Roman moved his head back a few centimeters whispering "On a second thought maybe you were right maybe we are all selfish pricks."

Dean stares at Roman for a few more moments before turning on his car. He cleared throat groggily saying "ok then." Dean stared out the window driving for a while. 'What the fuck just happened? Did Roman just kiss me? What the fuck? Who does this guy think he is? Just kissing me like that. When was that even a kiss? I mean it was just a half a second of lip action. He doesn't even know I'm not straight. Did that thing with Wyatt make him think that?' Looking out of the corner of his eye Dean saw Roman trying to inconspicuously look at him. 'So this is how it's going to be? Awkward silence.' "So what do you wanna do? Are you hungry?"

Roman stares at Dean in disbelief was he really just asking him if he was hungry after he just put his feelings out in the open like that. "Uh I guess so. I didn't eat lunch. Then I got sorta busy. I could go for a burger."

Dean nods staring at the road. Turning a couple of times he parks at a little burger shack off the main highway. "This place serves the best burgers in town." He quickly jumps out of his for runner going inside.

Roman shook his head following closely behind standing with Dean in what actually looked liked to be a busy line. He looked up to see giant old order boards that looked like they had 100 years worth of grime and grease. He looked around to see families enjoying their meal laughing little kids. He saw other kids from the high school there laughing to. He turned to see Dean smiling as he ordered.

"A number three with extra cheese fries." Dean smirked at the girl taking his order he always came here but for the life of him he never learned her name. He did know she had a major crush on him. She always gave him 50 cents off his order. Not a major discount but still it's cute.

Roman stared at Dean and the girl at the counter. She was twirling her hair and pushing her boobs more his way. Dean was actually flirting with her. It took every ounce of his being not to grope Dean's ass then and there. Dean wasn't his he couldn't be this jealous. He wasn't 100% sure that Dean wasn't not straight. Roman stood up at the counter placing his order. She was smiling and slightly pushing her boobs towards him. Roman flirted a little more with her. Just to see Dean's reaction.

Dean watched Roman he leaned down to see eye to eye with the girl to place his order. What the hell? Was he trying to make him jealous. In a part of him,he was jealous. He wanted to be in front of Roman getting his attention. Making him just watch Dean. Why did this girl get his attention? She wasn't anything special. Dean was who Roman liked. Who the hell does this girl think she is? Pushing her stupid big boobs towards Roman acting all cute towards him. Please.

Roman smirked as he looked over at Dean completely with an annoyed but far away look in his eyes. He paid for their meals. He sutbly grabbed at Dean's ass to get his attention.

Dean jumped back a little unexpected at Roman's touch. He was slightly happy he stopped talking to that girl and he was touching him. Dean sat down in a booth watching Roman slide into the opposite side watching him. Dean cleared his throat looking awkwardly at the table.

Roman broke the silence with a sigh. "we should talk about what happened earlier in the truck. I.."

Dean held up his hand stopping Roman mid sentence "I don't wanna talk about it, right now. It happened and now let's us just eat burgers."

Roman stared in disbelief at Dean. Did he seriously just say he didn't wanna talk about it? Is that good or is that bad? He cleared his throat trying to just shrug it off. "Yea sure whatever you want."

They both turned their head hearing girlish giggles coming from across the restaurant. The girl that took their orders was heading towards them. She was carrying their burgers, the grease was soaked into the paper underneath them. Roman looked over to Dean to see him subtly lick his lips. That made a special part of Roman just wanna tackle Dean and mark him as his. The giggling girl gracefully set their food down taking away their number. Dean scanned Romans food quickly. "Damn you trying to give yourself a heart attack by 20. Double meat with everything on it."

Roman stared Dean in the eyes. Dulifully starring Dean in the eyes. "Really Dean?" He quickly scanned the younger man's plates. As he pulled on chilli cheese fries onto his burger. "You're one to talk. I think you're gonna die before me."

Dean scoffed playfully kicking Roman in the shins taking a giant bite of his burger. Taking with his mouth full "Chutt upp Ro."

Roman smiled gently wiping away a streak of grease from the corner of Dean's mouth with his knuckles. "You shouldn't talk with your mouth full. I'm surprised you can even fit that thing in your mouth."

