Meeting You (Destiel High School AU)

34. Voice Of A Faceless Figure

// Dean's POV

Dean stumbled around the bar, wondering if he should take another drink or not.

He remembered seeing Cas playing pool with a few people so Dean just kinda walked around.

He had stopped drinking a while ago so he wasn't too drunk but he would probably have a really bad head ache in the morning.

"Dean?" A familiar voice asked behind him.

Dean turned around and found Lisa standing in front of him, smiling.

"Uh-- hi Lisa."

"Hey! Why don't we sit down and talk?" She smiled and sat at an empty table.

Dean hesitated but sat down next to her.

"So how's everything?" She asked, batting her eyes at him.

"Good. Castiel and I have been great." Dean smiled at the thought of Cas.

Lisa's smile however, faded and she looked away.

"That's nice..." she whispered.

They talked for a while, Lisa getting closer to him every few minutes, only to have Dean scoot away from her until the point he would fall of the chair if he scooted away more.

The room was still spinning and his head was hurting but Dean could still register what was happening.

Somehow Lisa managed to get an arm around his neck and the other of his chest. This was getting uncomfortable.

Dean was talking about something. He didn't exactly know what but it was probably about Cas.

He knew Lisa wasn't paying attention.

She looked away, at someone and smirked. And just as Dean was turning to see who she was looking at, she crashed her lips against his.

Dean closed his eyes, not from actually being into it-- but from shock.

He wasn't kissing back.

How would he? He had Cas.

Dean groaned and pushed her away.

"Lisa, stop. Listen to me. This isn't gonna work. It never has. I've just never been interested in you that way and I possibly never will. I proposed to Cas. We're engaged, just give it up." Dean stood up and turned quickly enough to see Cas running off into the crowd.

"Cas!" Dean yelled and ran after him.

By the time he got outside, Cas was in the Impala, pulling out of the parking lot. Dean checked his pockets. He had dropped the keys. Damn.

"Cas wait!"

But Cas was driving off, Dean tried running after him but Cas was driving too fast and--

Everything seemed to slow down.

Cas had drove into the street and crashed. He didn't stop. He ran the red light and an eighteen wheeler had crashed into him.

Dean didn't know when or how he got his legs to function but he did, and he was running.

The side of the Impala which Cas was sitting at was smashed and broken. Windows were broken and the smell of gasoline filled the air.

Dean quickly ran to the car only to find Castiel on the other side of the car.

He wasn't wearing a seat belt so he was pushed to the other side. His hair was damp with. Blood and he had cuts and bruises everywhere.

People were beginning to surround the scene. They managed to pull the other driver out of the truck before the back of it exploded.

"Shit." Dean yelled before running to the other side of the car, opening the door and dragging Castiel out if it, dragging him far from the area.