A Good Kind Of Different

Chapter 21

Everything slowly turned bright and I woke up after what seemed (and probably was) ages. I was greeted by lots of people. My co-workers and old classmates, like my dream had depicted. Suddenly the mysterious man- the man from my dreams ran into the room.

"Dean!!"

He ran over to me and hugged me. The man hugged me. I couldn't believe it!

"Dean!!" He yelled again. "I was so worried!! I love you! So much! Just so damn much!"

Then that faggot broke the line... HE KISSED ME! I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHO HE WAS. I pushed him away and wiped my lips with disgust

"Who... The HELL arre you?!"

"Dean... Dean... it's me... Cas.You were in a coma and-"

I put my hand up stopping him right there.

"Okay, listen. I don't know who the hell you are, or what the hell kind of sick thing you are trying to pull on me, but I am not a fool. And I'm not a faggot, so whoever you are just leave. I need to go home to my brother." 

That faggot left, good riddence. What a jerk, trying to fool me. And apparently Sammy was in on it to because when I got home he kept trying to convince me I was gay! I think I know my own orientation, Sammy! I told that gay guy to leave and he did. Good... Now it was time to find that girl in my dreams, now that I had taken care of that mysterious creep.