Chapter Eight

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12 Days Later... 2 Days Before The Dance...

Cas.

Things with me and Xavier have been amazing, and I couldn't be happier when he asked me to go to the dance with him. I really do love him, I wish I wasn't lying to him. Right now we were just walking into the Cafeteria
Me and Gabe sat at the table we usually sit at, Charlie and Jo were already there talking about how awesome the party is gonna be. Gabe still never told Zach the secret yet, he said he tell him today though since it was two days until the dance. So I finally convinced him, and is gonna tell them now.
"Cas, do you think Zach will like me back?" Gabe said.
"I really think so Gabe, he broke up with Jessica and he seems to like you too Gabe." I said.
I've never seen Gabe nervous. I really hope Zach likes him back. Just then Zach and Xavier walked over and sat down, Gabe suddenly got really tense and backed closer to me.
"So what's the big secret Gabe?" Zach asked with a smile.
"I...um...I"
Gabe stared at me for assistance, so I spoke up and said
"Zach and Xavier you guys come over my house today after school, and we'll tell you then. Okay?"
"Sure that sounds okay." Zach said.
Gabe let out a breath of relief, and everyone went back to talking.
"Yo, there's a new guy." Jo said.
I turned around and saw this 'new guy' Jo was talking about. He was tall, tanned light skin, and casual blue jeans and a blue t shirt, he looked around for a place to sit and looked over at our table.
"Hottie is coming our way!" Jo said.
I don't know why she's flirting, she has a boyfriend.
"I feel bad for him..." Charlie said.
"Why?" I asked.
"His brother died a week ago, I knew him and his brother, I guess he couldn't stand going to the same school where his brother went." Charlie said.
"Is his brother Dylan?" Xavier asked.
"Yeah how do you know?" Charlie asked.
"Um..."

Dean.
Holy hell. It just had to be him. He might not know what I look like now, I hope. He was living with his aunt while Dylan lived with his Mom and Dad. Dylan's Mom and Dad lost custody of Brandon because he missed too much school. So they could only keep Dylan and Brandon would go to foster care or live with his aunt. He always came to visit so when me and Dylan were friends, he saw me too. But I looked a lot different in Middle School, and the only reason Dylan figured out I was the killer because he knew how messed up I was. Brandon just thinks I'm actually Xavier, a normal teenager.
"So how do you know Dylan?" Charlie asked again.
"I used to be his friend in Middle school, and I heard he was... Murdered a week ago." I said sweat forming on my forehead.
H

e started to walk over and he took a quick glace at me, which made me very nervous.
"Do you guys mind if I sit here." He asked.

That's Brandon☝☝☝"Sure, that would be awesome

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That's Brandon☝☝☝
"Sure, that would be awesome." Jo said.
He sat down and took a look at all of us.
"What's your names?" Brandon asked.
"I'm Gabe, this is Jo, Cassie, Zach, you already know Charlie, and that's Xavier." Gabe said.
"Actually I'm Castiel, Gabe just calls me Cassie even though I hate that nickname." Cas said.
I smiled remembering when I first came here, this same introduction is what they said to me and Sam.
"Well it's nice to meet all of you, Charlie it's nice to see you again." Brandon said.
"You too Brandon, I'm so sorry for your loss." Charlie said.
His face dropped just mentioning Dylan, I felt really bad.
"Thank you Charlie.." He said.
"Well we are having this dance soon, would you want to come with me?" Charlie asked.
"Oh.. well my Aunt might not let me go.. due to everything that's been going on. But I'll see." Brandon said.
"Okay" Charlie said with a smile.
Just then the bell rung which signaled us to go to class. Jo sighed stood up sluggish.
"I hate school." She said.
As I was going to my locker, Sam showed up behind me, and by the look of his face I was in for a lecture.
"Xavier, what's wrong?" He questioned.
"Nothing Zach." I said.
It's so weird saying our fake names to each other.
"Just tell me, I know when you're nervous." Sam said.
I walked closer and whispered.
"I killed Dylan." I said.
"See Dean I knew it." Sam said whispering.
"Sam we talked about not killing today, I killed him more than a week ago. I was upset and my head was spinning, and he was a douche." I whispered.
"Dean, it was fun to kill, but I don't want to go to jail all my life, and now that guy is devastated because you killed his brother." Sam whispered.
"We killed tons of people, why is this one so important to you?"
"Because maybe I'd lose my mind if someone killed you!" He yelled and shoulder bumped me while walking away.
Now I feel ten times worse... I couldn't help what I did, when Cas asked me out, I panicked, and I killed Dylan to get it off my chest. I need to find Cas, he usually helps me feel better. I went to the next class, which I assumed Cas in too but I didn't see him. I sat down and Charlie was beside me so I asked her.
"Do you know where Cas is?" I asked.
"He skipped school and took Brandon back to his house. The poor thing had a breakdown in the hall." Charlie said.
"Jeez I hope he's okay." I said.
"Me too."
Charlie seems to really worry about this guy, let's just hope Cas comforting words can help him. But why would Cas take him home with him?

Cas.
I was walking down the hall with Charlie, Jo, Gabe, and the new guy Brandon. Zach ran off to go find Xavier. Brandon kept taking glances at me, I could see it in the corner of my eye. Xavier is my boyfriend, I'm not just gonna let this guy stare at me. He's cute and all but... I have a boyfriend.
"Hey Brandon." I said.
"Yes."
"I have a boyfriend you know." I said.
I'm such a jerk, why did I say that?
"Um.. okay. I'm not even gay..." Brandon said.
His face went back to that very depressed look, like I ruined his entire day. I signaled for Gabe and the others to give me and him some space, they automatically understood and walked their separate ways.
"I'm sorry." I said.
"For what?" He asked.
"I was being a dick, I should have been appreciative that you were looking at me." I said.
"No, it's okay, someone as handsome as you I already knew you had a boyfriend or girlfriend." Brandon said.
I slightly blushed at his complement.
"I just couldn't help but staring at you, I sense you are special I can't explain it." Brandon said.
"Do you usually do this to strangers?" I asked.
"Just the interesting ones" Brandon said with a smile.
"Well I hope we can be friends." I said.
I stuck out my hand and he shook my hand lightly.
"Listen Brandon, if you ever want to talk about Dylan, I'm-"
"Please don't." He said.
"Okay I'm sorry. But Brandon keeping things locked up-"
"You just shut the hell up okay! You don't... Know... Anything!" He said out of breath.
He fell down on the floor and started muttering all these random words, shaking and gripping tight on his chest.
"What's wrong? Brandon tell me!"
"I'm... Panic attack." He said.
I sat down so I could reach him, and instead of gripping his chest he grabbed my arm.
"What can I do?" I asked scared out of mind.
"Talk.. just talk to me." He said.
So I talked to him, about how much I wanted a cat, how my brother is such a amazing person but he's super annoying, and how he was fine and he was gonna get through this. For about five minutes I did this, but it felt like forever. I was just so worried about him, I felt like it was my fault for asking him about Dylan. He seemed to have claimed down and slowly realised my arm.
"Castiel, could you take me out of here."
"What?" I asked hoping I heard the wrong thing.
"I don't wanna be here right now, and I have a car but I can't drive I'm still a little shaky." Brandon said.
"... Okay." I said.
My Mom is gonna kill me...

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