Angelica's POV
One day passed after the brutal argument between Cas and I. The next day had me questioning why I even started it in the first place. He did nothing wrong except wanting me to see what was right in front of me. You're probably wondering is she just now figuring that out. The answer to that question is yes.
As I look over at the two pictures sitting next to my bed on a nightstand, I couldn't help but smile at the pictures of the two of us. In those pictures was a picture of us as kids on a slide smiling at the camera without a care in the world about a year after I met him. On the next picture was of us now taken a year or so ago. In the picture we were standing with our fingers interlaced hanging between us smiling as we looked into each other's eyes. Both pictures were taken by my parents. I remember it like it was yesterday except I can never get those happy moments back only make new ones.
I wander over to the collage hanging on the wall of pictures of just the two of us on a collage before Dean reentered my life taken throughout the years. I enter Castiel's room and notice the same picture on the nightstand in his room and the collage which had different pictures than mine with just the two of us and my mind conjures up all the happy memories we shared as I laugh to myself at most of them before becoming upset all over again. Now you see why I have to make things right again between us. After a while I decide to think about something to say to him over voicemail so he forgives me.
The doorbell rings and I open it only for it to be Dean. He kisses me and I kiss back but I wasn't really into it as I have been before. If he notices the change, he doesn't comment. When I become visibly upset and collapse to the floor crying, he catches me but not before landing to the floor himself. He gathers me into his arms brushing the tears away with the pad of his thumb only for more to spill.
"Hey, hey. None of that. What's wrong? Is it about yesterday?" he said with a hint of worry and sadness probably from seeing me cry. "You're going to make me cry. You don't want to see that right?"
I shake my head where my head lays against his chest laughing before silent tears come down my face as I stop.
"That's my girl! That laugh is just what I want to hear. Erase those tears and tell me what's the matter." he said lifting my face up to his as he wiped my face kissing me again and my forehead.
"I messed up with Cas and I don't think he'll ever forgive me. There's something I left out when I told you what happened yesterday. Cas kissed me."
"Did you kiss back?" There was a hint of hurt in his voice as his voice shook that he covered up by coughing into his elbow.
"I did but I didn't mean to. There was just something there in it and when he asked me basically if it meant anything to me, I lied to him."
A tear fell down his cheek soon joined by others. "I suspected that I just didn't want to acknowledge it."
"See this is why I didn't want to tell you. I've already hurt you." I said wiping his tears away.
"Hey, don't worry about me. Fix things with Cas with a voicemail." he replied getting up as he helped me up. "You and me are going to have a big talk after you leave that voicemail.
I look down at the tear spot on his shirt. "I'm sorry I messed up your shirt."
"That's okay. Wasn't my favorite shirt anyway. Do me a favor and hand me one of Cas's shirts."
I go into his room and get the first I see. I come back out and see he's already taken his shirt off. When he sees me staring, he grins like the Cheshire cat and flexes his muscles in his arms making silly faces at me.
I laugh and throw the shirt at his head to which he barely catches.
Sitting on the couch leaning against Dean, I thought of what finally to say on the voicemail but he didn't pick up from all the times I tried. The first few times I tried I hung up without sending a voicemail.
"Hy, this is Castiel Novak. I'm sorry I can't get to the phone right now but if you leave your information at the dial, I'll be sure to get to you as soon as possible."
I never knew how much I would miss that voice until I heard it again. I decided I needed to hear that voice more often so when I got the dial, I plunged on and left one. Hopefully It wasn't too cheesy.
"Hey it's me. I'm really sorry for all the things I said to you. Out of all the people I could've met and built a strong relationship with, it was you." My voice begins to crack as I said the next part. "You should know I never regretted meeting you. There's a statement from a movie I watched last night and I believe it. It goes 'Love is worth waiting for. It doesn't happen when you want or expect it. Sometimes love is hidden from in front of our eyes but it always seems to find a way no matter how long it takes.' Maybe it was a sign when I watched it. I don't know but I do know you're almost like my other half. Maybe..." The phone clicked signaling the end of the call before I could finish.
"You really love him, don't you?" Dean said quietly as he held me against him as he was sitting with me.
"I do but not like how I love you." It was partially true but everything I said in the voicemail was the whole truth.
"You know I could make this less as complicated as it could be and let you go be with him. You know the saying if you love someone you let them go."
I take the pillow that was behind me on his chest and get up off of him and hit him with it for mocking me. Before I could hit him with it, he took it from me and begin to talk with me.
"I'm serious. I love you so much I'm willing to let you go be with him. Admit it you love him more than you let on."
"Maybe but that doesn't change the way I feel about you. I do love you." I answered with every ounce of honesty I could muster as I look for any change in his expression. He gives me a smile but I could see the hurt and sadness behind it.
"That is exactly what I wanted to talk to you about. Can I tell you something without you taking it the wrong way?"
"Depends but go ahead."
"You like me but you love Castiel. We only know each other through emails and I've only known you since we met at school. I've seen you interact with Cas and you light up whenever you're seen with him not so much with me-"
"What are you trying to say?" I ask as I interrupt him.
"We don't have the same connection," he replied but his voice cracked on the last word before plunging on when several tears fell down his face I wiped away. "Oh boy, this hurts like hell but I guess what I'm trying to say is you should go or do whatever makes you happy and I'm not the guy you should do it with."
"You do make me happy though. You have to know that."
"I know I do but you have to admit Cas makes you happier which is why I'm letting you go."
"Yeah, he does but I don't want to lose you."
"You will never lose me." he answers while holding his pinky up and I join mine with his. "I should be worried about losing you so to prevent that from happening do you promise to be my best friend forever?"
I laugh as tears begin to fall down my face. "You bet your ass I do Dean Winchester!"
"One last kiss?"
"Of course, you can you idiot."
"Your idiot?"
I nod my head as I answer him. "My idiot."
We lean into each other and kiss for the last time, our tears mingling together.
Back at the Novak house, Castiel switched to his iPhone in his room when his phone begins to ring. He was on the bed tossing a football in the air when he saw who it was.
When he saw it, he threw it to the side but not before it beeped. It was only one voicemail so he went on and listened to it. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry so he settled on both knowing he had forgiven her. He set the phone to the side as the ending notes of Richard Marx's song 'Right here waiting for you played in the background.
Oh, can't you see it baby
You got me goin' crazy
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you
Waiting for you.
A/N: Review, favorite, and or follow. Did I portray Dean correctly? Do you think this is something he would do? Tell me your thoughts. Before I forget, the statement in her voicemail is from the movie 'Romantically Speaking'.