Cas was sitting in his reading chair, a philosophy book in hand to understand the human mind, but in reality... There was only one person's mind he wishes to understand. This beautiful, complex, girl. She died and came back as a demon, one of Crowley's.
That's how I met her and suddenly she was more than evil. She was reckless. And that, reckless behavior and her; was attractive to me.
She was all the things my father forbid. But it was more than just things like murder, breaking and entering, stealing; Megan would go risk her life do things that could make Crowley very angry. Things that are bad for her. I was drawn to that.
I want to do something wrong. I want to do something God wouldn't like for once. I was pulled out of my trance by rocks being thrown at my apartment complex's window. I walked over and opened the window; curious as always. Met with a good sized rock in the face and my ears lit up with the sound of her laugh.
"Clarence."
I still don't know why she called me that name. God named me Castiel. Not Clarence. I cocked my head to the side and stated, "I assume you came here to inform me of a case. And I still do not comprehend why you call me Clarence.".
Meg laughed, "Its an appropriate name for a unicorn maybe that's why.".
I replied, "But I am not a unicorn I am an angel of the lord.".
She smirked making my insides light up, "No Clarence you're right you are going to be my Valentines Date.".
I state, "Valentine's Day is a day for lovers correct?".
She laughed, "Or fuck buddies.". I looked confused and she appeared inside seconds later. "Let's organize this mess.".
We spent the night moving furniture here and there to match whatever she believed would look best. She laughed again, her laugh showing her bubbly old self, the girl who died. Which made me come to the decision that the girl didn't die but was hidden. I liked that conclusion a lot which made me smile.
I asked, "Why again must I move the furniture manually?".
Megan paused for a moment in thought before stating, "Its hot to watch you move the furniture. It makes me all tingly inside Clarence.". Her smirk made me get a tingly feeling in my stomach. Something Jimmy's daughter referred to as butterflies in her stomach which I believe is another human expression.
I stopped pushing the couch once it was in the place she wanted it and I pressed my lips to her's. I made her gasp when I tightened my grip around her waist. After kissing on the couch for awhile I said, "Pizza. We need Pizza. Because that would make this a good date. Correct?".
She giggled, "And who taught you that Clarence?".
I responded, "My vessel's teenage daughter. Is she correct?".
Megan kissed me hard, and I asked afterwards, "Is that a yes?".
With a laugh she nodded leading me out of my apartment and to the street as I walked in the street holding her hand as she attempted to walk along the edge of the side walk. I had to admit she looked very... Adorable. I learned that word from Dean.
Once we got there she ordered us a regular pizza and we both ate three pieces even though I couldn't taste the food. She smiled and laughed, commenting on my kissing skills. And she said that she quite enjoyed kissing with me on the couch (apparently that's called making out, which I do not understand what I am making and how it's out).
Meg looked into my eyes, I sensed the fact she wanted to do something bad. She said one word only to me, "Run.". With that she bolted from the restaurant and I followed taking the alley ways home laughing all the way I felt alive for once. Her expression the way she laughed the look in her eyes I want to save it all. So I took out my phone and started filming her.
She was like a star in one of those movies Dean and Sam loved. Beautiful. I've never been happier. Until I woke up.
With the taste of peanut butter on my lips, and fresh tears on my cheeks.
Remembering. Megan was no longer here.
