A Normal Life

Anger, Love and Confusion

Hey, so I hope you all are enjoying it so far!!! :) Here's the next chapter. *disclaimer* I only one the high school characters. Nothing else! 

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Dean’s POV

Dean didn’t know what to think anymore. Cas had rushed away with an almost longing glance but his words still rung in his ears.

You’re too good for me. He’d said. But that was crazy! Cas was a great guy and honestly only deserved the best! Why would he even think that? There seemed to be a lot that the boy wasn’t telling Dean. It suddenly became his personal mission to discover what it was he was hiding.

Dean couldn’t move for the longest time. He was glued to the top of the stairs. He could still feel Cas’ forehead against his, could still feel his hand clutching his. He didn’t know what to do, there were so many questions running through his head and he was confused.

What he felt for Cas…well it was different than what he’d felt with others. His friends were friends and he had never really felt a connection with any of the girls at his school. He just figured it was because none of them were interesting to him. They were definitely attractive, no doubt there! They were just… All the same and boring!

Then there was Cas, the boy with the dark hair and soulful blue eyes. Those eyes that always looked ready to burst into tears. Those eyes that looked at you with a wondering expression that made him quiver.  They were so blue he thought he would drown in them. The boy was smaller than Dean, by a lot really but it only made him want to protect him more. He cowered around the people at school and didn’t stand out, but Dean could always find him in a crowd.

What he couldn’t understand though was why Cas was so…distant. He could tell that Cas had feelings for him as well. What he’d just said to him proved that, but there was something holding him back. Dean couldn’t even think about what it was though.

Shaking himself out of his trance, he turned around and escaped back into his room. He sat on the edge of his bed where he and Cas had just been. The space beside him still smelt like him. Dean put is face in his hands and shook his head. No, this was not true. He did not have those kinds of feelings for Cas. If he ignored them and focused on just being friends’ maybe he could convince himself of that.

He felt his shoulders shaking and tried to calm down. He needed to stop this.

“Dean? Dean are you still up there?” Sam called from the bottom the stairs. Dean looked up but didn’t know whether to go downstairs or not.

Finally he called back “Yeah, did you want some dinner?”

“No. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Castiel ran out of here pretty fast. He looked… well upset.” Sam called back.

Dean felt his chest tighten. He’d made the boy upset, how could he do that? Ugh he was an awful person! Cas deserved better than that! He was a good kid and Dean definitely made him feel uncomfortable. What kind of a human being was he? Knowing Sammy was waiting for an answer he said “It was nothing, he was just worried about his dad getting pissed.”

“Oh, I see.” And then he was gone, probably back to work or whatever it was he was doing down there.

He sat up there for a few more minutes. Wondering if he should go down and get dinner started. No, he didn’t feel in the mood to cook today. He would let his mom or dad do it when they got home. Sam said he wasn’t hungry. Hopefully that wouldn’t change in the next hour or so.