It's been two weeks since Dean first met Castiel and he now knows that Cas has been at the mental ward for ten years, he was first admitted when he was 18, and in that time he has had ten mental break downs, forgot to take his meds four times, and hurt one nurse. Castiel now knows that Dean Works at a garage. Had a dad who drank a lot after his Wifes death, and a brother who doesn't want anything to do with him. The thing that bothered Dean the most was he didn't care that Castiel was a little unstable, he didn't care that he was little forward, and he damn right didn't care that Castiel can flip a switch at any time and could hurt him. Dean tells himself that it's not weird for him to find a friend who's committed into a metal ward but yet who cares if he enjoys Castiel's company so He works until the end of his shift and heads over to hospital like he always does he first waits for Sam and finally heads toward the mental ward to speak with Cas but he doesn't find so he then asks one of the nurses where he can find Castiels room.
"He has room 421."
"Thank you" replies Dean
Dean walks down a dark hall way with various screaming occurring. Dean sees Castiel's room and takes a deep breath and opens the door. He spots Castiel on his bed crying. Dean quietly speaks up.
"Hey you okay Cas?"
"Go away!" Cas screams
"No dice man, why don't you talk about it with me?"
"Cas quietly says, just leave me alone Dean."
"I don't think so."
"Why?"
"Because you're my friend and you need someone right now so I'm going to stay right here until you talk to me, about what you're going through right now?" He says nervously
"Fine."
"Good."
"I just…I… I was thinking about my family and how I was so lost and gone I was before I got help."
"What happened?"
"Well, when I was 18 I started seeing these people who weren't actually here…he pauses for an instance but of course I didn't know that at the time. During this time I was quite lonely I had no friends…and these people I saw were like friends to me, and like friends they easily convinced me to do things that hurt myself and others . My parents began to see a change in me, they started to notice that I was talking to myself a lot, and when they asked me who I was talking too I told them my friends. But there was this one day when everyone was gone and it was just me and my sister, my "friends" somehow convinced me to start cutting myself….Cas looks down at his arms and pulls his sleeve and there Dean sees scares, cut marks that have faded over time. Cas counties with his story then I started bleeding profusely and as you can see I cut myself so deeply that I had to have stitches, my sister was the one who found me lying unconscious in the bathroom. I woke up in here a few hours later He says with tears rolling down his cheeks. The worst part is they never came back for me; I've been here ever since."
"I'm sorry; it must be difficult to live with that guilt."
"You must think me a monster."
"I don't think you're a monster, only because a monster would have no guilt, you obviously have plenty."
Thank you.
"You're welcome. Dean says with a smile has to try and cheer him up."
"Dean."
Yes Cas.
"No matter what people may say, you really are a good person. So don't let any ever tell you otherwise."
"I won't I have you to remind me."
