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A year passed and Castiel's eighteenth birthday came. He was now allowed to leave the house because now that he was eighteen, Maximus was not legally a pedophile. Maximus threw a birthday party for him though, as a way to keep him in the house. Unfortunately, he only invited his friends. They all got a kick out of watching him degrade Castiel.

"Castiel! Come here!"
Castiel sighed and walked over to Maximus.

"Give me a kiss."

Castiel kissed him.

Maximus smiled before throwing his glass to the floor.

"Clean it up."
Castiel nodded before hurrying off to find a broom.

"Get over here and sit on my lap."
Castiel sighed before sitting on the man's lap. Maximus kissed his cheek.

"You hungry?"
Castiel shrugged.

"Of course you are. Here-"
Maximus entertained his guests by throwing a piece of meat to the floor.

"Eat up."
Castiel shot Maximus an assassins glare. The man replied with a hard smack to the face.
"Eat."
Castiel held his cheek where he'd been hit as he got down to the floor. The guests laughed as he ate the piece off the floor. Maximus bent down to him.

"Come with me."
Castiel felt sick as he thought of what Maximus would do to him for his defiance. He warily followed the man until they got up the hall and out of the sight of the guests. Maximus stepped in front of Castiel and looked down at him.

"So what made you think that was okay?"
Castiel said nothing. Maximus jumped at him, raising his fist as if he was going to hit him. Castiel flinched. The man walked towards him, causing him to back away. Eventually he backed into a wall and Maximus came closer until he could press his body against Castiel's pinning the boy in place. He grabbed Castiel by his neck and leaned in to whisper into his ear.

"If you EVER challenge my authority like that again, I'll-"
He whispered the rest into Castiel's ear and the boy felt his heart sink.

"Do you understand?"
Castiel nodded.

"Go clean yourself up before you show your face around my guests again."
Castiel nodded before the man slammed his head into the wall and walked away. He was too dizzy to stand, and could only roll over and crawl to their bedroom.

He returned later, sitting back in his spot in the corner of the room. Maximus laughed and talked with his guests before he decided it was time to give presents. Of course they were all from him.
"Castiel, come here."
The boy held his hand to his chest as he walked over to Maximus.

"Y-yes?"
Maximus patted his lap. Castiel looked hesitant before sitting down.

"I got you a present."
Castiel nodded.

"Th-thank you."
Maximus handed him a key.

"A k-key?"
Maximus and his guests laughed.

"It's a car key. I own twenty seven different cars. There are twenty eight in the garage right now. One of them is yours. Go figure out which one it is."
Castiel nodded. He had to admit that it was a good gift, but the whole part about the gift being a key was reasonable. That was the sort of joke someone like Maximus would pull. He loved to get Castiel's hopes up before bitterly crushing them.

Castiel walked outside and started to walk to the garage when the fresh air hit him. He hadn't been outside the house since he went to break up with Nathaniel a year before and the fresh air was so magnificent he had to stop to enjoy it. He sat down on the grass of the front yard, smiling as the breeze blew by. He felt comfortable here, and passed the time enjoying the peaceful atmosphere.

Once again, his joy was short-lived.

"Castiel?! Get your ass over here!"

He jumped when he heard Maximus's booming voice. He leaped to his feet and hurried over to Maximus, stopping a few feet away. Maximus pointed to the ground in front of him.

"Come HERE."
Castiel swallowed hard before stepping forward. Maximus grabbed him by his collar.

"Did I tell your ass to sit outside?"
"N-no-"
"Then what made you think that was okay?! What the hell were you doing?!"
"I'm sorry! It was just so nice out here and you never let me go outside so the air felt great and-I'M SORRY!"
Maximus released him, looking into his eyes.

"Alright. Fine. You have ten minutes, but I want you back in the house in exactly that time. Got it?"
Castiel nodded. Maximus turned to go back into the mansion.

Castiel hurried to the garage to check all of the cars. He finally found the one that was his. It was a black Lamborghini Aventador with rims.

"Great."
He hurried back outside to sit in the grass. He closed his eyes while the breeze continued to blow. The grass made ripples and the trees waved. Clouds were perfectly placed in the sky, and it was neither too hot nor too cold. He laid back, watching the clouds as they passed by. It was cheesy, but he envied the clouds. They were free. They didn't have to worry about where they would go because they came and went together. They disappeared together. They rained, and they did it together.

Before he knew it, he'd fallen asleep in the calm air. He dreamed of Nathaniel and of how their wedding would have gone.

"I love you, Castiel."
"I love you so much, Nat."
Nathaniel leaned in to kiss him.

POW!
"Aah!"
"GET YOUR ASS UP! DID I NOT TELL TO BE IN IN TEN MINUTES?!"
Castiel looked around and noticed all of Maximus's guests standing around staring at him. Some laughed, others whispered and pointed. He felt his heart sink when he realized that it had all been a dream and that he was still married to Maximus.
"LOOK AT ME!"
Maximus shook Castiel by his collar.
"I'M IN THERE ENTERTAINING AND YOU JUST LEFT ME IN THERE TO LAY IN THE FUCKING GRASS?! GET YOUR STUPID ASS IN THE HOUSE!"