Dean smiled chewing his burger enjoying Roman's touch but not really wanting to show it.

The bell on the door rang sounding someone else had come in. Roman looked behind Dean to see the majority of the security guards coming in. Roman gently nudges Dean's leg to get his attention moving his eyes in the direction to Dean look behind him. "Dean are you actually allowed off of campus for lunch?"

Dean looked sideways of Roman hoping Sheamus wasn't there. Swallowing his food. "nope."

Roman stared at Dean in shock for the second time in the day. As he felt a big hand clamp onto his shoulder he moved his head looking to see the least douche security guard James staring at them.

James cleared his throat looking more at Dean than Roman. "Ambrose what are you doing off campus?"

Dean stared unexpectedly at the security guards eyes. "I was hungry." He wasn't one to try and smooth talk his way out of stuff. Most of the time he didn't give to fucks to what happened. He knew he was going to have to go to extra detention.

James sighed lowering his head a bit. "Come on Ambrose let's go back to Campus. Did Mr. Reigns driver her himself."

Dean opened his mouth to speak but Roman interrupted him before he could say anything "No he drove me. My car's at school."

James nods moving his hand away from Roman's shoulder moving his hand to usher Dean out of the booth. "Let's go gentlemen."

Roman sighed moving reluctantly out of the booth. He looked at Dean waiting for him to get up to.

Dean stared at the security guard. He stuffed a huge bite of his burger into his mouth. Getting up walking past James and the other half dozen security guards that had surrounded them. They all enclosed Dean. It looked like a major arrest was happening for a high profile criminal instead of a teenage kid cutting class. Dean slid into his Ford Runner waiting for Roman. All the other security guards got into their cars two in front of his truck and one in back.

Roman got into the passenger's seat. He let out a long sigh. Leaning back in his seat. Watching Dean stare off into the road. He cleared his throat hoping he'd get the sophomore's attention. That didn't seem to work so well. Instead Roman opted to just stare out the window.

Dean slowed down to park in the school parking lot. The security guards came out in full force to surround his vehicle. He sighed knowing to kill the engine. He looked to Roman, he probably thought what everyone else thought about him. And their fucking date was going so well. It wasn't a date or not exactly a date. Could what they had been considered a date? Anyways it didn't really matter now. Probably Ro was just gonna go run off with the sluttiest puppy in school. Dean reached for the door handle but before he could open his door he felt a hand grabbing back his body.

Roman quickly grabbed Dean before he opened his door. He pulled out a sharpie he had with him. He scribbled legibly on Dean's right arm his address. Looking up to Dean. "look I know you probably are gonna get detention or some shit. But after that ends just come by my place. I had alot of fun just hanging out today. Ended a bit differently than I thought but I don't hate it."

Dean stared at Roman. He really liked him. It wasn't a game or someone just trying to fuck with Dean Roman general liked him. He spent all day with him. He just gave him his address. He didn't bitch or complain about how Dean skipped school and tricked him. He wasn't like Axe or Sami how they would be in trouble with him to. Instead he was looking at someone who really and honestly enjoyed his company. Dean managed a small smiles at Roman. Maybe that would encourage him more. Or it could really creep him out. He dropped the smile he looked one last time at Roman managing the best monotone voice he could. "Uhh thanks Ro, I'll try to stop bye."

Roman smiled and patted his arm signaling he could take it back. They could see all of security waiting for them outside. Roman heard a sigh from Dean. "Ready to behave?"

Dean smiled hearing Roman deep rumble of a voice. "Not in a million years. I am to displease." with that Dean opened his door waiting for Roman to get out fully and close his door locking the car. Dean waved Roman goodbye as Sheamus and Barett sorounded him. They tried to grab his arms. "Don't touch me. I'm going I'm going. I know where the office is." Dean swadded the douche guards away.

Sheamus let out a giggle of sorts. Speaking like he knew the whole universes answers. "oh we ain't going to the office little fella. We're going straight to detention. Mr. Hemsley has seen enough of your arse today. Don't worry all your little delquiant friends will be there with you." He shoved Dean forward to signal start moving.

