A/N 1: Okay! Some news here. This story is almost finished! :D My first multi-chapter slash story is almost finished. *tears up* I can't believe it! :D Oh, and there's a poll on my profile. Here's the question: How would you react if Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, and Misha Collins showed up at your house? I decided to put in my vote and I would say I'd be confused. Lol. I'd be like, "The hell you guys doing here?" Lmao. Go and vote, people! Lol.
Warning: Swearing, mentions bullying, and use of coarse language. There are three words here that I absolutely hate, but I'm putting them in here because it makes it life-like. :c Sorry Cas. Dx
For the next two months, Castiel and Dean were inseparable. They went to fairs, they walked their dogs together, they ate at restaurants together, etc. And in those two months, they both realized they were in love with each other.
They were sitting inside the Impala. Castiel was leaning against Dean's side with Dean's arm around his shoulders.
Castiel was deep in thought, thinking about something that was extremely important. It was something he needed to tell Dean, he just didn't know how well Dean would react to it.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Dean's voice broke through his thoughts.
Castiel sighed before shifting himself closer into Dean's side. "I need to tell you something important, but I'm afraid of what you're going to say once I tell you."
Dean was confused and slightly worried. He probably has a kid. NO! Don't think like that! "You can tell me anything."
Castiel moved away from Dean and ran his fingers through his hair and looked at Dean. "Do you remember the first day of your Junior year, you started picking on a Freshman who was really short, had gelled, black hair, and thick, black glasses?"
Dean thought for a moment and nodded. "Yeah. He was a nerd. A bit of a weirdo, too," he said, giving Castiel a confused look. "Why?"
Castiel looked toward the window and fixed his hair so it wasn't so messy and pulled out thick, black glasses and put them on his face and looked toward Dean. "Hey, Dean."
Dean's eyes widened. "Fuck," he muttered as he ran his fingers through his hair.
He couldn't believe it. The person sitting next to him was the person who he used to pick on everyday until he graduated high school. He used to say horrible things to him. Called him many names like faggot, queer, and homo. He used to push him around and stuff him in lockers.
This was the person who he used to make fun of... Every. Single. Day.
"Dean," Castiel said softly. Dean looked at him and Castiel smiled. "I've forgiven you the day you wrote me back."
"Why'd you tell me this?" Dean asked. He was feeling his anger growing, and he didn't know why.
Castiel shrugged. "I just wanted to know why you felt the need to bully me every single day until you graduated."
Dean gritted his teeth. "You really want to know?" Castiel nodded. "Because you were the perfect target. The way you dressed and the way you looked just caught my attention. Then, my teammates and I somehow found out that you were a complete fag, so that was a definite plus. The way you would react to the name calling and being pushed around was what made us all come back. Oh, and the way you talked. All nasally and squeaky, like a mouse," Dean chuckled at that. "I remember one day when I stuffed you into a locker, you were heading to the bathroom, and you really had to pee, but did I care? Then an hour later, I let you out of the locker, and you had pissed yourself while you were in there. God was that funny."
"You asshole!" Castiel shouted and slapped Dean's cheek. Dean stared wide eyed at the man as he held his cheek. "I now have fucking bladder problems because of you. I said I fuckin' forgave you and you go ahead and bring back old memories. Thanks a lot, you asshole!" he shouted at Dean before getting out of the car.
Oh God, what did I do? "Cas, wait!" he said as he got out of the car and ran up to the blue eyed man. "Cas!"
Castiel whirled around and Dean backed away, seeing the anger boiling in Castiel's bright blue eyes. "You don't have the right to call me that anymore! Just leave me the fuck alone!"
Dean stayed right where he was at and watched the man he used to pick on and fell in love with walk away. You're a fucking idiot! He let out a loud sob and fell to his knees, his heart was wrenching painfully and let out a loud, agonized scream as he cried.
Castiel ran all the way home, crying and once he got inside the house, he slammed the door closed and ran up the steps to his room. He slammed his bedroom door closed and landed on his bed and screamed into his pillow.
"Cas, you okay?" he could hear Gabriel ask through the door.
"Go away, Gabe!"
"Okay! Sheesh! Just let me know if you need anything. I'm here if you need me."
"'kay!"
Castiel started to cry, remembering the day he was stuffed into the locker while heading to the bathroom.
A 14 year old Castiel was walking to the bathroom when he felt someone grab the back of his shirt and push him up against a locker. He looked up at who it was and saw green-hazel eyes.
"Come on, Dean. I have to go pee!"
Dean chuckled. "Does it look like I care?" he asked as he opened an unlocked locker and shoved Castiel into it. "I guess not!" he said with a chuckle and closed it.
Castiel started to pound on the locker door and wailed, "Dean! I have to go pee! Come on!"
"Yeah, yeah. I'll see you in an hour!"
"DEAN!" Castiel shouted as he continued to hit the locker door.
When Dean didn't open the locker, Castiel stopped hitting the door and sobbed. It was dark inside the locker, besides the light coming out of the three slits of the locker door, but that didn't help. He hated the dark and continued to cry until he felt something warm run down his leg. He froze.
"Oh, no. Please no," he said as he slowly moved his hand down to the front of his pants. They were wet. "Oh God, why?"
An hour later, Dean kept his promise and showed up, but once he saw that Castiel had wet his pants, he laughed. Castiel ran out of the locker and ran to the gym to grab his gym shorts. That day had to be the worst day he ever had.
Castiel stopped crying an hour later. He shook his head and thought, Why did I ever think he changed? He fell asleep thinking about Dean's green-hazel eyes and his smile.
A/N 2: Uh... heheh... I'll do the honors. *slaps self* There. Oh boy. I was on the verge of tears while writing this. Dx I was just simply writing the first two sentences when I had this idea. I thought it would be a great one until I started writing it. :( Well, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter... wait no, hated this chapter actually. xD If you hated this chapter, go ahead and say it, 'cause I hate it. I hate it 'cause I caused Cas a huge deal of pain. :c I sowwy Cas. *hugs Cas* Review. Tell me your thoughts on this chapter.
A/N 3: Anyone else notice FanFic being slow? Dunno if it's just me. Dx