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Castiel yawned and rubbed his eyes before looking up at Lysander. He rested his chin on the white haired man's chest. After a long night of rough sex in Lysander's bed, they'd fallen asleep in each other's arms. A small part of Castiel feared they were rushing into their relationship, but the bigger part had persuaded himself that Lysander was the one As far as he was concerned, Lysander was the one. He was kind and caring. He was intelligent. He was everything Castiel had ever wanted. Well…he did want a blonde. Nathaniel to be exact. No. Those days were over. Nathaniel had someone else. He didn't love Castiel anymore. It was obviously because Castiel broke up with him so he met someone else before they got back together. But wait, wouldn't Nathaniel break up with them if he really wanted to be with Castiel. He wanted Castiel to leave Maximus for him, right? Maybe he just wasn't attracted to Castiel anymore. Castiel felt his heart sink with that thought.

He shook away those negative feelings just as Lysander woke up.

"Hey, baby."
They kissed.

"That was fun last night."
"Yeah."
Lysander shifted uncomfortably.

"These sheets are filthy. I'll need to clean them."
Castiel rolled over to get out of bed.

"Where are you going?"
"I'm gonna take a shower."
"Oh…okay."
Castiel turned on the shower and stepped in. No sooner than he began to bathe himself, he heard the curtain rustling behind him. He glanced back and chuckled.

"Lys-"
"What? I thought you'd want some company."

They finished "showering" and cleaning the sheets before remaking the bed. Lysander opened his window and laid across the bed, writing in his journal as the breeze blew by. Castiel wanted breakfast, and went out to pick something up while Lysander finished cleaning. He returned and they ate together. Lysander was washing dishes when there was a knock on the door.
"I got it."
Castiel went to answer the door. He opened it to find Nathaniel standing there.

"Castiel…"
Castiel sighed and went to close the door, but Nathaniel stopped it with his foot.

"Wait. Please, just listen to what I have to say."
"Who is it, Cas?"
Nathaniel froze when he heard Lysander's voice.

"Is that who I think it is?"
Lysander came around the corner, wiping his hands on a rag. Nathaniel's eyes widened when Lysander came into view before narrowing in anger.

"You son of a bitch."
Lysander gave Nathaniel an annoyed look.

"Are you upset because he found someone else?"
"I knew you wanted him!"
"Nathaniel please just leave."
"I want to talk to you."
He reached for Castiel's hands, but he pulled away.

"Don't touch me. Go home."

"Cas-"
"Don't touch me, Nathaniel."
"Just listen to me-"
"You aren't explaining shit!"
"The person I slept with was someone I met right when I got out of the hospital. As soon as we got back together, I told him I was with someone and we couldn't do it anymore, but he came over and started grabbing at me and he took his clothes off and gave me a hand job and one thing led to another-"
"Is it because I cheated on you?"
"You cheated on me?"
"With Maximus."
Nathaniel felt guilt. He hadn't even thought about that. He was so focused on what was going on with him and his sex life, he hadn't thought of all the sacrifices Castiel had made for him. Castiel had put up with a cruel, abusive man for nearly three years to get money for his surgery. He'd been stalked by paparazzi and humiliated in public. He'd been moved from place to place and been harmed physically and emotionally.

"That's why you don't love me anymore…"
A single tear rolled down Castiel's cheek.

"Because I'm dirty…"
"Cas, you're not-"
"Yes I am…my blood is tainted…I cheated on you…other people have been inside me…I'm not good enough. That's it, isn't it?"

"Castiel, you didn't cheat on me. You being with Maximus was for me. It was so much more than I deserved."
"You're just saying that. I slept with Maximus and Lysander and you and Ethan and that doctor. I'm disgusting."
"No. Don't ever say that about yourself again."
Castiel wiped his eyes before walking away from the door. He returned to the bedroom and curled up in his bed. Meanwhile at the door, Nathaniel and Lysander were giving each other deathly glares.

"This is all your fault."
"What? It is my fault you cheated on him, knowing all he went through for you? Is it my fault that he came here when you broke his heart?"
Nathaniel was silent.

"Exactly."
Lysander started to close the door.

"I'll kill you…"
"What?"
BAM!
Nathaniel kicked the door off the hinges, knocking Lysander to the ground. He jumped onto him, violently punching Lysander in the face. Lysander punched Nathaniel, smashing his jaw with his fist. Nathaniel fell back and Lysander was able to get to his feet. The fight continued until they made it to the living room. They were right next to the glass table, missing it by centimeters. Castiel heard the noise and came back into the room.

