Sight is a Gift [Destiel Highschool AU]

Chapter 10

Dean seriously couldn't remember what happened. He called Cas 16 times, but got no answer. Sammy was angry at him also, and kept slamming doors in his face and scowling. Dean had had enough of it after only 10 minutes.

"What's your problem Sammy?" Dean almost screamed at him. "Cas won't talk to me! Nobody will tell me what happened. I don't remember last night! You're mad at me too. What did I do to you?"

"You're serious?" Sam asked, clenching his jaw.

"Yes Sammy!"

"It's Sam. And I lost so much respect for you last night. You're so horrible, Dean. What a drunk person says is only what they think when sober. And I wasn't to fond of what you told Cas."

Dean furrowed his eybrows in confusion. "No, I only know we won the game. Everything before and after that is fuzzy. And I've felt like crap since I've woken up.. What happened with me and Cas?"

"A couple things. First you haven't spent any time with the poor kid! Then you got hurt playing and he was worried about you. You just pushed him away and told him to get out. But then you were insensitive. Different stadium, he didn't know his way around the locker rooms. He was lost and you wouldn't help. When we found him on his way out he was crying!" Sam paused to collect himself and take a deep breath.

"Can't I say sorry?"

Sam ignored him. "Well before that, you promised him you'd spend more time with him. He asked if you were still on for the night or if you wanted to just go rest... And guess what you said? You said you were going to go hang out with the guys... That that ended in you becoming drunk off your ass and calling me so you could see Cas. So I took him to the bar where you and your fake ID were... And you kissed him and slurred out an I love you and you hadn't done that in apparently weeks! He got really upset and tried to talk to you, but it backfired in his face. You told him that football was important, and you suggested it was more important than him. Dean, you crushed him last night. If I was you, I wouldn't expect him to answer..."

Dean held his face in his hands. "That's not how I feel."

Sam repeated himself. "What a drunk person says is only what they think when sober."

"I'm so goddamned stupid!" Dean cursed to himself. "But that's not how I feel!"

"Fix it then!" Sam yelled at him.

Dean grit his teeth. He didn't like when Sammy yelled or got mad at him. It always made him irritated. But he had to keep himself together. He wanted to hit something so bad. Mostly Cas. Wanted to hit him for not understanding... But really... He wasn't mad at Cas. He was really mad at himself. He called again, yet got no answer.

Castiel and Anna were in the living room. She was watching TV and he was just listening. He could hear the ringing of his phone from upstairs in his room, but he didn't go get it. He figured, only 7 people called him, and 4 of them were in the same house as him. Meaning it was either Dean or Mary or Sam... But he did go up where and pick it up. He was reluctant through, when he realized that it was Dean.

As soon as he picked up, Dean started spitting words at at him. "Cas, Cas! Look! I'm so sorry about everything that happened. I wasn't myself at all. I dont know what happened!"

"You know what, I dont even care! I feel like I dont even know you anymore. You're so different. I think of you different after last night. I just hate you! But I love you Dean, I love you. But I hate you! So much! I just want to scream and hit you and not care. This has been going on for so long, but you stepped way over the line!"

"Cas, I'm sorry. I'm deeply sorry. You know I love you. You mean so much to me. I need you. I really need you, Cas. I only acted out because I was stressed. I've realized I was wrong, very wrong... Sammy told me everything that happened. You're the most important thing in the existence of the world. In my eyes anyway..."