Distance Wont Hold Us

Out With The Truth

Dean's Pov:
I drive home, smiling and sort of sad. Maybe, well, hopefully we will be able to see each other more often. My phone buzzes, it's probably just Cas. I'll answer them when I'm home. Instead of turning music on and yelling the lyrics, I think. Do I love him? Is this just a crush? Does he love or crush me? That sounds dirty. I passed the sign welcome to Oregon damn, time seriously flew. Are we dating? Do I ask him out now? What am I supposed to do? If he wants to bring his up, he can. I don't want to bring them up. I park in front of the house and check my phone.
Cas: I had a great time :) Can we see eachother more often?
Cas: My dad asked if we were together, I said no... We aren't, are we?
Cas: You forgot your black t shirt :( it smells like you though, so yay :)
Damn, I left it. He seems happy about it, so that's good. I'll avoid the question.
Me: Me too, I hope we can. Damn, I'll get it next time we see each other :)
I hope he doesn't notice me dodging the question. I don't know if I want to date him, he lives so far away, I don't know if I could handle it. But I swear he's one of a kind and I fucking need him, too much for any of our health.

Cas' Pov:
I prepare for school. My dad, told me he remind me to take my medications. It isn't that I forget, I just... Hate having to take supplements to feel ok. School is in 2 days, I have so much homework. I turn my ipod on the, pick a "favorite" playlist and begin my homework. "Whole again" by front porch step players I stop, close my eyes and play the usual mind movie for the song "your arms around my neck was my cross to bear you made me whole again." I'm thinking about the past my phone vibrates.
Dean: and no, we are not dating.
I don't text back, that's cool I guess. That hurt more than it should have, maybe its because now it validates I'm not good enough to date? Or maybe he saw how weird looking I was? I'll just wait for him to text me tomorrow. I go take a shower, beforehand and me and my little metal friend tango, do is a disaster dance that I love. Dean probably used me, I'm too stupid to think we would ever date. I just.. fuck... he was probably just lonely and I was the only one that got attached. This happens a lot I'm just used to it. Why didn't I see this before? I don't even know why I tried so hard to talk to him and make him happy. I just don't understand boys. Or girls, really for that fact. Both genders are quite complicated, I see how people can be alone forever, I probably will be alone forever but I don't mind much.

Dean's Pov:
Cas never texted me back. Was I mean? School starts then I put my phone away. At lunch, I go to my car and eat my sandwich I packed, I begin to get some of my late work done. It's not all that hard and I can turn it in at the end of the day. And by the end of the day I check my phone, still nothing. I'll go home, do my homework I listen to music. It takes me about 2 hours to get all caught, up not bad. My phone goes off Cas?
Cas: What are we then?
Me: Friends...
Cas: Ok
Me: Yep...
This is awkward, and I don't really like it.
Me: hey, you okay?
Cas: Just peachy.
Me: okay...
I'm not good at seeing if people are actually okay, or lying about it.
Me: I'm always here for you.
Cas: Yep. Thanks.
Well, maybe....
Me: Have you been taking your meds?
Cas: No.. wait how do you know about them?
Me: you can't hide them forever
Cas: okay.
Me: take your pills.
Cas: okay.
That explains a lot, he just hasn't been himself. I just.. I feel bad for not telling him what I did. I feel a little bit guilty but not really, he will find out soon enough. Why doesn't he take his medications? I assume he has been taking them for a while how can you just forget? Or does he purposely stop taking them?

Cas' Pov:
How does he know about my pills? Did he snoop around my room or something? That's so not cool, and very out of line of him. I thought I could trust him.
Me: did you snoop around my room or talk to my dad about them or something?
Dean: maybe
Me: which one is it?
Dean: I may have snooped when you were asleep.
Me: REALLY!? THAT'S NOT OKAY ITS MY ROOM I THOUGHT I COULD TRUST YOU. It's my privacy and not yours.
Dean: I know....
Me: then why did you?
I'm furious. I never thought he would do this, this is so embarrassing. I was going to tell him soon enough he didn't have to snoop around my fucking room. I don't want to talk to him for the rest of their the rest of the week. He never text me back I don't even care anymore.
Me: Fuck you, Dean.
I thought I could trust him. If he wants me to just stop talking to him all together he is doing such a lovely job. But it's obvious that I can't trust him. I hope he realizes how invaded I feel. You can not go through someones room! Especially the first time staying at their house! He should have just asked me, instead of snoop. It would have been hard but at the same time we wouldn't be arguing and I wouldn't be so pissed off.