empty bottles on a sunday

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castiel

Castiel's head pounded as he lay on the floor, Naomi sitting on him, her weight preventing him from getting up.

"Naomi, please stop!" Castiel begged. his head pounded as another blow hit him.

"No," she spat. She grabbed his hair and slammed his face down onto the floor. Cas could taste the blood, the familiar iron taste filling the inside of his mouth. he began to cough, small drops of blood dripping out of the corner of his mouth onto the black pavement.

Naomi stopped to smirk at the damage she'd done. castiel took this moment as the time to flip her over onto the floor, which meant that he was the one pinning her down.

"Castiel, stop it! I said no!" She yelled. cas froze, confused as to why he was saying this. then it hit him. She was setting him up. "Get off me, you freak!"

"Castiel Novak!" Mr. Greenly shouted. "Get off of her!"

Castiel did as he was told, finally noticing the large crowd surrounding them. Naomi ran to Mr. Greenly, fake tears streaming down her cheeks, crying into his chest.

"He tried to kiss me, Mr. Greenly! I fought back, but I was too weak. I am, after all, just a girl," Naomi lied. Mr.Greenly, staring in disbelief at Cas, wrapped his arms around Naomi to comfort her.

"Castiel, I expected more from you," as Mr. Greenly spoke, Cas could see how disappointed he was. He pulled out a detention slip and handed it to him. "I hate that I have to do this to such a good student like you, but I'm afraid you have to learn your lesson. This Sunday, detention. Don't be late."

Castiel wondered why it wouldn't be on Saturday, but then he remembered that there would be a bake sale all day on Saturday. It was a fundraiser for the senior class trip, which every student had to attend.

he thought about trying getting out of the detention, but he knew mr. greenly wouldn't believe him. the scene he stumbled upon was a boy sitting on a girl, the girl frantically screaming for him to stop.

"Alright." Cas hung his head low and he picked up his glasses. There was a crack on the left lens, so when he put them on he got dizzy. "Shit," Cas muttered to himself.

Once at the nurse, Cas just said he had fallen. He didn't want to tell the nurse the truth, as she wouldn't believe him just like Mr. Greenly.

The nurse patched him up and sent him home for the day, saying that he 'needed to rest because he was badly hurt'.

Castiel walked through the halls, trying to hide himself in his cardigan. It didn't work. Several other students stared as he walked to his locker. He gathered his things and waited in the front office until someone came to get him.

It was Michael, his older brother. Cas had a very big family, consisting of ten people. Five boys and five girls.

"What happened, Cas?" Michael asked, concerned.

"I'll tell you later," Cas mumbled as he ducked out of the office. Michael said goodbye to the school secretary, who he had known from when he went to Lawrence's High School four years before.

Cas sped over to Michael's car, fighting back tears. He couldn't believe what had happened. How did Naomi even find out? He had been so careful, all 18 years of his life.

"Castiel, what happened?" Michael asked once the two reached the car.

"I got in a fight. Its no big deal," Cas mumbled.

"No big deal? No big deal?" Micheal shouted. He wrapped his arm around Cas's shoulder, pulling him into a tight side hug. "My baby brother just got into his first fight! 'No big deal', please." Michael beamed at his little brother as he got into the car. "So who was it with? Adam Mulligan— I hear he's a dick munch. Or maybe that Dean Winchester kid. Now he's trouble. Or-"