Mr. Thomas looked up from reading his book seeing Dean Ambrose enter to TOC room. He smiled "Ah I was wondering when I'd be seeing you for your daily dose of detention." Thomas leaned back in his chair to see Sheamus walk in gaurding the door. He pointed to a chair not surounded by anyone else. The back of the chair had Ambrose scratched into the back of it. "Go take your seat Ambrose." Thomas wrote a paper handing it to Shemaus. "You can go back to stalking the halls down Sheamus. He's my problem now." Sheamus turned back leaving the cafetria.

Dean put his feet up on the window seal slouching down in his chair looking at Axel fully asleep in his chair. All the had to do was sit in their set and stare at the white wall. After hours of regular student ending up there. Sami, Dean, and Axel being the most regulars. They ended up with having their own unofficial seats. Plus the spots on the wall are different colors. Axel had managed to carve and paint the his spot so many different colors. Sami chipped off the paint to write cuss words on the wall. Dean opted for just kicking or writing on the wall. Dean looked to see Thomas go back to his book. As long as you kept quite detention was pretty easy. When he turned back to the wall. Minutes can seem like hours, hours can seem like days, at least Dean had the ability to look out the window a little. Even though he got to stare at a side of the building side. He turned his head back to the door hearing someone else coming. He looked like one of those guys that acts tough but is really is a wuss.

It was Barrett that dragged the new guy in. The jackass security gaurd saw Axel sleeping in his chair. He grabbed the back on the chair and leaned it back so it fell. Having Axel fall on his back making the kid wake up. He quickly stood up and grabbed Barrett uniform. Even though at Axel's 5'7" and Barrett stood at a good 6'7" statue. The little guy could through his sense of balance a little. Barrett grabbed Axe's wrist slamming him chest first against the wall. Axe tried squirming his body out from under the bigger man. Barrett just pushed more of his big stature into the smaller frame. Dean stood up and walked over to punch Barrett on his smug face. No one touches his friends. Before he made it halfway to the security gaurd Dean felt a big hand on his shoulder.

He looked up to see the old principle who is now the new superintendent. Mark Calaway, 6'10". He picked Axe up outside of a convenience store all the way in new orleans, Louisiana. He'd brought him all the way back to Houston Texas. Mark calmly walked over to Barrett. Placing his big hand on the security gaurds shoulder. Watching the horrified face of Barrett frozen in a very bad situation. "Don't you think you should go back to work. I believe that Mr. Grey has learned his lesson." Out of the corner of his eye he saw Axel movking him. He sighed giving more of a death glare to Barrett. "Why don't ya let him go?"

Barrett's face looked like some body told him he was about to die. Mark finally grabbed the guy off of Axel. The kid smirked walking back. Mark sighed and gave a quick menacing glance to him. He slung his arm around Barrett whispering in his ear. "I catch you touching anyone like that again especially my boy. You'd wish I would just kill you." He ended with a smile pushing the gaurd out of the room.

When Mark turned his attention back it was a death glare with a sigh. He motioned Axel to follow him. Dean pushed his friend towards the superintendent waving him off.

Dean went back to his seat staring out the window. For all he could know it could have been hours in tell finally he hears the booming voice of Thomas telling them to get out.

Dean immediatly got up and left to his car again. He looked at the adress Roman had given him. It was about a 20 minutes drive away by what he could understand. He started his engine and on his journey. He turned down the wrong streets it was more like a 40 minute drive. He hoped Roman wouldn't mind it being so late for a normal person. But he originally said any time. It's his fault if he got offended by it. It wouldn't be Dean's fault. He should know detention runs late. He even tried to tell him. Who would invite him to his house anyways? Why did he? Was there a reason? He just meet the guy today. He's probably playing a joke on Dean. He's a tall good looking athletic guy. He probably's straight to. This was all to make Dean look like a fool. He could feel it.

When Dean pulled up to the curb he saw a truck he was guessing was Roman's and a fancy town car it looked like. Probably like Roman's dads. He looked up and down at the house. A tri teer, with a green lawn. In this neighborhood. Yea Roman's family looked pretty well off.