Castiel started to stand when Maximus kicked him in the chest.

"Go to our room and wait for me."
Castiel held his chest as he coughed before rolling over and pushing himself to his feet.

"O…kay….ugh…*cough*"

He sat one his knees on the floor by the bed with his arms wrapped around himself. Maximus came in and prepared to beat him when he froze. Castiel was doubled over coughing and a steady stream of blood came from his mouth.

"Cas?!"
He dropped to his knees, bringing his hands to his husband's cheeks.
"Look at me, baby."

Castiel continued to cough.

"Look at me."
He looked up to Maximus, doing his best not to cough into the man's face for fear of another beating.

"What hurts?"
He looked back down, continuing his coughing and retching. Maximus ran around the corner to find one of his servants.

"Call my doctor!"
"Right away, sir."
He returned to Castiel, who had blood running down his chin to his neck and down his chest. He was turning red and was gasping and wheezing for air between breaths.

"Can you breath, Castiel?"
The boy shook his head just as the servant ran into the room.

"Your doctor is on the way sir."
"Bring me a towel."
"Yes sir."
The servant left, returning shortly after with a towel.
"Let me help you, baby."
He removed Castiel's tie and unbuttoned his shirt, laying the objects on the floor as he continued to undress his husband. He picked up the towel and held it under Castiel's jaw to catch the blood.

"Hang in there, Cas."
Castiel continued to gasp for air. Maximus's doctor ran into the room.

"Maximus?! What's going on?!"
"He just started coughing up blood! I don't know what's wrong with him."
The doctor set down his case and pulled out his stethoscope.

"Lay him on his side."
Maximus obeyed. He put a hand on Castiel's side and kissed his forehead.

"Lay down for me, baby."
He started to readjust Castiel, who yelped on contact before gasping for air again.

"Almost down."
He finally got Castiel on his side and waited as the doctor began to look over him.

"Castiel, if you can hear me, I need you to follow my finger."
He waved his finger in front of Castiel's face. The redhead followed his finger with his eyes.

"Okay."
He pulled out his flashlight and shined it into Castiel's eyes before using the stethoscope.

"Okay…his heart is beating a little fast, but that would be expected in a situation like this."
He moved down to Castiel's lung.

"Suction…there's a hole in there somewhere."
"What?! How did he get a hole there?"
"I'll figure that out later. Right now he's bleeding internally and he can't breathe."
The doctor made a phone call, and minutes later, more doctors and nurses arrived with medical equipment.

Castiel was given anesthetics before oxygen so he could rest and breathe somewhat clearly.

Hours later, he woke up in Maximus's bed with the blanket pulled all the way up to his neck. Maximus sat in a chair next to the bed, holding his hand. He started to try to speak when he realized he had an oxygen tank over his mouth.

"Castiel, nice to see you're awake."
He looked over to see Maximus's doctor standing nearby. Maximus heard him speak and woke up. Smiling when he saw Castiel.

"Maximus, if you don't mind, I need to speak with Castiel alone."

"I'm his husband and whatever you need to say can be said in front of me."
"Alright, well I'll need you to move a bit further away from Castiel then, and I will need your arms and legs where I can see them."
"Why?"
An officer stepped in.

"Did you ask yet?"
"I'm about to."
"What's going on?"
The doctor approached Castiel with the stethoscope again.

"The officer is going to ask you a few questions while I check your heart rates."
Castiel nodded.

The officer made sure Maximus's limbs were in plain sight before asking the questions.

"How old were you when you two got married?"
Castiel's heart rate increased. The doctor looked at the officer who sighed and asked the next question.

"We found traces of urine in the laundry room which give us reason to suspect someone wets the bed. Would that be you, Castiel?"
He turned red, but his heart rate remained constant. He slowly nodded his head.

"People over the age of seven who wet the bed are typically doing so because there is some type of abuse going on and they live in fear. We've also found evidence of prior injuries, not to mention that your injuries now have been caused by a heavy hit to the chest. There is a large bruise that resembles a shoe print on your chest. Has this man-"
The officer pointed to Maximus.

"-been hurting you?"
Castiel started to sweat as his heart rate skyrocketed. The doctor looked to the officer again, giving him a nod.

"Castiel, all you have to do is tell us and we'll take you away from here. You'll never have to see him again."
Castiel felt tears welling up in his eyes as he looked over to Maximus. The man shot him an evil look.

Remember what I said.

The officer snapped his fingers.

"Right here, Castiel. Don't worry about him. It's obvious something's going on here, and all you have to do is say it. We can't help you if you don't admit it."
Castiel gripped his blanket tightly as he shook his head. The officer and the nurse shook their heads.

"I feel very sorry for you, son."

They packed up and left. Maximus chuckled before smirking at Castiel.

"Smart boy."
Castiel avoided eye contact.

"You remembered what I said to you."
He looked down to his hands.

"Good."
Maximus gave him a hard pat on the back and walked out.