Chapter 3- Nothing more than friendship
Present Day- 1997
ANGELICA'S POV
Over the past two years I could clearly see Dean was jealous of my new best friend Castiel. I like to think they only get along for the benefit of keeping me as their friend. Dean stopped dating and changed his appearance to the perfect guy for me that I described to him when we were younger. He even so much as changed his whole personality to fit the persona all to make me notice him more. I noticed but did not do much about it because Castiel recently asked me to be his girlfriend three months ago.
He was the hottest Junior next to my best friend, now boyfriend Castiel of course. He had the most perfect body with muscular arms, perfectly tousled hair, white teeth, and piercing forest green eyes all to die for. Every girl who came across him seemed to fancy him. He was the type that was used to being worshipped by girls and boys alike, but he was also the type that didn't give a crap about it or at least not anymore. He saw and knew the real me from the very beginning, unlike Cas who only saw what I wanted him to see.
I guess that's why I love him. I've never forgotten the day he kissed me but that was also the day I let him down and I've been beating myself up since then. It was not a good day at all since well you will see why. Let me start from the beginning.
Flashback:
I awoke feeling like today was going to be a good day. I turned my phone alarm off, yawning widely as I stretched my arms above my head. I put my clothes at the end of my bed that I chose the night before and put on my robe over the tank top and underwear until I got in the shower. I took a long shower and by the time I got out to get dressed, I read the clock in the bathroom.
7:45. Perfect except it really wasn't since I had to be at school by 8:30. I hurried to put on my sundress, with sandals, and jewelry on all while grabbing my purse and then I hurried down the steps to where Dean and Sam were sitting at the table eating while my mom was washing dishes and dad drinked his coffee while reading the newspaper.
"Good morning, Angel. What's the r-?"
"Good morning, Dean, hey. Can you drive me to school today?"
Sam and him looked at each other smiling in silent communication before Dean shook his head no. "I'm eating so is Sam. You're going to have to wait."
"I DON'T HAVE TIME TO WAIT. It's nearly 8:30!"
I was just about to rush out the door when I was grabbed around the waist and flung over someone's shoulder fireman style. I noticed it was only Dean and started hitting him on the back and he retaliated by gently dropping me on the couch. He made a motion as if to tickle me, but I got away blushing like mad hearing my dad and Sam laughing as I rushed out the door.
I made it to the door but just as quick as he was the first time he caught me spinning me around to face him. "It's Saturday Angel. I should've told you already, but I like when you get mad."
"W-what?! Oh, you do, don't you? Here's me being mad," I said making him back up as I hit him in the chest with both my purse and hand all while Sam and my dad continued to laugh in the background. "Now let me go."
He pulled me into a hug knowing I couldn't stay mad at him too long and kissed my forehead. I sighed and wrapped my arms around him too.
We stayed that way for a while until he was the one to pull away. "I'm sorry. Can you forgive me?"
"Keep giving me hugs like that and you're forgiven for the whole year."
I saw his eyes soften a bit and he put a warm smile on before responding, "I can do you one better. I've been wanting to do this for a very long time."
He pushed my hair behind my ear and ran his hand against my jawline before leaning in as he cupped my neck with one hand and placed the other on the center of my back. Our lips met like they were meant for each other as my eyes fluttered close. I hadn't imagined my first kiss feeling like this in a million years but now that it happened, I was going to make it last.
He nestled his head in my neck and placed gentle kisses on the warm skin there and that's when I came to my senses realizing who was kissing me.
I pushed him away violently before speaking. "This was a mistake, and it can never happen again. I'm with Cas and you know that."
"What? A mistake? You kissed me back!"
I nodded as I crossed my arms as I began to lie mentally beating myself for the hurt that became evident on his face as I said my next statement. "I'm sorry Dean. I don't feel the same way. We are friends and I want nothing more than friendship from you."
Hurt evident in his eyes, he averted his eyes as he spoke. "After that...you don't...and I..." He turned his eyes back to me as he stopped speaking but took one step closer, carefully pulling my face to his in a kiss filled with emotion and passion. I didn't return it, but I did notice the electricity and feelings behind the kiss as soon as our lips met. "Look at me and tell me that doesn't mean anything."
I looked him dead in the eye before averting them after saying what I knew would kill him. "It doesn't mean anything. It was just one of those kisses shared between friends. I don't want anything else to do with you after today and I don't want to see you ever again. We need a break from each other."
I turned just in time to see him begin swallowing and blinking as if to pull the tears back into himself.
"Take that back right...now. You don't mean that. Tell me you don't mean that."
"I mean it. I want you to leave and take Sam with you."
A lone tear escaped, and he quickly brushed it away and told Sam to pack their bags since they were leaving first thing. The last I saw was a grief-stricken face from Dean and a disappointed look from Sam.
That was four days ago. I'm screwed. Yes, I know.
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