Dean sucked up his courage and walked up to the door. There was this big window it looked like you could see every aspect of the house through it. Not very secure, but it was a really nice neighborhood. He could see a little bit of the kitchen it looked really big, he could deffiantly see the living room. It looked like the classic rich family picture, a fire place, flatscreen tv, a nice couch, all with good coloring. When he turned his attention he saw down the hall. Dean saw Roman without a shirt on. Had he just gotten out of the shower? He should hurry up amd ring the door bell. Just as Dean reached for the door bell. He saw a piece of long brown and golden locks smiling spinning Roman around and kissing him fully on the lips. Dean stared it was Seth, Seth the sluttiest person in the world. He was right this was to make him look like a fool. He should have known better than to think someone like Roman could ever even be considering being friends with someone like Dean. Stupid stupid Dean. Why did he trust someone? Stupid.

Immediatly turning sround going back to his car not waiting a second to drive away. Somewhere, where he knew what to do. Somewhere, he could be alone and feel out his problems away. Deep, deep, inside himself. A biker bar about seven blocks away from their tiny cando apartment. His mom use to work there when he was younger. Everything there smelled, tasted, and seemed like crap. He had nicknamed it crap bar. But it was the only place in existantance it seemed that didn't check ids. His home away from home. The place he knew would help with whatever he was feeling right now. He was so stupid how could he think that a guy like that, could ever be into or even friends with someone like him. How the hell could he be so stupid? He should know better, he of all people should have known better. Dean kept driving staring off in the dark letting his auto piloit take control. Take him somewhere he knows better.

Dean slammed down another shot stumbling into the beat up crusted old bathroom of the old junk bar he was in. Jumping up onto the counter he pulled a pack of cigarettes from his inside pocket. Skillfully putting one in his mouth and lighting it up even though he was mostly drunk. He leaned back enjoying the burning feeling it gave to his lungs. Smoking always made him feel something just like drinking the burning in his throat in his lungs. It was beautiful to him. Minutes passed by the ashes fell from his cigarette. Dean could see a shadow came in front of him through his eyelids.

"Hello my little one." Bray moved quietly and quickly to stand in between Dean's legs. "I see you have been drinking the devil juice, smoking the devils ashes. You seem to upset my little one. You wanna tell me all your sins and lies? It's ok. Tell your savior your burdens my little monster. Tell me them all."

Dean let out another puff of smoke as he opened his eyes seeing Bray Wyatt so close to him. He took another breath of the sweet crappy sent of the bathroom. Holding the cigarette in between his teeth to talk in half slurs. "Fuck off. I don't need it. Not now. You're not my savior no one is. I am always and forever on my own. So fuck off. Ok?"

Bray looked down upon him cupping his cheek with his hand "oh no. You're crying inside Dean. Don't you hear yourself. So lost in the dark of the devils vices. Let me bring you back to the light. For in the darkness I am the light."

Dean sloppily tried to slap away Bray's hand from his cheek. Not even trying Bray grabbed his wrist putting it behind him. Dean looked into the eyes of the man before him. The junior that roamed the halls lurking in the darkness. The booze making his mind dizzy with all the thought about Roman, and now about Bray. He wasn't terribly ugly. His face just took forever to get use to.

Bray caressed his face looking at the smoke held in Dean's mouth. He moved his hand from his cheek taking the cigarette from his mouth. Dean moved the try and grab it back. Bray pulled it from his mouth before he could react. "Shh it's ok. No more smoking all this madness little one. You shouldn't fill your lungs with this poisonous air. You're much too precious to be smelling like this. Like a dirty little whore. No my little one. My precious one. The only devil that should be inside of you is one near you." Bray leaned behind Dean putting out the cigarette. On the cold dirty counter. He brought back his attention to Dean's lips. Tracing them with his forefinger. "You know smoking isn't an only a nicotine addiction, but it's an oral fixation." Bray gently pushed one finger passed Dean's, lips letting Dean suckle on his forefinger. Bray smiled watching Dean taking a liking to his finger. Doing exactly what he wanted. "That's it my little one. Just like that, you need something else in your mouth." Bray pushed his lips up against Dean's neck sucking hard feeling Dean open his mouth feeling Wyatt's lips. "Keep sucking little one. I wanna give you something to work your little mouth around."

