Living Next To The Punk: Destel AU

chapter 9: the aftermath

!!tw!! child abuse and selfharm

Castiel had a smile on his face and turned around

"cas, you had fun," his mother smiled

"yeah I did, surprisingly," castiel blushed

"nice, umm sweetheart you know I love you no matter what right?" she smiled

"What, mum yes I might be gay but dean has a girlfriend, I couldn't," castiel stuttered

"honey I heard you guys talking you told him a jock about anna, you wouldn't've told any old jock about her," she smiled

"I know I kinda like him buts he's a straight as a fucking dry pasta," castiel said

"cas, you know pasta gets bendy once you wet it," she smirked

"MUM," castiel yelled laughing

"I need to go clean my room I'll be back," castiel smiled

"no problem,"

Castiel ran up to his room and started franticly cleaning before he spotted a jumper with a sticky note on his

'here wear this it's too small for me, I'd think it'd look cute on you

-dean <3'

The note said castiel smiled and bushed that defiantly wasn't there when dean left

" I hope you like it bud," dean smiled making castiel jump

"Jesus dean what the hell my dads gonna be home soon and you just left," castiel whispered smiling

"well you left your window open and I had that in a bag to be taken to an op shop, and I thought you like it," Dean smiled

It was a black ac/dc jumper it would be big on castiel, it was slightly torn and weathered but castiel liked it

"yeah I like it dean thanks," castiel smiled

They quickly hugged and dean took the chance to kiss castiel on the cheek which castiel returned

Downstairs they heard a door open and he heard footsteps leading to his room castiel froze his father was angry and he would take it out on cas with dean in there or not.

"dean I'm sorry, my dads home and he," castiel couldn't think of what to say

"I get it cas your dad doesn't want you alone with a boy in your room," dean softly smiled and kissed his forehead

"thank you, dean see, you later," castiel whispered through the window

"yeah bye," dean smiled

Castiel shut his window and his door flung open

"Hello dad," castiel sighed putting the jacket in his draw

"who was here," he growled

"no one why?" castiel lied

"because the pie is almost gone," his dad slurred

"well I had some today after school and I cut a piece for Alfie and Gabe," castiel said shaking

"huh okay," his dad sighed before throwing Castiel's books on the floor,

"clean that mess up," he grumbled

Castiel sighed "I just did,"

"what?" his dad said

"I did clean that up," castiel whispered

"huh I can't tell your room is always a mess kinda like your life you fag, you'd be better off dead," his father slurred walking up and punching castiel in the face

"I know I would be," castiel whispered tears sliding down his face,

His dad laughed bitterly and left to pick up the books just by luck better off dead by sleeping with sirens started playing from his phone

He quietly sobbed and need to cut, he had to

He quickly placed the books back up on the shelf and pulled out his box and grabbed the blade and made 20 cuts per arm they weren't neat up who cares.

He wouldn't have thought dean was standing looking out his window as castiel father hit him

"castiel dinners ready," his mother called

"I'm not hungry," castiel called out

He laid down ad put his headphones on and started playing a random album he didn't care. He didn't get any sleep that night he cut more

"I want to die," castiel whispered quietly

Castiel really didn't leave his room that weekend nor did he talk to dean when he knocked on his window.

Soon Monday rolled around and castiel rolled out of bed and pulled on a black and white striped shirt and a leather jacket him with his ripped jeans and boots, he decided to accessorise by putting on a chain with an upside-down cross.

He sluggishly walked out and made sure his brothers were okay

"cas I can drive you guys," his mother said in a tone that meant I'm not giving you a choice

"Okay mum," castiel sighed

They got into the car and she dropped off the brothers and started driving the opposite of the high school