Cas had to admit, he was excited when he saw that @apple_pie_life67 had responded. Gabe had told him to see if he could get the guy to agree to an interview. He really hoped this man would be agreeable to it. Taking a momentary break from that day's blog posting, he tapped out a direct message.
Hello. I know you weren't able to message me directly, so here I am messaging you. If you wouldn't mind, can you email me @ truecas@gmail.com? I think we could both use a friend that understands. My brother tries, but he doesn't get the humiliation. It's not just that Gadreel left me, it's how he did it, and what he has chosen to do since that has hurt me the most. I know it can't be easy for you either. If you don't want to talk, I'll understand, but know that the invitation is there.
Sincerely,
Cas
He clicked send before he could second guess himself and went back to write the second half of the blog posting for that day. With it finally done, he did a quick spell check and posted it. His stomach rumbled, so he headed to the kitchen to make himself a sandwich. When he returned he saw the blue notification light on his phone screen. That was nothing new. No doubt his Facebook page and Twitter were blowing up. They always did after a new blog post. He sat down and opened his Facebook first. Standard fan responses commenting on how much they loved his new post. That always pleased him. His friend Meg was one of the 3 admins for his fan page on there and she was already responding to people, thanking them for watching. Thanks to his friends and family, all of his fan inclusive social media accounts were successful, and his fan base continued to grow almost daily. Satisfied that Meg had Facebook under control, he moved over to Twitter. There were a few trolls tagging him to mean tweets but he ignored them in favor of the single DM in his inbox.
I am sending you that email now.
Cas exited Twitter, leaving it up to Gabe to handle any further tweets for the day, and opened up his emails. There were hundreds of new ones and he spent the better part of a half hour scanning through them until he found one that stood out. From a . He opened that one, smiling as he read it.
Hey,
Cas,
So your name really is Cas? Your blog just says truecas, and your twitter. And so does your FB. I only checked to see if you had your name anywhere, but then you signed your message Cas. Well, Cas, my name is Dean. Do you want to hear something incredibly ironic in the most painful of ways? My ex, Michael? I got him into reading your blog and following you on Twitter. I am not sure how he met your ex, or when exactly. All I do know is that about 6 months before he left me, he started acting really weird, spending more time at work, going out on weekends, and just pushing me away. That was around October. We spent his birthday together and everything was good. That was September 22nd. By Halloween he was acting weird. He walked out on me at the beginning of April. I'm sorry this happened to you. I know I might sound selfish, but I'm sorry this happened to me too. I didn't expect my life to go in this direction, but the more I think about it the more I'm sure that this happened for a reason. I'd gotten to be dependent on him and complacent in our relationship. With him gone I've had to learn how to be happy by myself. Am I a bucket full of rainbows? Hell no. But I'm much better than I was after we split, and I'm slowly healing. I've even been on a few dates.
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