Our Love Will Never Fade (Destiel High School AU)

Chapter Sixty Nine

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Saturday Morning
{Castiel's POV}

I woke up to the doorbell ringing. I groaned and rolled out of bed. I padded downstairs to the front door, opening it. Gabriel stood before me.

"Good morning, Gabriel." I moved aside to let him in.

"How you feeling?" He asked. "Dean said you weren't feeling good and you wanted to be alone."

I smiled and patted his head. "No, I'm okay. I'm sorry for making you stay over there."

"It's fine. I spent the night watching movies with Sam." He smiled. "Oh, Dean is outside."

Gabe disappeared upstairs. I sighed and opened the door. Dean was standing there, his hands tucked in his jacket pockets.

"I'm not in the mood, Dean." I crossed my arms. "I told you I didn't want to see you."

"Your bed head is distracting me." He reached to towards my hair.

I slapped his hand away. "Stop. I'm pissed at you."

He sighed. "I'm sorry. Okay?"

"You don't get it, do you?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Get what?" He asked.

"How dependent you are on getting your father's approval? You put your life on the line to show that. I can't keep watching you do that. I could have lost you yesterday, Dean."

"I'm not talking about this." He huffed. "If you don't want my apology, fine."

He started walking away.

"Fine. Don't try to save your relationship." I called after him before slamming the door shut.

I turned to go back upstairs when the knocking on the door started.

"Go away, Dean." I yelled loud enough.

I walked back upstairs to my room. Before I walked in, Gabe came out of his room, timidly.

"Are you and Dean broken up again?" He asked.

I sighed. "No, we're just not seeing eye to eye right now. He's being an ass."

He nodded. "Is this about leaving early yesterday?"

"It's tied to that, yes." I rubbed my forehead. "Don't worry. Everything is fine."

"Do I have to beat him up for hurting you?" He joked.

I chuckled. "No. It's okay."

"Okay." He smiled. "Is it okay if Sam spends the night? He wants to go to church with us tomorrow."

"Yeah, of course." I nodded. "Are you hungry? I can make us breakfast."

"I don't trust your cooking."

"Dean taught me how to make scrambled eggs and toast. Okay?"

"Okay, but if I get food poisoning, I'm throwing up on you."

I rolled my eyes and walked downstairs to the kitchen.

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Later that evening, Anna, Michael, and my dad came home. My dad was impressed that we were able to keep the house intact for the week.

We were eating pizza in the living room, when the doorbell rang. I got up to answer the door. Sam was standing there with Dean behind him. I looked at Sam, not recognizing Dean.