Destiel One-Shots

Story Thirty-Four

A/N: um sorry it's been so long but I got inspiration for this so yeah idk. Dean POV, Cas and Dean are together, I guess. Idk enjoy I guess.

Sometimes I hate my dad. Sometimes I get so angry that I want to scream at him, hit him even. Sometimes... sometimes I wish we had all died in that fire. I know it's useless, this anger, this resentment, but I can't help thinking that his selfishness ruined my life forever. I mean, being upset about mom is one thing but... as kids, Sammy and I saw things, did things that no child ever should. Never had a home, never had friends, only each other. But, hell, that turned out screwed up too.

Maybe if we had had a normal childhood, we wouldn't both be so screwed up. Maybe Sam's face wouldn't fall every time he thought about the past, and maybe there wouldn't be constant pain hiding in the back of his eyes. Maybe be could've gone to law school, made a name for himself. Now he's got so many names it's hard to keep track of them all. Maybe I could've been something, a fireman, a mechanic, a rock star. Maybe we could've had friends that aren't constantly in danger because of us.

But those are all what ifs and maybes, and my life is what it is. And, sometimes, I'm grateful to my dad, because without all that hell he put us through, I never would've found my heaven. Without my demons, I never would've found my angel.

Without him, I never would've found Castiel.

Yeah idk. I guess it turned out pretty good, better than I expected actually, and again sorry it's been so long. School has been stressful and I have a social life now which is strange. School gets out in a few weeks, so hopefully I'll have the time and energy to write again. Idk. Don't forget to vote, and until next time, keep on keepin on.