What Became of the Likely Lads? || Destiel Sequel to Drunk On You

Chapter Thirteen - Heart Broken

A/N: Sorry.

Cas (POV)

My heart. I could feel it breaking in my chest as I quickly tried clinging to the wall, only to fall down it slowly and end up on the floor with my heart in my hands. I was in shock and even more so, denial.

"Castiel?" I heard his voice, but even the sound of him was tearing me apart right now. I finally let myself go, tears falling out of my eyes as i wrap my arms around my head and rock back and forth. I didn't make a noise, but my mouth was open like i was creaming out in pain. It hurt so badly.

I heard him walk over and touch my arm but I flinched away from him, afraid that he'd hurt me even more. I finally let out a gasp of air, choking on my own tears as i do so and sob loudly. I heard Dean turn around and walk away from me. Ironic, seen as he was walking away from me in two senses of the word.

I sat in the hallway against the wall for what seemed like hours. I was too upset and shaky to even move. The tears didn't stop but my heart calmed down when i finally wrapped my head around what Dean had said to me.

"Castiel, I want a divorce." His voice ringing over and over again in my head. He couldn't really mean it. But he had said it, he didn't say it on a whim either. He had really and truly thought about this. He had probably been thinking about it for some time for him to actually come out and say it.

I finally got up the strength to move, making my shaky legs stand up as i still hung to the wall. I walk into the living room but didn't see Dean there. Maybe he had left the house while i was having a mental breakdown in the hallway. I slowly walk into the kitchen and my gut wrenches when I see Dean leaning against the counter with his face in his hands, not even noticing i was there at first.

"A divorce?" I whisper out, it was more of a choke to be honest. He drags his hands down his face and looks at me sadly, sighing deeply before nodding his head. "Why, Dean?"

He didn't answer me, only shook his head and put his hands on the counter behind him, biting his own lips while his eyes wandered around the kitchen, looking at anything but me.

"Did you cheat on me?" I ask rather harshly, making his eyes snap back to me. He scoffs and shakes his head.

"No, Castiel. I didn't fucking cheat on you. Don't you even dare say that this had anything to do with E-"

"Emily?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest. He breaths him deeply, gritting his teeth a little and shaking his head.

"This has got nothing to do with the secretary, Castiel."

"Why do you keep using my full name? You never call me by my full name?" I snap out. I had to argue with him about something, but i couldn't bring myself to properly talk about the reason why he was wanting to divorce me.

"Yeah, well things a different now." He whispers out, being stupidly calm when all i wanted to do was scream and shout at him. "We're not happy-"

"No. Don't you dare say that!" I shout, tears springing to my eyes again. "This is not about US! This is about YOU. YOU'RE not happy. Not we!"

He flinches slightly but nods his head slightly.

"You're right. I'm not." Those simple words are what calm me down and break my heart all over again.

"But why?" I ask in a hushed tone and he shrugged.

"I just... i don't love you anymore."

"After all that time you spent trying to be with me in high school? After coming back for me in rehab? After all that you don't love me anymore?" I ask, my heart wrenching all over again as i choke back the tears in my throat.