AN: I don't really know what i'm writing anyore it kind of just comes out... Also there will be quite big time jumps in this chapter and the next one because i'm trying to progress the story.
Warnings: Bad language
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.
To say Castiel was disapointed was an understatment. It had all been a joke Castiel was sure of it. Instead of a note from the mystery boy a single note was stuck to his locker.
You will never amount to anything
It was cut out of news paper headlines stuck to a piece of paper. If Castiel hadn't been so upset he would have noticed that all The Mystery Boy's notes had been hand written and inside the locker. If he hadn't been so distraught he would have noticed that the resident bully, because apparently people still do this at 17, was laughing along with his friends. If he hadn't had tears in his eyes he would have noticed a blonde girl pull out her phone and try and get hold of someone. As it was he ran straight to Gabriel's sweetshop, tears streaming down his face, note clutched in his hand.
Castiel didn't make an apperance at school on Thursday or Friday.
Gabriel at a loss had phoned Crowley to talk to him but neither of them had got a response from Castiel who remained curled up on his bed, refusing to talk, refusing to eat only moving to use the bathroom.
To say Gabriel was murderous was an understatment, To say Crowley and he had not planned the death of the bastard who had done this was a lie. And to say they weren't surprised by what came next... well lets just say you would be the most unobservent person in existence.