------------------------------------------------------- Cas' POV ------------------------------------------------------
I spend all night re reading the note, it smelled like him, when the waitress gave it to me I swear I saw him walk out the door and seconds later I heard the roar of the impala, but I didn't believe it until I read the note.
Dear Cas, I see you are busy we came looking for you, if you want lets talk. Im in the motel Katahdin room 18. Have fun. -DW
I held the napkin to my nose smelling him from the piece of paper, I need to see him but what if I can't let them go? What if I want to go back with them? I looked at the time, 12:00 a.m. he should be awake now... I dressed up and walked to his room. I knocked the door three times, I heard a growl and a hit.
"Son of a bitch." I heard him say, I chuckled. He opened the door, he was in boxers and his hair was all messy, I could hear the shower running but didn't give it a thought, I mean he has a brother. I looked to the floor. "Cas." He breathed out, I looked at him and our eyes met a smiled creeped into my face.
"Hi Dean." I mumbled, he smelled like alcohol and sweat, and for anyone it would be gross but mixed his the smell of leather and his cologne I felt like I was in heaven, I heard the water stop and thats when I realised he was in boxers only, I was pleading myself to not stare but I couldn't help to look at his beautiful body. "I..." I mumbled fazed, I looked away blushing.
"Dean is there another towel I need to dry my hair." Said a girl coming out from the bathroom, he turned to her and shrugged, it felt like a stab in my heart, I looked away as all the blood left my face, the smile left my lips as my heart broke even more.
"I wanted to tell you to please stop looking for me, Im going to stay here so please go and let me alone." I uttered sternly, when I turned to him his eyes were almost watering, he looked away and I thought I saw pain in his eyes but I knew that was something I wanted to see but didn't happen.
"Cas?" He mumbled, I turned around and walked to my room, my body felt like I was on fire, I felt so much pain, hurt. I felt betrayed. "Why am I not good enough for him? Nausea pained my stomach, my heart and chest. Nothing could stop my mental suffering, my legs were weak, when I was out of his sight I ran to my room and locked myself in it, and the only thing I could do to release was cry.
--------------------------------------------------------- Dean's POV ---------------------------------------------------------
"Dean?" The girl mumbled, I looked at her.
"Uh Laura?" I uttered, she rolled her eyes.
"Marcella." She replied, I nodded.
"Yeah Marcella, this is not a good moment so please just dress up and leave." I said going to the bathroom and locking myself in there.
I got into the bath and sat there crying my eyes off and I couldn't understand why, I heard a soft 'Goodbye' and the door closing, my mind was running wild, I looked to my arms, I touched my scars and I could feel the need of hurting myself but I decided I wouldn't do it, I swear to Sammy I wouldn't do it again.
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Move on (Destiel)
FanfictionWhat would you do if your best friend/lover died? Castiel couldn't live without him, he was sad, depressed, anxious, he couldn't eat or sleep, since the day DW died he couldn't get out of bed, until one day, he met someone who was going to change h...