"Stop it!"
They continued fighting. Castiel tried to pull them apart, but it backfired. They continued to fight. Castiel continued to try to pull them apart. He managed to after a while, but the two were still trying to get at each other. Castiel had had enough.

"Get out of here Nathaniel! I never want to see you again! I hate you!"

"Cas-"
"LEAVE!"
Nathaniel shot Lysander a deathly stare as he stepped around Castiel to head to the door. Castiel angrily started to pick up the furniture that had been knocked over when he heard the sounds of struggle in the background. He turned around to see the two fighting again.

"STOP IT ALREADY!"
The two lost control of their brawl, and smashed into the table. Both men were covered with broken glass, but the fight never slowed. Eventually, Castiel found himself cornered as the two continued to fight, completely unaware of where he was.

"Bastard!"
Nathaniel aimed for Lysander's face, throwing forward a fist meant for a devastating blow. Lysander was quick though and moved out of the way.

The fist collided with Castiel's jaw, sending him backwards. A loud bang told them his head hit the wall, and his skull had possibly cracked.

He heard voices and looked up to see Nathaniel and Lysander worriedly looking at him. They were talking to him, but their words were completely muffled. They sounded so far away. He felt tired and closed his eyes as his head fell back.

He woke up a few hours later to find himself laying on his bed. He'd been changed into loose fitting clothes to be more comfortable, and the covers had been pulled up slightly.

"Mmh…"
He reached around to the back of his head, touching the bandaged spot.

"Castiel?"
"Ahh…"
"Sorry…"
Lysander had spoken too loud, increasing Castiel's headache.

"How do you feel?"
"My head hurts…"

"You have a concussion. Try to relax, okay?"
Lysander rubbed Castiel's leg before softly kissing him. Castiel's long black hair hung past his shoulders , nearly covering his face in the front as it dangled from the bandages.

"What happened?"
Lysander looked guilty for a moment before he explained.

"Nathaniel and I were having a scuffle in the kitchen and you got caught in it."

"What do you mean-"
He looked over to see Nathaniel sitting at the foot of the bed. His eyes showed both regret and anger. Lysander started to speak again, but Castiel interrupted.

"Nathaniel…"
He shifted uncomfortably in his bed.

"I'm with Lysander now. We're not together anymore, okay? You have someone else now. Please leave."
Nathaniel looked like he wanted to say something, but Castiel's pleading face (he didn't care about the glare he was getting from Lysander) told him not to. He stood and walked over to the door before stopping and looking back.

"I'm sorry, Cas. I still love you. I'll always be waiting for you. Whenever you decide to leave this asshole."

He pointed to Lysander.
"He won't."

He and Lysander started to glare evilly at each other before Castiel interrupted.

"Goodbye Nathaniel."
Nathaniel left the apartment.

Lysander spent the entire day caring for Castiel, who seemed indifferent the entire time. He'd just finished eating dinner when Lysander started kissing him.

"Lys…I'm tired…"
Lysander kissed him one last time before taking off his clothes and getting into bed next to Castiel.

"I love you."
"I love you too."
Castiel rested his head on Lysander's chest.

"Castiel-"
"Yeah?"
"You deserve much better than you've gotten in your life."
Castiel said nothing.

"I would take all of your pain back if I could."
"Why are you doing that?"
"Doing what?"
"You're acting like you're going to leave me. Are you trying to tell me something?"
Lysander was silent. Castiel's eyes widened as he sat up.

"You are, aren't you?"
"Castiel…"
"Dammit!"
Castiel eased to his feet and grabbed his pants, pulling them up as he grabbed his shirt. Lysander tried to pull him back over to the bed by his waist.

"Cas-"
"Don't touch me."
Castiel finished dressing himself and started to walk out. Lysander pulled his pants back on and followed him.

"I'm not trying to tell you anything! Just come back into the apartment!"

"You're lying to me!"
"I'm not, just come back into the house."

He caught up to Castiel and grabbed his hand. Castiel tried to pull away, but Lysander quickly and easily yanked him back over and held him tight.

"I am not lying to you. I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
He looked into Castiel's eyes. Castiel felt his anger melt away. Lysander seemed like he was being sincere.

"What are you hiding?"
"I'm-"
"No lies."
"Nothing."
They looked into each other's eyes for another moment for a moment before Castiel sighed and turned to go back into the house.

