Through the Month (Destiel,Sabriel,Michifer and Adamandriel Camp AU)

Something new.|25

{Warning}
Mentions of Pass Abusive Relationship, if you don't want to read anything like that please skip this chapter.

Dean's P.O.V.
Mid-day Wensday
"Cas do you think that people can fall in love with someone in a week or so time?" I ask.

"I-i...why?" Cas asks back.

Because I think I'm in love with you.

"I don't- just a question." I reply.

"I think maybe if you really care about that person and have spent almost the whole week with them, it could happen." He says.

I nod as he continues to draw, I didn't want arts and crafts but he did so.

"Dean are you sure there isn't a reason because that question seemed way off topic for you." Cas asks.

Is he trying to make you tell him you like him?

Or is he clueless?

"Uh...I think Sam might really like Gabriel." I say, quickly.

"O-oh." He breathes in and starts to draw again.

"Yeah they seem like they could like each other." Cas announces.

To late to admit your feelings now.

"What do you wanna do after lunch, like activity wise." Cas asks.

Is kissing you an activity?

"Oh I don't know.." I say.

"Okay, let's go canoeing!" He shouts excitedly.

"Okay." I smile and he flutters his eyes and goes back to his drawing.

God his hair is so beautiful, don't get me talking about his eyes.

Also he always seems to be there when I need him, or Sammy for that matter.

He helped Sammy, I could even find Sam.

I feel life would be better with you Cas but I won't risk out friendship on love.

"Wanna hang out after camp?" I ask.

"Yeah obviously, also I know one of our brothers will be getting together so it's also like we have an excuse." Cas lauphs and leans his body on mine as he continues to lauph.
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Lucifer's P.O.V.
Wensday Early Afternoon
Micheal and I decided to just do the easiest thing today and watch ate and crafts because of Micheal's Hangover.

"Micheal, who's Issac?" I ask.

"I-Issac!" He says shocked.

"He's a person I used to know....who told you about him?" Micheal asks.

I give him a second to think about it.

"Oh, did I mention him while I was drunk?" Michael asks.

"Uh...you kept calling me Issac and you were uh...kissing me and I told you to stop and you told me that if you did I would hit you." I stop at that sentence.

He started to cry at some time while I was talking.

I pull him into a hug and he starts to cry into my jacket.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to-" I start to say.

"No, I need to talk about this. I want to..it's just not easy." He admits.

"Adam already told me he was uh...you know.." I say.

"Mm." He looks down and takes a deep breathe.

"Issac started out being an all sound nice guy, yeah he had flaws but everyone does so I wasn't gonna judge...I should have but I didn't."
This time I feel he sit closer to me, almost leaning on me.

"Issac wasn't a good person but I was addicted to him. I know people always say 'oh you like my drug baby.' But for me Issac actually was a drug and he wasn't at all good. He would make me...have sex with him a-and if i-i didn't he would..."

Micheal stops and starts to cry, also pulling his shirt up to cover his face.

"He would h-hit me..until I bleed until I learned my lesson. I believed it was my fault, I was the reason...me not wanting to have sex with him was my fault..it was my fault I had but not how I thought it was." He grabbed his coat that was around his waist and put it to rest of his shoulders.

"He made me feel that if I didn't do it with him, I didn't care about him. I did and I just I couldn't let go. I couldn't leave him not like his mom and dad and I thought he needed me." I felt chills down me back.

"Then Sam found out, About Issac he was excited, Mikey had a boyfriend that he could meet and become friends with. Sam told the whole family at dinner. They didn't really care I was gay they brushed the subject off quite quick. Then Dean found out about him....abusing me. Dean told Dad and Dad told me not to talk to him, listen to him talk and not to look at him."

Micheal now is pretty much face stained with tears but that hasn't stop him from telling me and his hiccups are fading but there still there.

"I blamed them, I yelled at Dean countless times telling him that it was his fault that I didn't get to see Issac that I didn't get to see the person I thought needed me. Dean could take it, he did for a long time...then he snapped. He got angery he told me he was in the right, which now I know he was, he told me Issac wasn't good for me." Micheal was now crying his eyes out and was rocking back and forth.

"I soon understood Dean and my Dad were right but I still went to see Issac I still snuck out and saw him. Because they didn't know what Issac, Issac was still decent in my mind but one night Issac...he was drunk like usual and he-he got mad and came to my house and tried to kill...he tried to kill Adam." Micheal wasn't even looking at anything.

"I couldn't forgive that, not for what he try to do to Adam so I completely got him rid of my life. It was hard, but when he left I realised how messed up the things he did were. Dad offered to bring him to court but we didn't, I didn't want to..I didn't want to sit there and have to see that...that thing so we didn't, we moved across the country and I hope to God I never see that fuck head again." He still was crying but also he had anger and rage in his blue eyes he looked at me and started to wipe his eyes.

"Do I remind you of him?" I ask.

"Yeah you act a lot like him before he started to get drunk all night before he forced me to have sex with him. I don't want what happened with him to effect what happens with you so.." He says and he looks away.

"I know I shouldn't be scared you may do that but I am." He admits.

I feel tears begin to form in my eyes.

"It's okay, I wont do what he did. If you let me I want to show you that I won't be like him." He looks at me and breathes in.

"And I'll let you but, I need for you to promise that you won't sleep around anymore, that you won't be popular at your school for sleeping with everyone." Micheal says.

"I promise." I say and grab his to pull him in to a hug.

Instead he kisses me and I kiss back.

It felt so good, better than any kiss ever. I felt like he genuinely cared.

I cared about him, and he cared about me.