Thanks for following my story BlueRoseMidnight! I swear I thought I put your name on the last chapter but I forgot! Sorry! ^-^''
"So you say you're already enrolled in school somewhere new?"
"Yeah. My Candy Love High."
"My Candy Love High, huh? Is it a nice school?"
Castiel shrugged.
"It's alright."
"Made any friends yet?"
"Not friends, but I met a guy."
"Met a guy or MET met a guy?"
"I met a new person. Someone I didn't know before enrolling."
"Okay."
His mother looked around, trying to figure out how to ask her next question. She sighed.
"Castiel, I don't know how I should ask you this, but you don't have to answer just yet if you aren't ready, okay?"
He looked over to his mother.
"Okay?"
"Did you run away because you were…angry…with us?"
Castiel sighed and laid down.
"Good night, mom."
She reached out to touch him, but stopped when she remembered what she'd said. He heard her footsteps growing quieter and quieter until they were silent and sighed into his pillow. There was no use in her asking that question, because deep down she already knew.
They told Castiel that if it was a good school, he could stay there, so he did. The rare times he and Nathaniel would see each other in the halls were not nearly enough and they began to go to great lengths to spend time together. It got to the point where Nathaniel himself would skip class to see Castiel. They would run to his car and drive back to his apartment to screw around before going back to school.
One day came when Nathaniel was home sick. Castiel stood outside waiting for him, only to be met by a tall man with similar blonde hair and yellow eyes. He looked like an older version of Nathaniel, yet he didn't look a day over thirty. He scanned the courtyard with his eyes until he saw Castiel and he approached the teen, reaching into his pockets for something. Castiel, completely unaware, sat under the single tree in the courtyard on a bench and read the text message Nathaniel sent him telling him of his whereabouts. His eyes never left the screen of his phone as he stood to go back into the school.
"OOF!"
He fell back and hit the ground, looking up at the man who now stood over him.
"Where's Nathaniel," he muttered.
"Who are you?"
The man grabbed Castiel by his collar and yanked him to his feet.
"Where the hell is Nathaniel?"
"Listen here, Steroids, I'm not telling you fuck until you answer my question."
In a heartbeat, the man had his hand around Castiel's throat and slammed him up against the tree, leaning close enough for Castiel to feel his breath on his cheek. He spoke into Castiel's ear.
"Listen to me, you punk. If you don't tell me where he is right now, I will kill you and leave your body right here."
Castiel opened his mouth to respond when the man tightened his grip. Castiel raised his hands to defend himself when a sharp pain at his stomach stopped him in his tracks. The man had pulled his pocket knife and dug the tip through Castiel's school t-shirt and into his flesh. A small space on the shirt turned dark red as warm crimson fluid poured from the cut. Castiel did his best to pry the man's hands from his neck, but was running out of energy and strength by the moment. The world was getting darker by the second, and it wasn't until now that Castiel realized he and the man were the only ones outside. Once again, he leaned in close to speak into Castiel's ear.
"Warn that son of a bitch I'm coming for him."
Castiel tried to gasp for air but lost control of his body and collapsed onto the grass. Castiel heard the doors of the school open and looked over in the darkness of day see someone come running out of the building. The man kicked Castiel before running off in another direction. He jumped into his car and sped off. Black boots decorated with teal cloth hurried over to him, stopping in front of him. A familiar voice shouted his name just as he blacked out.
Almost ten minutes later, he woke up in the infirmary to see Lysander sitting next to him holding a rag to his stomach.
"Is he still bleeding," the nurse asked.
Lysander lifted the bloody rag to inspect the wound.
"I don't think so."
The nurse came to double check before nodding and taking the rag. She gave him a clean one.
"Keep applying pressure."
Lysander put the rag back to Castiel's stomach and pressed down. Castiel groaned when he felt throbbing pain coming from the wound and his head, sending waves of discomfort through his body. Lysander heard him and looked into his eyes.
"Hello again, Castiel."
Castiel looked around.
"Where the hell am I now?"
"Infirmary."
"Ugh…I just want to go home."
"Your parents are on their way."
"Dammit…"
Castiel took the rag in his hands, allowing Lysander to put his jacket back on. The nurse approached Castiel and smiled before handing him a glass of water.
"So nice to see that you're still with us."
Castiel drank the water before resting his head in his hands.
"We called your parents to inform you of the accident."
"I'm fine. It's just a flesh wound-"
"That's what they always say when it's something more serious."
"There was no need to call my parents-"
BOOM!
The door of the room flew open as his parents ran into the room.
"Cassie?! Are you alright, sweety?!"
"Oh god…"
His mother hugged him tightly.
"That's it! You're being homeschooled!"
"Wha- why?!"
"Because it's dangerous here!"
"It's not dangerous!"
"Someone stabbed you!"
"Nobody stabbed me. I just got a little cut. That's all."
"Look at all the blood!"
"It's a few drops."
"Do you feel faint?!"
"I just woke up."
"You have to go to a hospital!"
"A band-aid will do."
"Cas!"
"Mom! I'm fine!"
She shook her head.
"No you're not!"
"Mom, in the last month, I've had so much worse. Are you seriously going to freak out over this?"
"Yes!"
"Don't."
She frowned. Castiel's father sat across from him on another bed.
"Do you remember what the man looked like?"
"Tall, steroids, blonde-"
"Steroids?"
"He was too big for his own good."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"Alright. Officers are looking for him and want to talk to you when you're feeling up to it."
"I'll tell you when that day comes."
"Go talk to them."
"I don't want to. I'm tired of cops and hospitals-"
The nurse tried to clean the wound, only for Castiel to swat her hand away.
"-and nurses. I just want to lay back and chill for a while."
"You can chill after you talk to the officers."
After three agonizing hours of answering questions for officers, he was able to go home, and collapsed onto the bed as soon as he made his way to his room.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
He didn't bother to answer knowing his parents would come in anyway, and they did.
"Cassie, are you hungry?"
"No."
"Okay… your father and I discussed it…and we feel…"
His father sighed.
"You need to talk to us about what happened at the party."
"Why?"
"As your parents, we need to know this, sweety. It's been killing me not knowing what happened to you! It's hard to know what to check for if we don't know what happened, and if you got sick I don't know what I would do!"
"I really don't want to talk about it."
"Well, at this point it doesn't matter whether or not you want to talk about it. You may never want to talk about it, but right now you need to tell us."
"You already know what happened."
"We know about one guy raping you. That is it. We don't know any details about what happened. All we know is that you were violated. We don't know who did it, why they did it, if you knew them, anything!"
"Let's just forget about it."
"No, Castiel. We aren't forgetting. Explain."
Castiel felt his anger rising, and buried his face in his pillow.
"Castiel-"
"WHAT?! ALL THERE IS TO KNOW IS THAT I GOT RAPED AT THE FUCKING PARTY! I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING TALK ABOUT IT! I DON'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT ANYMORE! JUST LEAVE ME alone…"
His voice cracked at the end of his sentence, and his mother sadly looked to his father.
"Sweetheart, could you at least tell us how you coped with all of this?"
He rolled over so that he was facing away from them. His mother wiped a tear from her eye and stood up before rushing out of the room. His father glared at him before following her.
"I just don't want to talk about it…"
I'm pushing myself through a writer's block…sorry if this was crap…but I had to make a transition to the next chapter so…yeah…