The next day was spent in silence. Lysander continuously tried to spend time with Castiel, who avoided him out of fear he would say goodbye. Night fell and Lysander came looking for him again.

"Castiel, hey."
"Hello."
Castiel started to try to leave when Lysander grabbed his hand and pulled him back. He kissed Castiel's cheek.

"I missed you today."
"Uh huh."
Castiel tried to leave again. Lysander hugged him from behind.

"Why do you keep trying to run from me?"
"N-no reason…"
Lysander gave him a sad smile before kissing him.

"Come on."
"Where are we going?"
"Just come with me."
Lysander led him to their bedroom. The beds had been pushed together and layered to make one large bed, and the two were able to sleep together.
Castiel's eyes went wide when he saw what Lysander had been doing all day. Romantic music was playing and the lights were dimmed. Lysander spun him around and kissed him as he took off his clothes. Castiel remained still.

"Come on, Cas."
Castiel didn't move. Lysander took his hand and led him to the bed. He laid Castiel back and undressed him before getting on top of him and kissing him again. After foreplay, they had a long round of sex before falling asleep in each other's arms.

Later that night, Castiel woke up to see Lysander sadly smiling at him.

"Hi, Cas."
"Hey, Lys. What's wrong?"
"I have to go somewhere."
"Where are you going?"
Lysander looked away for a moment before looking back into Castiel's eyes.

"I have to go meet someone."
Castiel looked like he was about to speak but Lysander interrupted.

"Do you want to come with me? Please just say yes."
Castiel looked at him for a moment, searching for clues as to who it could be.

"O…kay…"
"Get dressed, baby."
Castiel got dressed and they met up downstairs. Lysander wrapped his arms around Castiel and kissed him repeatedly, moving down to his neck and chest.

"Lys…let's go so we can get back to bed sooner."
Lysander sadly turned to the door.

They pulled up to a large empty parking lot.

"Why are you meeting someone here?"
"We're supposed to make a trade."
"A trade for what?"
Just then, a car and two Hummers pulled up. Castiel's heart sank. Two of Maximus's thugs stepped out of the car, followed by Maximus himself. The Hummers emptied, letting out eight more thugs. Lysander stepped out of the car.

"You brought what I want?"
"Yes. Do you have the exchange?"
"Maybe. It depends. I need to get a look at my property before I decide."
Lysander sighed and looked down to the ground before walking around the car and opening Castiel's door. He undid Castiel's seatbelt and helped him out of the car. Castiel thought his eyes were playing tricks on him, but once he got a clear view of Maximus, he stopped and looked at Lysander.

"Lysander…why were you meeting Maximus?"
"BRING HIM OVER HERE!"
Two of Maximus's thugs approached Castiel, who backed away from them.

"Don't try to run, Castiel. They'll catch you, and I have to say, they like to play rough."
The thugs grabbed Castiel and dragged him over to Maximus. They laughed as Maximus undressed Castiel.

"Let me go! Lysander! What the hell is this?!"
Maximus's thugs held Castiel's arms as Maximus looked over him. The man grimaced before looking over to another one of his thugs.

"Hand him over."
The thug opened the Hummer door, dragging Leigh out of the vehicle, unconscious. They dragged him halfway over to Lysander, who ran the rest of the way to his brother. Lysander helped Leigh into his car and laid him in the back seat.

BAM! BAM! BAM!
"Aah!"
Maximus and one of his thugs beat Castiel until he fell to the ground, screaming as he tried to shield himself from the blows. Lysander shouted at Maximus.

"You said you wouldn't hurt him!"
"You said you didn't know where he was. You said you didn't fuck him."
Lysander was silent. Maximus grabbed one of Castiel's legs and slid his fingers up Castiel's bottom before rubbing them together for Lysander to see.

"See? Don't act like I dumb. You lied first. If you can lie to me, I can do the same to you."

He resumed beating Castiel, who screamed and begged for mercy until Maximus delivered the final blow. He slammed Castiel's head down on the concrete, knocking him unconscious immediately.

"If I were you, Lysander, I would get the hell out of town before I find something else on Castiel that pisses me off."
Lysander frowned before turning and walking back to his car. He drove back to their apartment, helping Leigh to his room before cleaning him up and putting him to bed.

Maximus looked to his thugs.

"Throw him in the trunk."
Castiel was literally thrown into the trunk of the car. The door was slammed down on him and the men piled into their vehicles and left.