Something Old

Please Don't Hurt Me

Trigger Warning: Homophobic language

Cas sat down in his fifth period class, anxious to see Dean.

The green eyed boy walked into the classroom and took his seat next to Cas.

"Hey man, are you okay?" He asked, concern in his voice.

"I'm fine, just some family troubles. Sorry for running off on you like that." Dean nodded and turned to the front of the room, though Cas could see he still had questions.

It was hard not to stare at Dean Winchester. He was gorgeous, no matter what gender you are.

His face was dusted with freckles and Cas wanted to count every single one. His green eyes held flecks of gold among a sea of emerald, reminding Cas of the Wizard Of Oz for some reason.

His lips were kissable, and when he smiled Cas felt obligated to smile back. His sandy brown hair was just begging for a hand to run through it. Dean Winchester was perfect, but it wasn't just his looks.

He was so kind and brave. He was popular for a reason. No one dared to defy him. He was charming, making girls swoon left and right. Cas should have chosen someone to fall in love with that didn't already have a hoard of girls who would give their right hand to date him.

Cas felt fluttering in his stomach, it could have been because his crush of three years was sitting next to him, but something in Cas's mind told him he shouldn't have that happiness.

You don't deserve Dean. He shouldn't be worrying about something as useless as you. You are a waste of space.

His brain would say these things, put him down. It would try to destroy itself with thoughts.

He knew people loved him, he just didn't understand why. Just as soon as he felt happy the feelings of worthlessness would set in.

He felt like crying.

The lunch bell rang and he exited the classroom, heading straight to the cafeteria.

The lunch lines were always horrible, but today he walked through it like a zombie. Not fully conscious of where he was going or what he was doing.

Eventually he made it to his table, his friends laughing and joking with each other. Cas took his usual seat next to Charlie and smiled when he realized he could see Dean behind Kevin.

His smile however, dropped when he saw Dean flirting with one of the cheerleaders.

That's okay. I knew I would never be with him anyway, he's obviously straight as they come.

Charlie noticed his expression and put a hand on his shoulder.

"You okay?" He nodded.

"Yeah. Yeah I'm fine." She followed his gaze and saw Dean right as the cheerleader gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"I feel a little sick. I'm gonna go call my mom to see if she can get me." He said. Charlie nodded and watched him stand up.

"Hope you get better okay?" He nodded and let a fake smile tug at his lips.

He waited at the front office and looked at his phone when it buzzed.

Received 12:16 PM

I can't get you but I sent Naomi over, she's going to pick you up. Hope you feel better <3

Naomi was coming to pick him up, that could be a problem. He just hoped Alistair and his gang weren't looking for some fun today.

He walked to the front of the school and looked for his cousin's black car.

Naomi was over 18, and she could move out, but she decided to stay to look after her younger siblings. She was always making sure they got to school and went to church on Sundays. She kind of took over the role of her mother.

The little black car pulled up and she got out of the car.

"Castiel! Are you ready to go?" He stood up from his bench and began to walk towards her as a voice called out behind him.

"Hey fag!" He winced at the word and began walking faster towards the car.

"I said, hey fag!" He reached the car and got in, his cousin staring at him.

"Let's just go."

There was ten minutes of tense silence until Naomi spoke.

"Are you a homosexual Castiel?" It was blunt, spoken with no emotion whatsoever. She kept her eyes trained on the road, not even looking at Cas.

"Yes." He almost whispered, afraid of what she would say next. Outed by bully, that's got to be on the top ten list of the worst ways to be outed to your homophobic cousin.

"You are not my family." Her words were short, but they cut deep. Castiel only nodded and swallowed the lump in his throat, fighting back tears.

When they made it back to the house, Naomi didn't even look at him. She marched inside with Cas trailing slowly after her.

The rest of his cousins sat on the couch talking to Anna, who must've come from the city to visit.

"Pack your things, we're leaving." Naomi spoke to her siblings. They all looked confused.

"Why?" Anna asked. Naomi sneered at her.

"Because your brother is disgusting and a disgrace to humankind. He deserves to burn." Anna glared at her and stood up.

"How dare you say such a thing about your own family."

"He is not my family." Cas felt the tears in his eyes but held them back.

"You are the one who is going to burn, Naomi. You have no right to attack him like this." Anna said, he voice raising.

"What is this all about?" Michael asked. Naomi turned to him and yelled.

"Castiel is a faggot!" They all stared at her, then looked to Cas.

"Well well well, I always knew you were a disgrace." Lucifer spoke up, waltzing into Cas' personal space. He grabbed his shirt and threw him against the wall.

"No!" Anna yelled, trying to get to her brother but Michael held her back.

"He deserves this." He said. Lucifer hit Cas in the stomach.

"Let this be a lesson to you." He punched Cas in his jaw then stood up.

"You are disgusting! I hope you rot in hell!" He screamed at him, then walked out the door with his siblings.

Anna was at his side in an instant, crying and looking at Cas' wounds.

"Cassie! Are you okay? Oh my god." Cas pushed her away and attempted to stand up. She immediately tried to help him but he waved her off.

"I'm fine, I've had worse." She pulled him into a hug.

"I can't believe they did that." He hugged her back and stroked her red hair.

"It's okay, I'm okay."

It's the perfect day for writing angst. It's rainy outside and I feel dead inside.

Happy Halloween.