Crazy Stupid Love//Destiel//Sabriel

Chapter Nine: Hopeful Eyes

Gabriel's POV

Is that? Yes it is. Oh shit! I hope they don't recognize me, please don't recognize me. Oh shit, they're coming over what do I do? What do I do? Act natural, I look down and stare at my new black Converse, they're completely black which make them pretty much universal as well as my favorite pair of shoes, in general.
"Hello Sam." Micheal says ruffling the giants hair, my giant, he shouldn't be touching him. "G-Gabriel is that you?"
"That's definitely him. What are you doing here?" My older brother asks, he's clearly a little upset with me, "More importantly why aren't you at school?" I haven't really seen my older brother in months, since collage started. Maybe three hours a week, I used to see him all the time and now I never see him at all; it made me rather uncomfertable, he always made me feel safe.
"Oh, uh Sam's older brother asked me to take him. I couldn't tell him no." I say with a slight attitude. "I don't think it concerns you. Especially since you promised me you wouldn't see him, especially after what he did. He ruined everything, we were going to finally be happy." I narrow my eyes at the two of them. Are they holding hands, Balthazar what the actual fuck are you doing? Why him of all people, why did it have to be Micheal? I would even have preferred Lucifer over him, although in general, he isn't much better.
"Well, he's not the same Gabriel! It's not how it seems." Balth hissed at me, his voice was breathy like he was forcing put the words. He was clearly exasperated and it was at me, I'm sorry but I take promises very seriously.
"He still did what he did!"
"So what, you see mom?" He narrowed his eyes.
"That's not the fucking same Balthazar! You were there you know what happened, what he did!" I shove him away from me, it works for a moment, he almost fell on his ass before he regained his balance; I swear he's a fucking cat.
"Yeah, you weren't there so you don't actually know. He was so eaten up by guilt that he tried to kill himself, I'm the one who found him. He was a fucking shell before I started seeing him. He was worse off then anyone else. He did nothing to me, you idiot." That was a lie. He pushed me back roughly, I wasn't as lucky because if my Moose hadn't caught me I would've definately fallen on my ass, its been said, many times that I'm less then graceful. "Gabriel, for once you don't know fucking shit!" He glared at me, "So, stop fucking acting like you do." He glared at me.
"I do know stuff Balthazar! Stop treating me like a fucking kid." I shove him roughly, again. "I just want you to be safe and happy. I just worry about you."
"Well don't. I don't need you too. I can take care of myself, I always could. I never actually needed you!" He was serious, and annoyed. All I ever was someone he felt responsibly for. I can feel myself start to cry, but I choked back my tears because in the grand scheme of things, I actually didn't matter.
"I never fucking needed you either! I fucking hate you!" I slap Balthazar across the face, hard; you could probably hear the smack across the room. I turn completely around so I can no longer see my big brother and angrily stomp off into some unknown corner of the funeral home, I could barely see where I was going from all the tears that were falling down my face ended up rendering my eyesight pretty much, if not completely, useless.
I check the time 1:35 p.m. I can tell Balth didn't go after me, I didn't hear his soft, familiar footsteps. I didn't hear any, because I had been super focused on getting to where ever I was going and I was sobbing uncontrollably, which made me have to focus even harder, I didn't need to fall. I look up and surprisingly see a set of concerned hazel eyes, he's inches away from my face close enough I get a direct view of his pretty face.
"Gabriel, you okay?" He asks softly.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I sniffle.
He gently used his thumb to wipe away my tears. "Who were they to you?"
"Brother and adopted brother, Balthazar and Micheal." I frown, his name is like venom in my mouth.
"Do you want to leave?"
I nod. "But this is important to you."
"Nah, I did all I really wanted to. Besides you're hurt and we need to get you happy. Wanna go get some ice cream, shorty?"
I mentally cringe at the nickname, "I thought you didn't have money."
"I don't. That's why you have to leave with me."
"But this corner is nice."
"Mind if I join you, then?"
Jokingly I say, "Not in my corner." I smile and chuckle.
"Fine, I could just leave." He turns to leave me and I instinctually reach out and grab his hand in my tight death grip, the sudden motion caused poor Sammy to whip his head to look at me again he's a little more then surprised he's down right shocked, my hand turns white around his wrist. My eyes must look sad cause he looks concerned again.
I whisper, "Don't leave me, please." My voice is a whiny sound and borders on begging. I didn't leave him when he needed someone so I hope he doesn't leave me when I really need someone. I don't like feeling so helpless I need someone else's touch or wods to comport mex besides I've never really needed someone other then Balthazar before, but Balthazar doesn't need me. Balthazar never needed me I was, and I guess I still am a whiny, selfish, clingy, bratty, and needy little kid who always needed his older brother to protect him and fight all of his battles because he was too weak. But here I am needing my older brother because of the words he said. I was so co-dependent on Balthazar my entire life, it probably wasn't healthy but he was the only real family I had until I was about fourteen, and look how that fucking turned out... I guess I don't deserve to be happy. Everything always blows up in my face so why bother to be happy, it'll just end badly. I destroy everything I touch, so I should stop trying.
"I won't leave you." He sits beside me and leans into me. I gently lay my head on his shoulder hoping he doesn't mind.
"S-Sammy. I-I'm s-sorry."
"What're you sorry for?"
"Cr-crying, I-I have n-no ri-right. S-sorry."
"Balthazar, had no right to say that."
"He was the o-only f-fam-amily I h-had f-for years, and he s-said th-that and I... I... I... I guess I-I l-l-l-lost it." I hide my face in Sam's neck. I gasp for breath inbetween each word.
"Shhh, shhh Gabe it's okay. Quiet down, it's okay." He rubs circles on my back, he was gentle and kind, he's rather loving. He whispered in my ear holding me close as I cried soaking his shirt with my tears but he didn't seem to mind.

Soon I managed to calm down enough to move from my spot on the floor.
"You ready kiddo?" I ask quietly my voice raw and emotional.
"Please don't call me kiddo. From where I'm standing we're equals." Sam says clearly with a smirk.
"Fine moose. Let's go get some ice cream." I smile fondly at him, he's my moose.
I go out to the car and he follows quickly behind me. I drive to an ice cream shop and we promptly get out. I get a Chocolate Reeses flurry with whipped cream and candy crush on top (nuts and sprinkles aka) and Sammy gets diet coke float with low-fat ice cream.
"Seriously dudehow don't you have diabetes? All you ever eat is candy."
"I don't know."
"Heh, I'm glad you're healthy. I don't need to worry as much." He smiles it's a cheeky little grin as he gently pokes my cheek and I can feel my cheeks get a bright shade of red.
"You shouldn't worry bout me I'm not a big deal."
"Yes you are, Gabe." I shake my head in disbelief.
"N-no I'm not."