Invisible •Destiel• ✓

Chapter Three

~Dean's P.O.V~

I woke up and for some reason the room was cold even when I was covered with blankets and it was fall, not winter. 

I got out of bed and went to take a shower. I stepped into the shower letting the warm water hit my back. 

Then I remembered Lisa screaming and running off. I wonder what happened, I'll have to ask her at work. 

I got out of the shower and got changed into a simple outfit and went to work.

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When I got to work I saw Lisa taking orders from customers. When she went to the kitchen I followed her. 

She turned around and looked at me not saying anything and continued her job. 

"Lisa, did I do something wrong?" I asked her "Uh.. n-no" she stuttered. "Lisa, please tell me what's going on." I walked closer to her and sat down on the counter near the stove. "I... I saw something... I thought they were just rumours..." Lisa said, she looked pale with bags under her eyes like she didn't get any sleep last night. "Lisa... what are you talking about?" I asked her, "I think I saw Castiel Novak."

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~Castiel's P.O.V~

After Dean left I gladly made myself at home. 

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bag of chips and eating some. Ghosts don't get hungry at all and don't need to eat but it's nice to taste something once in a while. 

After finishing the bag of chips I throw the bag in the trash can and take my time checking out the house. I know this house like the back of my hand since I've been here for so long. But when new owners come in I like to check out what they did with the place. 

I walk into the living room and see a white couch in front of the doorway with a glass coffee table in front of it and two white chairs on either side of the table. And in front of the table is a fire place with a TV above it. On top of the fire place is kind of like a shelf so I see a pot with a small plant then a picture with Dean and some people then see another picture. 

In the picture is a little boy who looks similar to Dean and a mother and father then a baby in the mothers arms. I pick up the picture and look at the back where it says in neat hand writing "The Winchesters." I put the picture back down and head towards the bathroom. 

The bathroom is the same but it's way cleaner. I dig through the drawers in the counter and find a pill bottle then I realize they're for depression. I put them back and close the drawer then go to the bedroom. 

I go in and see a bed on the other side of the room with a laundry basket right beside the door.

 For some reason I look under his bed and OH MY GOD there is a box with porn magazines! I grab the one for gay men and open it and I didn't regret it. My pants become.... pretty tight, so I decide to take care of it.

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After taking care of... my problem I clean up and went downstairs and sat on the couch. 

And you're probably wondering why are you cleaning yourself up? You're dead. Yes I may be dead but I like to stay clean and wearing pants with sticky substance is very uncomfortable. 

Even though I'm a ghost I can still do things people do like eat, have emotions, pleasuring myself, etc. But I can't sleep which sucks. When I was alive I enjoyed sleep. I enjoyed drifting away from reality. I enjoyed dreaming about a life I never had. But when I woke up I felt miserable and depressed. 

I continue to wait for Dean on the couch and turn on the TV. I watch some TV and I don't notice the front door opening.

***

~Dean's P.O.V~

There was no way that Lisa saw Castiel Novak. Unless he's a ghost... but ghosts aren't real. 

I get out of my car and walk towards the front door. I swear I could hear the TV but it must be my mind playing tricks. 

I unlock the door and walk in. I see a figure sitting on the couch watching "Dr Sexy MD" that little shit! 

I go into the living room and grab the figure then pin him against the wall. The living room light was off so I couldn't see their face. 

"Who are you!?" I yelled still holding him by the front of his shirt. I turn on the light and I almost scream and faint but I'm quiet. I don't say a word. 

The man that was in front of me looked exactly like Castiel Novak. I get my shit together and ask him again the man looks at me and says "Hello roomie, I'm Castiel!" I scoff and say "Castiel Novak is dead. You just look like him!" All the man does is smirk and says "I can prove it." he pushes me back and disappears. I can't believe what I'm seeing. 

Suddenly I feel dizzy then my vision goes blurry then I fall to the floor and everything goes black.