20 weeks

Angelica's POV

Several weeks passed before we decided to tell the school about the pregnancy. It wasn't as quick and easy as that though. When the school, well the people in our grade level we knew we could trust about it and the principle who asked how it happened me, Castiel, and Dean came up with an idea. We told them it was a secret project we were doing involving pregnancy and somehow the chemicals spilled on Castiel. As for my parentage of the baby which they didn't even need to know at least in my opinion, that was a hard one but we came up with something cliché but they seemed to take it as the truth. I had nothing to do with his pregnancy but I didn't mind it much to the amusement of Dean. We made everyone promise not to leak it to the media and hopefully it would stay that way.

It was chaos the first week after everyone found out, but since then it seemed to have calmed down. First there were mean comments about me; whore, slut, bitch etc. Then they would ask their peers 'Did she sleep with him when she already has a boyfriend?', 'Did the two men sleep together?', or like 'What does she have to do with the pregnancy?'. Truthfully, I didn't care what they had to say about it. It didn't just stop there either but it did calm down ever since then.

And if you're wondering what I told them regarding my parentage, I told them that I was there when it happened and just so happened to touch him so on and so forth. It wasn't really a lie but it wasn't the truth either somehow. It pertained nothing to do with hunting so we were safe in regards to that. The principal seemed to fall for it and told us weird things do seem to happen a lot lately in our community these days.

The doctor came for the checkup a week ago and said the baby was healthy which made me happy. Castiel was the only one who knew the gender of it. Dean and I wanted it to be a surprise of whether we were getting a niece or nephew. Things were going great between us three which I hope will last these next upcoming weeks. Everything seemed the same but somehow it felt different too, well between me and Castiel. He also seemed more subdued for a few weeks. I can't explain it. Part of it was that Castiel wanted more attention then Dean was getting and he seemed jealous almost. I mean we aren't even a couple and it's getting really ridiculous. I get that he's pregnant and hormonal and all that crap but still I'm just one person.

My parents including me for whatever reason decided he would only go to school up until the thirty sixth week mark and attend summer school for the time he missed. I would attend only up until his thirty sixth week of pregnancy unless there were complications before then. Everything was going great up until today. I couldn't take it anymore so I just exploded. I swear this day will be etched in my head for life and I will regret it for the rest of my life. If only you'd seen his face you would too.

Castiel was sitting in the living room watching tv eating some strange concoction only probably he would eat. He was eating chef boyardee beefaroni with whip cream on top, egg salad on the side with a pickle he was currently munching on. He had his feet on the table in the living room which he knows I hate. I've been letting him get away with it for days but not today.

I go over and move his bare feet none too gently while he's eating and turn off the tv with the remote. He accidently drops the bowl when he was jostled but I didn't care I exploded nonetheless.

"Hey I was watching that and look what you made me do!"

"Well not anymore. I've told you about this several times but did you listen? No…" I said gesturing to his feet before he interrupts me.

"I don't know what in the world is the matter with you but you're just telling me now about it." He said.

"But you already knew it yet you do it anyway."

"What's wrong? I know it's not just about me and this table?" he said as casually as possible.

"What's wrong?" I said as I laugh but not humorously emphasizing the word. "What's wrong is that you're a asshole who doesn't care about anyone besides his self. Oh and how about the fact you've changed your appearance and everything else just so I'd notice you. I have a boyfriend now, you know that. What don't you not get anyway about that?"

He stood up and came closer to me rising head and shoulders above me as he said, "What don't I get about that? What don't I get about that? I get that Dean doesn't love you the way I do. We grew up together. I know everything about you while he only sees you between hunts. Tell me if you weren't dating Dean would you have dated me?"

His blue eyes are so enchanting it left me speechless for a moment but I still interrupt him before he continues. "I doubt it and that's just it. You know nothing about Dean. I know more things about him than I do you and I don't like you like that." I said knowing that was a lie.

He stepped one step closer carefully pulling my face to his and kissed me with emotion and passion. I kissed back for just a few seconds noting that there was electricity and feelings between us before pulling back as I thought of Dean and how wrong this was.

Hurt evident on his face he spoke. "Look me in the eyes and tell me you didn't feel anything after that Angel."

"I'm sorry Cas. I didn't. I don't love you. You mean nothing to me and I don't want anything else to do with you." I said with all my emotional reserve as I lied through my teeth.

Silence filled the room as he took a few steps back, devastation and what I couldn't name upon his face. He began swallowing and blinking as if to pull back tears into himself as his face paled.

At that moment I wish I could take it all back but the words were already out and I couldn't take them back only apologize which at this point I don't think I'd be forgiven. I knew I was supposed to let him down gently but I didn't care at the moment.

"What?" he said in a whisper.

"You heard me. We should have never met." Those words sealed the coffin and one lone tear fell down his face he quickly wiped away.

"I know when I'm not wanted...maybe I should just leave then." He said looking away then turning pain filled eyes to me.

"Maybe you should then and on the way pack up your things and never come back!" He should have expected that he thought to himself but it didn't hurt any less.

"What? You don't mean that." His breathing became shallow as more tears joined the first.

"Yeah I do." I said with finality.

There was a knock at the door and I went to open it. It was Dean. We kissed and he walked in suddenly aware of the tension in the room.

"What's going on?" he said as he sat on the couch and picked up the bowl and left the mess from it on the floor looking between us.

Castiel was frozen to the spot so I responded, "Nothing. Castiel was just about to pack his clothes and leave. Right Castiel?" He knows I'm angry when I use his full first name.

He doesn't respond but runs out the house with nothing but his cell phone which was already in his pocket but not until his last words to me were: "I hope you're happy Angelica."

I almost faltered and ran after him at the use of my full name before remembering I'm still mad at him.

After he ran out, I crashed down next to Dean and puts my head in my hands, "Oh now I feel so awful. I should go after him!"

Dean just pulls me closer and rubs soothing circles on my back kissing my forehead. "Let him cool off. He'll be back. You saw he didn't pack his things."

"I don't think so. And I don't think he's coming back because I told him to never come back. I don't think he'll want to see my face again. I was awful to him."

"I'll tell you what, if he doesn't show up or contact us or you can't contact him within five days we go find him." He wraps his arm around my shoulder and I intertwine my fingers with his. "Now tell me what happened."

"You would really help me find him?"

"Of course. He's not just your friend. He's mines too. Tell me."

"I feel really awful. I told him…" I began.

A/N: Harsh, I know, *goes to hide somewhere*, but don't worry I'm not going to be that bad on Castiel anymore. Tell me your thoughts. What are you thinking when reading this? Did you like it, hate it? Review, favorite, and or follow.