Hey guys! Like I said, this chapter isn't so fluffy. Basically, let the drama begin! Yay! Anyway, before we get into that, thank you for your review (MikaSayo), faves, and follows! Love you guys!
Monday came way too fast in Gabriel's opinion. He didn't finish his seventh period journals, and he had to cover Anna's sixth period, which was actually his only free period. To make up his work, he was going to actually have his first period watch a documentary he had found on Ralph Waldo Emerson. They were going to be writing poetry based on his work, so Gabriel figure it would be a great introduction.
He got to school and parked. He knew this was an easy day and then he and Sam were going to have a nice date. Which basically consisted of them ordering Chinese food in and watching something on Netflix. Gabriel was thinking of how he could get Sam to let him pick, even though it was technically Sam's turn, when he walked into his classroom. He sat behind his desk for a few minutes before he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.
Sam: Office or Classroom?
Gabriel: Classroom.
Gabriel went back to one of his journals and looked up when he heard the door open. Sam walked in and shut the door. He set his things down, walked over, and sat on the corner of Gabriel's desk.
"Good morning." Sam smiled. Gabriel smiled back and then looked back down to the journal.
"Morning. How was the rest of your weekend?" Sam shrugged.
"It was fine. Nothing really happened. Dean made some hangover jokes when I got home. So, does Castiel know about us?" Gabriel looked up at Sam. It was impossible to read his face, but Gabriel decided being honest was the best thing to do.
"I um…he…yeah. He does. He asked me about it and it all just kind of came out. I'm so sorry I just…"
"He told me that we only had a week to, as he put it, 'fix this'. What does that mean?"
"Oh he means break up. Or tell your brother. Maybe both, I'm not one hundred percent sure."
"What if I don't want to do either one?"
"Well, then we lie to him. It's not that hard. I've been doing it for years." Gabriel smiled.
"Works for me." Sam gave Gabriel a long kiss. Sam ran his tongue along Gabriel's bottom lip, earning him a groan from the older man. Their tongues explored the other's mouth. Then suddenly, there was a rattling of the doorknob and Gabriel pushed Sam hard in the chest away from him. Gabriel watched as Chuck walked in, but missed the pained expression on Sam's face.
"Oh! Good morning, Chuck, how are you?" Chuck walked closer and grinned at the pair of them.
"I'm well, how are you? Hello, Mr. Winchester."
"Professor Shurley." Sam smiled and walked over to sit in his seat. He actually felt adrenaline pumping through him by almost getting caught by Professor Shurley. The forbidden romance of it all was suddenly much more aware to him. The sneaking around and the lying was just part of the fun. Hiding it from his classmates was one thing, but almost getting caught by the principal was something completely different. It made all of it seem much more forbidden.
"So, Becky wants to have people over on Saturday night for my birthday. Maybe it can help you get to know some people outside of here. I mean, you've been here for over a month and nobody really knows you."
"Oh, yeah, that sounds great. What time?"
"I think about five, but I'll let you know when I check with the big boss."
"Alright, sounds great, I'll see you around then."
"Bye, Gabe." Chuck smiled again and then walked out. Sam was about to turn and talk to Gabriel when his classmates walked in. Jessica sat down and asked Sam where he had gone Friday night after they had danced.
"Oh I called somebody to come pick me up."
"Is it the secret boyfriend that Kevin thinks you have?" Sam chuckled for Jessica's sake, but wasn't going to answer the question. She was staring him down, but just as Sam opened his mouth to come up with something, Gabriel walked to the front of the room.
Gabriel stared as his desk after Chuck left, because suddenly, this forbidden romance thing with Sam really came into light. Things could've been bad if Sam hadn't shut the door, if they hadn't heard the door, damn it. What the hell was he doing? Sam could've gotten in trouble, lost his scholarship, lose his options for college, there were so many negative ramifications for Sam. This was stupid. He could wait a few months. Yes, it would hurt, but it was a hell of a lot better than getting caught and Sam losing everything that he had worked for. He wanted to continue with Sam, but this wasn't going to work until after he graduated. It just…they couldn't do it. Gabriel looked up when more students walked in. He made his way to the front of the room, avoiding Sam's eyes, and wrote on the dry erase board "Ralph Waldo Emerson".
"Alright guys, so, today we will be watching a movie. Don't get too excited." He replied to some of the students that had whispered 'yes's that came from some people. "It's a documentary about," Gabriel pointed to the board. "Ralph Waldo Emerson, and I will explain why we are watching it at the end." Gabriel turned on the projector and walked back to his desk. He tried reading his last stack of journals, but he couldn't focus. He couldn't focus on anything other than what he needed to say to Sam. Sam was logical, and if Gabriel explained it correctly, things would be okay. He would know that they just needed to wait seven months. And it wasn't like they wouldn't see each other. Even outside of class, as long as Dean and/or Castiel were there.
The movie ended and Gabriel walked to the front of the room.
"So, starting tomorrow we will be reading his poetry and writing some too. It'll be more fun than it sounds, I promise." The bell rang as all the students gathered their things, but Sam waited a moment. He was still in his chair when he asked.
"Are you okay?" Gabriel turned around the erase the board.
"Yeah, I'm fine, Sammoose. Hey, I've got an appointment today after classes, but why don't you just come over around sixish?" Sam stood up.
"Yeah, that works for me. Are you sure you're alright?" Gabriel turned around and smiled as convincingly as he could.
"Never better, Samshine, never better. Now you better get going or you're going to be late to your next class." Sam still shot a worried glance at his boyfriend before walking out the door. 'Yup', Gabriel thought to himself, 'tonight was going to be harder than he even imagined'.
Sam was switching his books at his locker when he heard somebody next to him slam a locker. He jumped and looked over and saw Ruby staring daggers at him.
