Abused:Chapter 4
THAT NIGHT; 4 months earlier
"Sammy quit being a little bitch already,you asked for my help didn't you"
He held up his Colt 1911,safety off waiting for whatever nasty creature was going to come out after them.
"Dean...I didn't ask you to tag along,It was just lunch,thought you might actually be happy to learn of our engagement."
Dean rolled his eyes "oh yeah im real happy for you Sammy,good for you."
"Hey you have your relationship,I have mine atleast mine is a stable one,thats normal."
Dean scoffed at that remark"what the hell is that supposed to mean,just because im in love with a dude you think thats not normal,I know your many things Sammy but didn't think homophobic was one of them."
Sam gritted his teeth rolling his eyes"I never said that Dean...its just...Cas? Really,the guys a loser,I mean you could have anyone Dean,you had no problem hooking up with girls or getting dates until he came along,you can do way better than him thats all im saying."
Dean glared back at his brother "do you really want to test me when I have a loaded pistol in my hand?"
Sam rolled his eyes searching the warehouse,he knew the creature was in here somewhere.
Dean gritted his teeth in annoyance "Can we not talk about this please,just do the job so I can back to my life."
Sam rolled his eyes again "right ditch your family when your needed the real great."
"HEY...your the one that never accepted us,you put thoughts into dads head and made him disown me,I LOVE him okay Sammy,just accept facts i'm not leaving him and none of you can make me" their arguement was cut short when the creature in question pounded onto Sam.
"SAM" Dean howled taking a shot at the creature,no hesitation in wasting the creature.
Sam fell to the floor as the creature evapourated into nothing.
"Yeah your welcome Sammy,I saved your ass for the millionth time."
When he got no response,it pissed him off more,he turned his back to him his eyes rolled doing his best Sam impression "oh thanks for that Dean.I really do appreciate you saving me and all"he turned back to face him again Sam still lying in the same position.
"Ha very funny Sam-"he still didnt move "Sam...Sammy?"hurried down to his side,a coldness in his eyes as his brother lay there vacant "SAM,ahh shit."
He carried Sam into the Impala, driving him to whichever motel he had been staying in finding a business card in his pocket figuring thats where his dad was.
Arriiving there an hour later he found out which room he was staying in and knocked on the door immediately greeted by their father,John Winchester.
"Hi dad-" he looked up at him sadly "I'm sorry somethings happened,I didn't mean he's,he's dead"
John stared back at his so called son shaking his head dissapprovingly nothing but disguist in his eyes as he spoke those words,a shiver running up his spine. He slapped Dean hard in the face. "your no son of mine."
Dean clenched his jaw closing his eyes looking away shamefully "It got him before we could get to it...Dad..I'm sorry"
"I don't want your apologe,leave me Sams body and get the hell away from us."
Dean stared up hurt by that,all he ever wanted was to be accepted by his family,was that too much to ask,clearly it wasn't,because of his realtionship with Cas he was considered the freak of the family. He simply nodded carrying Sams comotose body to one of the beds having hte door slammed in his face as he left.
Making his way back to his car the only thing that was going to make this any better was alcohol and alot of it,anything to help him forget. Holding himself responsible for his brothers death even though it was probably the creature.
The present day
Castiel had been laying in the bathtub all night,he turned himself over to make less uncomfortable for him and groaned,the stiffness of his back causing him severe agony,the lack of sleep also becoming an issue now.
Dean came through finally,it had been all night since he left him, he had a knife in his hand.
Cas widened his eyes terrified,was he going to kill him.
Dean went down towards his ankles,cutting the tape off ripping the remainder off then moved towards his wrist cutting that part too, he then carried him out of the bathtub "lets get you to a proper bed." He smiled weakly as he carried him to the bedroom.
Cas let out soft pained moans as Dean carried him,too tired and weak to have a response back,he had his arms loosely round Deans neck, being gently placed on the bed,he felt Dean put a blanket round him.
"I'm sorry my love,forgive me."
Cas lay there serverely bruised looking up at the man he loved a small smile creeping up on his face,he closed his eyes feeling himself drifting off to sleep.
A few hours later Castiel awoke to the smell of bacon,he sniffed letting out a small groan as he sat himself up. His head was pounding,and his whole body ached but was able to pull himself out of the bed,still having the blanket,he ditched it and instead put his dressing around him he staggered through to their kitchen finding Dean in there,trembling at the sight of him he just stood there.
Dean turned his head round and smiled weakly"you hungry?"
Castiel simply nodded,frightened to say a word to him.
Dean shoved a plate towards him "eat up...come on quickly,we don't have all day"he breathed "i'm going out,try get a job so we can keep this roof over our heads, I trust that you can behave yourself whilst im gone."
Castiel obeyed eating his breakfast as fast as he could.
Dean smiled sweetly at him "see knew I could rely on you,i'm going to go wash up,EAT you look like you need it." he walked away.
Cas watched him leave and carried on eating,he seemed to be in a good mood and he wouldn't want to ruin that.
Dean had been gone an hour and Cas had managed to get out to the back yard slipping through the snicket to the outside world he managed to find himself a pay phone,only have enough change in his pocket to make one phone call,better make a good one. He put the loose coins in the slot and dialled the first number that came into his mind,hoping and praying for an answer.
"Hi...it's me...can you come see me..please."he begged,desperation in his voice. "I'm at the payphone at the corner of Willow Street"he took a deep breath of relief"thank you." he put the phone back on the reciever and slide down the booth,waiting.
15 minutes later a blue 1967 Chevy Camaro pulled up, a red hair skinny girl came out of it wearing a summer dress she let out a heavy sigh finding Cas sat on the edge of the pavement with his head buried in between his legs"this better be important Cas,you've interuppted my daily Ellen marathon.
Cas glanced up at her coyly forcing a small smile revealing to his friend that state that he was in "hello Anna."
"HOLY SHIT... what the fuck happened to you,you look like you've been attacked by a gang."
Cas pulled his knees up to his chest "I didn't know who else to call."he sat there practically in tears "I don't know what to do."
"Cas...who did this to you,have you told Dean,the cops?"
As soon as she mentioned Dean he shuddered "NO...no you cant tell Dean..please I just want to leave."
Anna looked at him confused "YOUR telling me Dean did this to you,I don't get it,he loves you more than anything in this world,i've seen you two together and your his entire world,why would he do this?"
Cas stared into space biting at his nails and shrugged"been asking myself the same question."he frowned "He...he went to meet his brother Sam"he wiped away a tear streaming down his face "something happened that night I know it and he won't talk to me...Anna i'm so scared."
Anna looked down at him sadly pulling him up into a hug "shush its okay,you can stay with me for aslong as you want,I won't let him hurt you again okay,I promise you,you don't have to go back there." she put her arms round him helping him into the car and hurried round to the drivers side,driving them back to her place.
As soon as they arrived Anna came out helping Cas out "okay take it easy I should probably get you to a hospital,but he'll track you there,best to keep you safe and sound here,if thats what you want."
Cas nodded a little out of it "anywhere but there."he mumbled looking up at her with a weak smile. That little smile,that first genuine smile was a symbol that there was a tiny glimmer of hope,that maybe he would get out of this mess.
