Chapter nine. Please review and leave a suggestion if you have one. I decided to make this sort of an outsiders POV, someone who doesn't get a lot of screen time.
I crouched down beside my brother, helping him zip up his jacket. His toddler hands were getting frustrated and he would have started crying soon. He looked up at me with fearful blue eyes before sticking his thumb into his mouth.
"Mama," He mumbled through his fist.
"Shh, its alright Cas," I murmured. I stood up and ran a hand through his dark hair.
About that time Mama came into the hallway, her make up was smudged and her hair a mess. I looked down at my Cas, I didn't like her like this.
She knelt down beside Cas, giving him a smile. "Here you go," She said wrapping him up in a tan trench coat. "This way you won't get cold, right Gabe," She sniffed.
"Yeah," I said quietly. She smiled one more time, before pulling us both into a hug.
"Be good alright, you know what to do alright Gabe, you watch your brother and don't let him out of your sight," She warns. I nod stiffly, looking down at my brother who's to young to understand. I understood because I'm a big boy. Once she pulled away I looked at her face, that was covered in little cuts that were still bleeding. That's why we were leaving, because Daddy threw the mirror while she was holding Cas. I looked down at my brother, who was staring off into space, I think he's still scared.
"I love you, I love you both so much," She murmured, wiping her eyes.
"Bye bye Mama," Cas chirped, giving her a grin. I stared at him, he didn't understand.
"Bye bye baby," She said as she started to cry. That seemed to scare Cas, who reached up and touched the bruise under her eye.
"Hurt?" He asked.
She nodded, grabbing his hand and pulling it away gently.
"Kate!" That was Dad, he was in his room.
"Just a minuet, I forgot to grab the mail," She called quickly opening up the door. She leaned down and kissed both of us on the head before ushering us outside.
She looked at us a second, biting her lip rethinking the situation. "Kate!" That was Dad again.
"By Mama," I waved, grabbing my brothers hand. I understood. It wasn't safe for Cas anymore and we had to leave. But if Mama tried to leave with us then Dad would get mad.
I lead my brother out of the building and down the street toward the bus station. I have thirty dollars in my pocket and that should be enough to get me to Grandma.
We got there and had to wait for the bus, so I picked Cas up and helped him onto the bench. We waited for a long time, and it just kept getting colder. I didn't know when the bus was coming. Mama had said it runs again at midnight.. but I didn't know what time it was. Finally the bus pulled up and a man opened the door for us.
"Going somewhere kids," He asked hesitantly, staring at Cas. I shook my head, not answering him. The bus was empty so we got to sit in whatever seat we wanted. "Hey boys, I'll be right back I just need to make a call at that payphone so don't leave alright," He ordered.
"Yes Sir," I promised.
I watched different emotions cross my brothers face, one right after the other as I repeated the story back to him. I'm glad I even still remember, being only six at the time.
"Did anyone ever save her, did you ever tell anyone," He asked.
I shrugged, "I tried looking for her again, never found anything. They knew where we were headed, but I guess she was to sick to take custody of us," I explained, referring to our grandma.
He nodded, chewing the inside of his lip. I wanted to ask a question now.
"So those new brothers of yours, how'd you meet 'em," I asked. That brought a faint smile to his face.
"I met Dean in a group home, Sam the next day. We had gotten placed together ever since," He said grinning.
"So when do I get to meet the other one, and the parents," I asked.
He sighed and ran a a hand through his hair. "Dean he... Family's the most important thing to him and he's mad because you just.. vanished," He said hesitantly.
I sighed, I knew that was coming. "I'm sorry Cas, I don't know what was going through my mind at the time, I was sixteen and screwed up in the head," I tried. I knew though I deserved him being angry.
"Recently, some really heavy crap has been happening, and well I just don't think anyone needs extra on there plate," He said apologetically.
I nodded, "That makes sense, what about the little guy,"He asked referring to Sam.
He chuckled, "As long as I stay on his good side his mouth is shut."
I laid on the bed and watched Dean's chest move up and down. He had dozed off a few hours ago and since my parents weren't home I decided to let him sleep, I have a feeling he hasn't been getting much.
At first when I found out I was scared that Dean would leave. That he'd get scared and freak out. But now I know he's not like that, he wont abandon a child or me. Then all I was scared of was my parents. My mom and dad weren't bad people, they were just strict and had a perfect mental image of what my life was going to be like, down to the nitty gritty like who I was going to marry. They had pointed some suitable guys, in there eyes at least. Dean was not who they wanted me with and after that day he met them they had a long talk with me. Now I'm scared of what they'll do.