"Um…good morning?" She rolled her eyes and stomped off.
"Dude," Kevin said behind him. "What did you do?"
"Nothing. She kissed me at the party and then I left." Sam shrugged. He really didn't care. He knew that there was something going on with Gabriel.
"She kissed you? Does…?" Kevin widened his eyes as if trying to communicate who he meant.
"No, well, I actually don't know. I kind of blacked out and I woke up in…his bed and…" Maybe that's what was wrong. Maybe Gabriel felt bad that Sam was hungover and now he was going to be mad at him and they were really going to have to talk. "Shit. I'm going over to his apartment tonight, so I guess we'll see." Sam went to his next class and tried to focus, but he couldn't. He was trying to think of ways that he could make things up to Gabriel. Or maybe he was just being crazy and nothing was really going on. They just needed to talk about it.
The rest of the day seemed to drag. Sam got through his classes, and then hurried home, hoping that time would go faster if he could be on his laptop. He also figured that he should get his homework done while he waited. Finally, around five forty-five, Sam left. He'd gotten a text from Dean saying that he and Bobby were going to go out for beers, so Dean wasn't there to question him.
Gabriel, meanwhile, was trying to find the right words. He knew that Sam wouldn't be able to see why this was a good thing or why they had to do this. Gabriel was falling for the kid, and that was far too dangerous for both of them. It would be easier to hurt him now then hurt him later or make him lose everything if they were to be caught. He had to do this. He had to have some self-control. He just had to.
Sam knocked on Gabriel's door and waited for Gabriel to answer. He answered with a small smile.
"Hi, Sammoose."
"Hi, angel." Sam leaned down and gave Gabriel a kiss. Gabriel savored it more than he probably should have. Then again, he knew that it was probably going to be his last kiss with Sam. He pulled Sam into the apartment, not breaking them apart, and shut the door.
"Mmm…so did you order the Chinese yet?"
"Um…no, Sam look, we need to have a talk." Sam knew something was wrong.
"Is it about Friday night? Did I tell you Ruby kissed me? Because when she kissed me I was drunk and I didn't kiss her back. I'm sorry, I know we probably should've talked about it on Saturday or…"
"No, it's got nothing to do with that. Just listen to me. Sam," Gabriel took a deep breath and looked away. How could he say this? He had had over two hours to prepare, but when Sam was actually in front of him, he couldn't do it.
"Gabe, what's wrong? You look like you're about to pass out. Hey," Sam put his index finger under Gabriel's chin and lifted it so their eyes met. "What's going on?"
"W…we can't…we can't do this anymore." Gabriel whispered. Sam looked over Gabriel's face, looking for a joke, or a crack of a smile, but there was none.
"You're kidding right? I thought that we had been through this." Gabriel took a step back.
"I know, and we have, but after this morning, I just, I don't think we should do this anymore."
"This morning? You mean when Principal Shurley came in? Why? We almost got caught by everybody in the class earlier."
"And I should've ended it before then! Don't you see? This is just…it's not good for you. You could lose everything. Your scholarship, your dream to go to California. How would you explain to Stanford why you got kicked out of Kripke?"
"I wouldn't get…"
"Yes, you would. If they found out, you would lose everything."
"What if I don't care?" Sam couldn't believe what he was hearing. This was a terribly cruel prank, even for Gabriel. He wanted to be with Gabriel and he thought that Gabriel wanted to be with him.
"Sam, you really need to think about how this could affect your future."
"I don't fucking care. I want to be with you!"
"I care, Sam! I care about you and your future and being caught with a teacher isn't worth throwing it all away!" Gabriel turned around so that hopefully Sam wouldn't see the tears in his eyes. Son of a bitch, why did this hurt so much?
"You really think my education will be effected by this? This isn't about me at all is it?" Sam suddenly felt everything click. Gabriel was just doing this to save his own ass. "You're too scared to be caught with me because YOU'LL lose everything!" Gabriel spun back around.
"Don't." Gabriel's voice was deathly quiet, countering Sam's shouts. "Don't you DARE think that."
"What the hell am I supposed to think?" Sam could feel the heat and prickle behind his eyes.
"Sam, I..." Gabriel's voice broke completely. He swallowed and told himself that this was better. "It's better this way. We just need to wait until you graduate."
"So then we can just get started and then be pushed into a long distance relationship? I want us to have a solid base before I leave for Stanford."
"We can do that in the couple of months until you leave!"
"Or we could have almost a year together before I leave! Gabe, angel, please?"
"Sam, don't." Gabriel said in a low voice, thick on the brink of tears.
"I won't wait." Sam was hoping this threat would work, and it made Gabriel really look at Sam, and then he smiled.
"That would probably be better for you. If you don't want to wait, don't." Sam was taken aback by Gabriel's blasé approach, but he couldn't tell that underneath it, Gabriel was breaking. It had almost broken his heart when Sam had said that. Gabriel knew that it had been a bluff, or hoped rather. What if Sam really wasn't going to then? Well, then, let Sam be happy.
"You really want me to date somebody else?"
"Sam, I'm really sorry, I just, I think…" Sam cut him off with a hard, passionate kiss. He tried to communicate everything that he wanted to say. Gabriel kissed him back for a moment, until he pulled away and rested his forehead to Sam's.
"Sam, don't do this to me."
"Then tell me you're not going to leave me." It wasn't a command. Sam was practically begging, pleading with Gabriel to say it. Say that he changed his mind and that they would be together.
"I think you should go." Gabriel stepped away and opened the door for Sam. Sam stared at Gabriel for a long time, before he finally walked out. He slowly walked down to his car, trying not to let the tears fall. He sat in his driver's seat for almost ten minutes before he pulled his phone out and dialed a number.
"Hey, it's Sam, do you think we could hang out tonight?"
