Chapter Four

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I finally calmed down after an hour and sighed standing and pulling a sweater over my clean shirt I slipped on when Michael left the room to attend to his own agenda. I fixed my hair with my fingers. I trudged down the stairs with my bag on my shoulder and out the door. My hair flied different ways as the wind rocked the earth.
I looked up at the sign of the school and occasionally thought "another day in hell, right." He sighed walking in but it turned into a slight smile once he saw dean. Dean noticed this and waved his hand motioning me over. He stood around jocks I walked over kind of slowly. Dean slung his arm around me making me flush unevenly. He chuckled.
''something wrong their Cas?" I shook my head and avoided eye contact. Dean took us from the group.
"Cas......" Dean started stopping his eyes at my wrist and grabbed it revealing a bruise.
"Cas?" He spoke again as I was pulling back my wrist. "What happened?" He kept a sturdy hold on my wrist.
"Nothing of import okay..I just.." I shook my head.
"Cas..tell me."
"I just had a dream and my brother pinned me down from thrashing and end up breaking my neck or something." I spoke quite quickly and grunting a few times as his hands were gripping my wrist. He let go hearing the grunts.
"Sorry..."
"It's fine." Is sighed leaning my back onto my locker. Dean nodded after saying his good bye, and for me to come over this weekend. He walked away to his class. I sighed walking into the boys bathroom and creaked the door open before a felt a strong grip on my arm as the figure opened the door throwing me in. I stumbled and fell straight to the ground my hands supporting me. He grabbed my shirt collar and pointed me into the wall main blood fill my mouth almost instantly. I grunted and squirmed.
He punched me square in the jaw,blood dropped from the side of my mouth.
"Stay still." He commanded. I gasped in pain as his knee hit my stomach making me fall to the ground. The door opened again and I saw Dean walk in. He pulled the guy off and made him leave. I sighed wiping my mouth as Dean helped me stand. I turned from facing him.
"Cas....Cas look at me."

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