Thought that pathetic was going to protect you. Then again, no one does care about poor little Casie do they?' Matthew growled as he circled Cas. Cas knew he couldn't let him self believe it.
'Dean cares, Dean cares, Dean cares' he repeated over and over in his head, trying not to let fear show on his face.
'Shall we do this quickly and get it over with?' The patronizing tone in Matthews voice made Cas wanted to punch him but he knew that would just make matters worse. Matthew most definitely did not do it quickly because it was almost an hour later that Cas limped out of the bathroom. It was bad, he didn't even know one person could inflict this much damage using only their bare hands and a razor blade. Cas did an assessment of his injuries. He was sure at least one rib was broken, and possibly two fingers. Basically his whole body was bruised, especially his face, the was one long cut up either arm from Matthew trying to show him how to kill himself properly and the word 'gay' was carved deeply into his hip. Cas followed his instinct and called Dean.
'Cas, what's up?'
'Are you in work?' Cas didn't want to mess up his work hours and would only tell him what had happened if he was at home.
'No, Cas you're scaring me, what is wrong?'
'Dean, I need you to pick me up. I got beaten up'
'I'm on my way.'
Cas pressed the red button and limped to the school car park, sitting gingerly on the steps that lead up to the schools front entrance. The Impala screeched into the car park not ten minutes later and Dean jumped out.
'Jesus Christ Cas, what the hell happened?' Dean gasped, taking in his boyfriends broken appearance. Cas stood with the help of Dean and was about to reply when suddenly the floor rushed up to meet his face. Dean managed to catch him before he did any damage but the young boy was out for the count.
Nice little cliffie there….HAPPY NEW YEAR! Thanks to everyone that had followed, favourite and especially reviewed, though I have 9 people that have this story as a favourite and 14 following it yet only 2 amazing people commenting on each chapter? C'mon people!
