Angeal walked into Castiel's basement and looked at his watch. He was late, supposing to be there at noon, it was already twelve thirty. "Cas?" He called out.
"Hey, gimme a sec."
A moment later Castiel appeared. "Lys is helping his brother so it just us hanging out for now."
Angeal smiled and at his friend."Sounds cool, what were you doing?"
Castiel held up a small box," If I don't hide the dog treats Demon will eat them all."
Angeal laughed slightly. Castiel sat on the couch and stretched his back. Angeal got behind him and sat and the back of the couch behind him. He grabbed bits of Castiel's hair.
"What the hell?"
"Shhhh," Angeal hushed,"just let it happened."
Castiel sighed as he felt his hair being braided. "Soon, any luck with that chick you like?"
Angeal tensed slightly. He and Nathaniel had started dating yesterday, On Friday, and Angeal had had no intention of telling Castiel yet. He knew Castiel and Nathaniel didn't get along, and wondered if his friend would treat him different after telling him. "Uhm, yea... We actually started dating yesterday."
"Cool, so do I finally get do know her name?"
Angeal but his lip nervously. "N-nathaniel?" It came out more like a question then he had ment.
"Wait you and him?," Castiel asked turning to face Angeal,"Damn, never expected that. Though I can kinda see it." Castiel sat back again."After all you are kind of a nerd."
Angeal laughed and pushed the back of Castiel's head. "Fuck you man." He said with a chuckle.
Castiel leaned his head back so he could look up at his friend and smirked,"Sorry sweetie I cost more then you could ever afford."
Angeal laughed and leans down to hug his friends neck. "Thank you,Cas." Castiel hugged back slightly."Whatever man."
Angeal sat back, "Okay now sit up. You just fucked up your braids and now I have to start over."
Castiel obeyed. "How much are you gonna braid?"
Angeal smiled wickedly behind him,"All of it."
Castiel laughed. "Do you even have enough rubber ba- Oh Fuck." He grimaced as Angeal had held out a baggy of rubber bands.
"Let the torture begin!" Angeal said gleefully as he began to braid his friends hair.
Nathaniel sighed as he laid on his bed. His mom and sister were gone for the weekend, opting to leave him at home. He looked sadly at the clock, sighing as it was only seven in the evening on a Saturday. His father had been in his study all day, so Nathaniel hadn't had much interaction with him, for which he was thankful.
"Nathaniel come here now!"
'Spoke to soon.' He thought bitterly. He obediently went to his father's study. "Yes sir?"
The man before him reeked of alcohol. The man stood and walked of to Nathaniel in staggering steps. Nathaniel noticed he had a bottle in his hand and backed against the door.
"F-fathe-" before Nathaniel could finish his father hot him aside the head with the bottle. Nathaniel fell to the ground. His hand flew to the side of his face, where he felt blood. Before he could react his father kid him in the gut, sending Nathaniel doubling over in pain.
"I'll teach you, you little shit," his father said, signifying the abuse had just started.
By the time the beating had stopped an hour and a half had past. Nathaniel left his house in slow, staggering steps. All he wanted to do was feel safe, and he only ever felt truly safe when he was with Angeal.
He soon reached Angeal's apartment building. He went to the elevator and pressed the button for Angeal's floor. As the elevator ascended he leaned back against the cool wall of the metallic box he was in, giving him momentary relief. The doors opened and he began to walk to Angeal's door.
He came to the door and rose his pained limb to knock.
Angeal looked at his front door from his bedroom. He quickly rushed to the door. "Coming!"
He reached out for the knob, taking it in his hand and tuning.
~In next Chapter we shall find out what happens next!~
