Update!

Dean:

I had kept what happen with Castiel from Jo for one week. I wasn't sure how to tell her without the yelling that would come. Not that I didn't expect her to yell at me, but I wasn't sure what to say to her when I couldn't even explain it to myself. It happened so fast that it didn't even feel like I lost my virginity nor did I know if I regretted it or not. One day I had my virginity and next I didn't. It was so normal. All I knew was that the longer I kept the secret from Jo, the angrier she would be that I didn't tell her first thing. Thank god I didn't have any other friends because she would have killed me.

"What's wrong," Jo said, her eyebrows frowning.

It was only then that I realized I was silent the entire time we were walking. "Sorry. There's a lot going on right now."

"Is it about Castiel?"

I nodded.

"Do you want to tell me about it?"

I was silent, not daring to shake my head.

"Look, if he hurts you come to me. I'll take care of it," she said, taking my arm.

"He didn't hurt me," I blurted out.

"Then what is it?" she said, trying to maintain her calmness.

"We um... we had you know."

Jo looked at me as if she believed I would burst out laughing. "No, I don't know. What? Tell me you're kidding. This isn't funny."

"I'm sorry."

"Wait, how could you give it up to him so fast?"

"Are you blaming me for being easy? It felt right at the moment, but I'm not so sure anymore."

"Yes, I mean no. I'm angry because you let him use you as booty call and a one night stand."

"He's not like that and I thought you liked him."

"He being nice to me the first time doesn't make him a good person; it's called manners."

"True, but still."

"Yeah like a good person would do that after knowing a person for less than three months. It was less than three months for God's sake Dean."

"I know he's a good person."

"No! If he thinks he can just take your virginity like a price ticket and leave you, then he is wrong. Has he said a word to you since then?"

"No. It's way too awkward."

"Is that an excuse? If I killed someone, would I not tell anyone?"

"Well, yes-"

"No! Are you guys going out then?"

"No..."

"Then how is this different from a one night stand?"

"We didn't meet while drinking in a bar?" I said, hoping that joking around would help.

"You should have pushed him away. You should have said no," Jo said, more to herself than me. She waited for a response from me, but when she didn't get one, she continued, "You haven't even met him that long. Why would you do that? Maybe this was just a sick prank he plays with any shy virgin guy or girl he sees. God, Dean."

I held back my tears. What hurt more was the fact that Jo probably knew I was going to get too close to him, but now was just yelling at me. And as much as I could blame it on my hormones or anyone else in the world, it was my fault for not being able to take control of the situation. We stood the on the sidewalk for a minute, me trying to get the courage to say something else while Jo trying to find it in her to comfort me like it was her job.

"I'm sorry, Jo," I said with a crack in my voice.

With that, she softened her voice and her tone. "Don't apologize to me sweetie. I'm sorry for yelling at you like that."

"It's okay. I deserve it."

"No you didn't, especially from a friend."

I let out a cry, my heart feeling worst than the time I was beat for kissing a guy who kissed me first. Jo wrapped her arms around me until my cries died down.

"I'm so sorry Dean."

I nodded and looked up at her. My heart broke once more seeing her face. I wiped her tears off her face and smiled in between sniffs. "You never cry."

"I was saving it for you jerk."

I chuckled and pulled away from her. "Do you want to stay here crying or go to school?"

"Castiel, talk to him."

"I will."

"Today," she said, confirming it to me.

Castiel:

"So you two together?" Meg said, surprising calm.

"I haven't really talked about it to him yet," I said, rubbing the back of my neck.

"And it's been a week?" Meg said, her voice getting slightly higher.

I nodded gulping, just realizing how Dean must feel. "I thought it might be awkward for him you know?"

"Awkward for him or for you?"

"Both."

Meg snorted. "Careful. He might think you were using him for sex."

Panic rose in me. "Really?"

"Yeah, he will." Meg looked at me like I was absolutely clueless.

"What should I do?"

"Don't look at me. I'm not exactly great with relationships. Look, just talk to him."

I nodded. I mentally planned out how I would bring up the subject and in all scenarios, I chickened out.

"Today," Meg said, like she could read my mind.

"Alright!"

"I know you like him, not like all the other thirsty girls you pick up. He's a keeper."

"Thanks."

Meg nodded and walked away to go to her locker across the hallway. As I entered the classroom, I caught Dean in his normal seat, his head buried in homework. I took a seat by him.

"Hey," I said, my hands already starting to sweat.

"Hi," he said back, his green eyes slowly turning to me.

"I want to talk to you about something," I said, slowly so I could watch his reaction.

"I need to too," he said, quickly.

"Would lunch be a good time?" I asked.

Dean nodded as I got up to return to my seat. The next couple hours were devastatingly long as the only thing I could think of was what I could possibly say without one of us walking away crying. When lunch finally came, I caught up to Dean while he was packing his book bag. "Hey."

Dean turned around and nodded awkwardly. I motioned for him to follow me. I walked slow enough so that Dean would be able to catch up with me and wouldn't get lost in the crowd, but fast enough so that no one would notice us together. I stopped at the front of the staff's bathroom which was always empty, especially during lunch. "You first."

"Excuse me?" he said, confused.

"You said you had something to say to me," I said.

"No, you go first," he said, wiping his hands on his jeans nervously.

"I wanted to talk about what happened in my house last week."

"Same."

"I'm sorry for not talking to you this entire week until now. I didn't know how to bring it up."

"It's okay."

"I really like you Dean. You're different from anyone I've ever met as corny as that sounds and I really want this to go on, whatever this is." Dean nodded agreeing. "I'm not quite sure if I know I want to be in a relationship yet. This is the first time I did anything like this and I don't want others to know until I'm ready. Do you know what I mean?"

Dean shoulders stiffened. "Yeah. I won't tell anyone. Jo already knows though."

"It's fine. I know you trust her." I reached my arm out, but he dodged my hand and rushed off before I could say anything else. "Great."

Dean:

"How'd it go?" Jo said.

'Fine."

"Doesn't sound fine to me."

My head shook as I tried to keep in my tears. "You were right," I said, my voice cracking and giving it away.

"You can't cry here," she said, blocking me from the view of other students walking by. She lifted my arm and lead me to the end of the hallway, safe from the wars of others.

"That's what he did too," I said, letting tears fall from my eye.

"He did what?"

"Lead me to an area where no one would be able to see us. You were right. He doesn't want anyone to know about me or what happened. I'm like his secret he wants to bury with him to his grave."

"Tell me what happened first before I kill him."

I cry on her shoulder while I forced the words out of my mouth somehow managing to relay every word he said to me back aloud. "Tell me I'm over-reacting."

"You are over-reacting. Hey, it's a new thing for you too. I'm not the biggest fan of him after what happened, but what he did was sort of right minus how he worded it. It's better to not have started anything than to have made a big deal out of it and get your heart broken."

"Really?" I said, wiping my running nose.

"Yeah. You both need to figure out what you want before you commit to anything. If you don't you'll be the one with the broken heart, not him."

I lifted my head and wiped away my tears, noticing how wet Jo's shirt was. "Sorry."

"It's fine. Are you okay now?"

"Yeah. How are you still single. If I was straight, I would be all over you."

Jo rolled her eyes and got up offering her hand up to me. "C'mon."

I smiled and took it.

A/N: Slow clap for Jo in this chapter. I wish I had a great friend like her in my life. Anyways, hoped you enjoyed it. Please review + any suggestions for the next chapter will be highly appreciated!