Dean leaned back trapped on the counter right in front of Bray Wyatt. He liked feeling this way. He knew he shouldn't be doing this with Bray Wyatt in the middle of a sketchy bar. Usually if Dean wanted this type of attention he would just go and pick up a chick and another chick. Girls we're easy, and if Dean really wanted a could get him, though they usually we're scrawny and insecure. Dean could get ass or pussy, some nights even both. Never in a million year would he drop to his knees and suck another man's dick because he wanted to. The way Wyatt made him feel though. Powerless, hopeless, but so willing and eager. He was so creepy but he wanted Dean to be better. No one ever wanted him to be better, everyone just wanted him out of their way. Dean looked Wyatt up and down from half closed eyes. He wanted him, feeling another's touch that wasn't a punch or a grope from one of his mother drunk high pimp boyfriends. It felt good to be wanted to be more. Dean opened his mouth to say something but Wyatt made sure he couldn't talk.

Bray looked into the eyes of the fully intoxicated Dean. He smiled knowing lust filled them. He leaned down swiftly capturing Dean's mouth with his. Tugging on his lower lip wanting Dean to feel him. He pushed himself onto Dean. Dean was already hard, completely straining against his jeans. Wyatt creating all the friction with his hips wasn't helping it made Dean feel so good. He could feel how hard Dean was through his jeans. It made him want more. He wanted to touch Dean so much more. He wanted him all to himself. He swiftly slipped his hand into behind the younger males back groping his ass. He leaned in closer to whisper into Dean's ear. "You're gonna begg me my sweet little one. I'm going to make you all mine. That nasty beast who betrayed you won't be able to hurt you again. Not if your in the arms of your savor. Think little one how good I am willing to treat you."

Dean let out a soft moan fully enjoying the older mans advances. Bray was creepy to him always telling him he would be begged to be touched by him. Always preaching about one shit thing or another. Maybe what Bray has been spouting wasn't crap. Dean looked helpless in the advances of Bray. He picked up his eyes to look him in the face. Shit, Wyatt was staring directly at his eyes. Making his dick harder and harder. The humiliation coressing through Dean's veins. It just made him harder making him want this morr. How else could he succum to this? Being gropped and touched in one of the direst bathroom in the city.

Bray gently traced Dean's lips. Seeing the little wheel working in his head. "Shhh it's ok little one. It's ok. Let yourself come to peace. I am your savor let me lead you to salavation. From all the dirty sins you've managed to collect. Smoking the devil's breath, drinking his cursed wine. Let me save you. My little one, my precious one. Let yourself be lead to the light." He reached behind and grabbed Dean by his ass lifting him off the counter. Guiding him to his feet only to push him down on his knees.

Dean could feel Bray's hands all around him. Groping moving him, he couldn't stop if he wanted to. Something about the words coming out of Bray's mouth were comforting. There was an air around him. It was more intoxicating than the hard liquior Dean had drank earlier. It just made him want more. He leaned in closer wanting more.

Bray smiled slowly stroking Dean's hair grabbing a fist full of hair tugging hard. "Settle down little one. You will get me soon enough. Settle down." He wanted Dean so much. The perfected body, kneeling before him leaning into his crouch. He couldn't let it happen here, not in this dirty bar bathroom. It smelled like meaningless sex and smokes. Bray had alrady decided that when he took Dean, he'd beg plead for his touch. Whine when he stopped touching him, begging him to do what Bray wanted to his beautiful body. Bray pulled Dean up by his hair holding him in front of his face. The kiss he gave wasn't full of kindness, it was full of want and power. Barely moving his face "Shhh, little one. Not yet it's not time yet. Your not ready, I will wait in tell you are ready." Bray gently carassed Dean's face looking loving ino his eyes. "Don't worry little one. I'll always be here for you. Look into the shadows feel the darkness into your heart, for I shall always be watching over you." Bray took long strokes of Dean's hair into his hand letting go of it. "Don't be scared my precious one I will never let you go." With his finaly words Bray yanked Deans head back as the lights went out. When the lights came back on Bray was gone.

Authors Notes

Sorry I've been away. Thank you all to you that have been following me and favoriting the story. I hope this long chapter makes up for me being gone. Love you all.