Move on (Destiel)

6. Bite me

-----------------Sam's POV------------------
"Uh, now I'm Hannah Montana and have two different lives and identities, I'm gay, have a boyfriend and a dog," Dean said and scowled when he said dog. "And in the other I'm almost God. A brunette called Bonnie told me that last night." He smiles cheekily and winked at me. I rolled my eyes y slapped the back of his head again.
"Really Dean?" I said with my million dollar bitch face.
"Too soon?" He said kneading his head annoyed.
"Yes Dean two minutes after we found out you may have had a twin brother and that he died like 4 months ago it's too soon." I said really annoyed, he is so emotionless sometimes.
"It's not like I care about him Sammy, I didn't knew him and I wouldn't want to, honestly." He said seriously.
"What is wrong with you Dean? I mean, he is your brother." I said almost yelled at him.
"You are my brother, he had my blood and face, not the same." I said and took out a cigarette. "Sue me." He said and walked away lighting it.
Someday he will meet someone and all this facade won't be enough for him. I thought as my thoughts wondered far away from my stupid brother and his amiability issues.

----------------Dean's POV----------------
I was grumpy the rest of the day, my mind kept wondering to Dan, my twin brother. I hate surprises and even more this kind.
"Dean..." Sammy said, I didn't want to talk to him, I was so sad, but I can't show it, it's not manly and if my dad knew I wanted to cry he would punch me, because that's what a man would do. Still I couldn't stop myself at night, I would wrap my arms around myself and sob as silent as I can.
"Dean..." He said louder and snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Mhm?" I grumbled, he looked at me but I didn't return the look.
"What is wrong with you? Why are you so grumpy?" He said softly.
"I'm just me, if you don't like it bite me." I spat and left the room angry.
What was my problem?
WHAT WAS MY PROBLEM?
My problem is that I just found out I had a twin but newsflash he is dead, and he had this gorgeous boyfriend who I actually treated badly and made him cry. It's been 3 months since Adam broke our secret relationship and I have to be manly and fuck some stupid chick just to keep the cover.
If my dad knew about me being gay he would kick me, I heard him talking to uncle Bobby about it.
"I swear to you that if that kid turns out gay I'll disinherit his ass," John said mad. "I'm not kidding Robert."
"John, he is your son, you can't do that." Bobby said angrily.
"I don't care, I won't have a faggot living under my roof." he spat and walked away.
Since that day I've been hiding my sexuality, sometimes I've had secret flings but nothing more, until Adam, he was my boyfriend, we used to go out on dates and sleep over, pretending we were both drunk and straight and in the dark of night we would make love. No, Dean, stop thinking about him, he is gone.
I walked away from the motel we were staying, I took out my decanter and took a sip, it was filled with vodka, I stared at the sky feeling the breeze in my face when someone crashed to my chest and fell backwards, before he touched the floor I held him by his arm and spilled all my drink in the process.
"Son of a bitch." I said letting go of the arm and trying to clean my shirt. "Shit!" I mumbled.
"Thanks sweet cheeks" He said cheekily, the guy was short, with brown almost blonde hair, it was shorter than Sam's but longer than mine, he was checking me out shamelessly. "I'm Gabriel, you can call me Gabe."

*******Authors Note*********
So we've got Samantha's point of view, Dean is an asshole and yeah Gabe is here!
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