Mine (Destiel)

Angels and Letters

It was Halloween which really didn't mean much for me. I had no plans as my family didn't celebrate such a holiday. They said Halloween was in celebration of Satan.

Anna was planning on going to some party, I knew that much. We didn't converse regularly about all the ways she was breaking rules and rebelling against our parents.

I had been writing a letter to Dean. It was somewhat long but it was important. I seemed to be having writers block. I had so many words I wanted to put on the page, but I didn't know how to say them.

Anna came in my room. She was dressed up in all white. She wore a pair of stilettos, a crop top and a mini skirt. She had big fluffy fake wings strapped on her back.

"I'm going out to a Halloween party. What'd you think?" Her red hair flew down her back and I noticed she was wearing heavy pink lipgloss.

"What are you going as?" I asked. "A stripper?" Her face grew red and I could tell she didn't enjoy my comment.

Anna sulked. "I'm an angel you idiot." She looked in a mirror and fixed her hair. She was so self absorbed.

She looked like an angel I suppose, but she had no innocence. It was like she had lost all grace.

"I have no clue how I'm going to get out of here dressed in this. I don't want mom and dad to notice." She slowly approached me. "Do you think you could let me borrow your trench coat Cassie?"

I quickly thought of an excuse as to why she couldn't. "There's a big hole in it. Sorry." She seemed defeated and retreated back to her room across the hall.

I resumed writing my letter and after about an hour I had said everything I wanted. I read through it again, checking for mistakes.

Dear Dean, I know we are no longer together. I think the whole school knows that by now. I don't know why you got so mad at me. I get that it's not going to work but I still want to be your friend. I'm not saying that like in every over dramatized chick flick movie and honestly I mean it. I don't want everyone to feel awkward when we are in the same room together. I want to be able to carry on a conversation with you Dean and not feel like a total jerk. I want to still be close with you and for us to come to some sort of reconciliation. We have mutual friends and I know that I'm not going to stop being their friend because I think I should stop being yours. I want to be your friend. You're probably out partying. You've probably met someone new. I have peace with that. I don't get what we are even fighting for. You lashed out in anger and I responded just as coldly. I apologize for my bad behavior and if you choose to apologize, I forgive you.

Sincerely, Castiel Novak.

There were still things I wanted to say but I deemed them inappropriate or unnecessary.

I taped the letter inside an old Stephen King novel that I hadn't read in forever. I walked into Anna's room.

"If you see Dean at the party, can you give this book to him? I promised him I'd let him borrow it." She took it from me and threw it in her purse. "Thanks."

I wondered what Dean's reaction would be. I felt like I was breaking some sort of promise, some sort of vow to myself saying that I'd be quiet, that I'd let another thing get in the way.

I wouldn't be. I needed to do this. I would have some sort of strange peace now. I would still miss him so damn much but I would be happy with what we still have.

I hoped that seeing him now wouldn't feel like I was cutting open a healing wound, that reminiscing wouldn't end in tears.

I didn't want to forget him though. He had shown me something that I had been ignoring for so long. He had taught me a lesson and I'd never forget it.

A/N Sorry it took me so long to update. I've been crazy busy. I'm trying to ignore the accumulating amount of homework I need to get done. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. This story is up to 162 votes! Thank you so much. I think my new goal is 500. We can do it! Love you guys!