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Prologue

~Castiel's P.O.V~

October 15th, 1979

I sit in my bedroom, on my bed remembering why I didn't want to be here. I didn't even bother turning off the radio while it played "Can't Help Falling In love" by Elvis Presley. I held the gun to my head knowing that all of my pain will be over soon. I call the police and tell them there's been a suicide. And with one click I see black.

Kansas News

"On October 15th a 22 year old man named Castiel James Novak kills himself. And was found in his home with a gun in his hand by his neighbor, Anna Julie Milton. Who claims she heard a loud bang next door and went to go check on Castiel. The man's family is grieving over his death and say "He is with the angels now." We pray for the Novak family to take care. His family is also selling his home which is on Jensen Street, 97th Avenue. The house will be sold for only $1000 due to the damages in the house and how small it is. Good Morning citizens and have a good one."

~Gabriel's P.O.V~

I sat at the family dinner table reading the morning news. I don't know if I should be sad or angry.

I decided that I'm both and look up at my mother and father. "Why are you selling his home?" I asked them my mother looks back at me and says "Gabriel. You need to get over his death. We decided to sell it to move on." I scoff and say "He died two weeks ago! How could you be so calm!?" "He was a homosexual! We do not allow such a disgrace in this home!" My mother yells "He was your own son, you evil bitch!" I yell and everyone goes silent. "Go to your room and don't come out until you've decided to be a better son!"

My mother yells, sits back down and continues to eat. I mumble under my breath and go to my room. I sit on my bed with my arms around my knees and cry. 

"Why him?" I ask myself he was such a good man even if he was different I still loved him. He was my big brother who looked out for me and comforted me when I was upset. He was the only good thing about living in this hell hole I call a home. 

My mother was a evil bitch while my father was constantly gone at work. And my siblings Hester, Bartholomew and Micheal were assholes who always followed mother's orders. She forced us to be the perfect family. The family that went to church everyday, the family that had the perfect home and the perfect parents with the perfect kids.

 Too bad Castiel wanted to be his own person. Castiel and me planned on leaving Kansas and going to New York but mother caught him with another man. I think his name was Aaron or something like that. But who says I couldn't just go to New York on my own? 

I packed my bag that had extra clothes, canned food, some sweets and a picture of me and Castiel. I remember that day we took that picture. We were at the park because mother and father were arguing again. He told me that no matter what mother says that I could do anything. After packing my stuff I climbed out of my window and made my way to New York.

Kansas News

"A week after Castiel James Novak's death his fourteen year old brother, Gabriel Richard Novak goes missing. There were missing clothes and food. After an investigation the sheriff had concluded he ran away. Mrs Novak, Naomi claims that her son ran away and they have no clue where he could be. The Novak family has been suffering at the loss of their two sons. Will they still be the perfect family? We sure hope so and we also hope that the Novak family will be okay. And the home that once belonged to Castiel James Novak has been sold to Rowena Ruth Mcloud. Who moved in with her fourteen year old son, Crowley Fergus Mcloud. The new wealthy family that now owns the broken home will be fixing it and will be living in it. Good Morning citizens and have a good one."

~Crowley's P.O.V~

I can't believe a suicide and a small home is newsworthy. It's pathetic how people used someone's death for entertainment. 

"I wonder what Castiel was like." I thought while looking out of my bedroom window. 

My mother was busy bossing around the men that moved the furniture into the house. We moved here to get away from my asshole dad. I'm pretty happy we live here now but I can't help but feel bad for the previous owner. He must've gone through some shit to take his own life. 

Our new neighbor, Anna Milton said he was nice but never really talked to anyone. I continue to look out of my window until my mother calls me downstairs.

***

That night I can't sleep. 

I don't know why but it could be because the previous owner died or the fact that my dad would scream at my mother every night while I listened. 

I lay there thinking until I hear something, it sounded like crying.

 I got up and grabbed my bat from under my bed and went downstairs. I went to the bathroom and open the door. When I opened the door I screamed and ran away.

What I saw was a man with raven black hair standing in the bathroom staring at me. His cheeks were wet with tears and wore dirty, ripped clothes. 

I run to my room and slam the door and rock back and forth until I pass out from fear.