Oh my Sweet Angel.

Chapter 3

Deans pov

I woke up with a swollen hand and Sam hugging me tight. my head hurt so bad. god why... I went to get up to piss. "Dean." he said sternly. "Sam I have to piss." my voice was raspy. I haven't used my voice as much as I did just last night. the fuck was I thinking?

He nodded. and laid back down.

Summer went by I said barely anything. I hunted everything I could get my hands on. school was starting soon. worse time of the year. I lay in my bed. all day. 3 days left. I'll just lay here till my life is over. everyone's tried to get me up but I won't. I just wont.

"Dean!!! I got your favorite!!! apple pie." sam calls to me. nope not hungry. he walks close to the bed. I have the covers over my head and I'm just laying not like I can sleep anyway. he pulls the blanket down. "dean! come on! you have to eat!" he yells I wince. "Dean." he's exasperated. I look at him. I'm face down in the pillow. "not hungry" I mumble. he sighs.

3 days later

Ugh. Jo's pulling my arm around the school. everyone's looking at me. I hate it already. I won't say anything. Jo in traduced me to my teachers before school even starts. she tells them that I don't like to talk and not to call on me. thank the heavens for that.

"Home room will start soon were in the same one so that's cool. come on." she pulls me. Sam was taken by Ellen who is an English teacher here. I sit in the back of the room and doodle on the desk. "so?! what do you think?!" why the Fuck is she so happy. I look at her dead in the eyes. Her smile fades fast. good. "Dean you have to make the best of it...please... It's not that bad is it?" I nod once. She groans. then the bell rings. I put my head down.

"Excuse me, um you seem to be sitting in my desk. if I'm not mistaken." a voice low and gruff says right besides me. I look up and see the most beautiful blue eyes I could ever imagine. wow blown away.

I stand and show my hand to the desk.

"Thank you.... um I'm Castiel Novack. You are?" he asks. I can't find my words again. um. Jo comes over. "I'm hey! I'm Jo this is my cousin Dean! he's new he doesn't say much... but when he does it astounds us all." she said to Castiel. I give her a look then roll my eyes. over dramatic! "oh hello. as I said before I'm Castiel. it's nice to meet both of you." then he sits in his chair. I sit behind him. he's wearing a trench coat. my stomach is in knots. why? I just don't have the answer to that.

During the day I found I had art, math, English, and history with Castiel. He is just beautiful. I can't stop looking at him. His big ocean blue eyes, dark sex hair, tan trench coat, and a fricken blue tie! it's school why be so formal! but I just want to talk to him and that's never happened before. I want to hear him talk to me.

2 months in school go by.

It's hell straight up hell! the only good thing is I get to look at that damn kid. Maybe I'll just talk to him. Even thinking about trying to talk to him gets my stomach in knots and hands sweaty. I've only dated one girl before, Lisa. she was really nice. we tried to have sex but she backed out then we moved the next day. she rejected me and that will never happen again.

I was in art 2nd hour. I loved art. was I good at it no but who the fuck cares!

"Um hello Dean" I heard Castiel say behind me. I turned to look up at him. and nodded.

"How are you doing?" he asked.

I looked at him. seriously!?

I opened my mouth. "I'm..." I trailed off. honestly I'm shit. I feel like crap haven't ate in four days and I can't seem to keep anything down. I haven't sleep in 3 days. I knew I looked like shit but really this is the day he decides to talk to me!? really?!