Our Love Will Never Fade (Destiel High School AU)

Chapter Seventeen

{Castiel's POV}

   I decided to watch TV while I waited for Dean. I took the blankets from Dean's bed with me. I curled up on the couch and turned the TV on. I kept thinking about what to do, what Michael said, how everything just felt screwed up. I thought watching TV would distract me. After about 10 minutes, the front door opened.

   "Cas, I'm back." I heard Dean's voice.

   I got up with the blankets wrapped around me and met Dean at the front door. He smiled when he saw me.

   "Hey. What are you doing up?" He asked.

   "I was watching TV to distract myself from my thoughts." I told him.

   He took his jacket off and hung it by the door. "Do you still wanna go lay down?"

   I nodded. He grabbed my hand and led me to his bedroom. I laid down and covered up. Dean put the radio on and took his shoes and jeans off. He laid besides me. I laid my head on his chest.

   "What am I supposed to do? I was kicked out of my house, I don't have any money, clothes, or a car." I broke the silence after a couple of minutes.

   "Well, you have me. I don't think you need anything else." He said.

   I looked up at him. "Dean, I can't live with you forever. Your dad's going to come home. What if he doesn't want me living here?"

   "Then we can get our own place. Sammy can move in with us too."

   "With what money. Neither of us have jobs."

   "Stop thinking. You're making yourself upset. We'll figure it out. I promise."

   I sighed and nodded. I grabbed his hand and intertwined our fingers. We laid there for a few minutes. The music dancing around the room softly. Dean took a big breath.

   "Cas, we need to talk." He sat up, making me sit up.

   "About what?" I looked at him.

   "I've been keeping something from you. I'm going to tell you, but you can't tell anyone else." He grabbed my hand.

   "Just tell me Dean. What is it?"

   "I hunt monsters. Well my dad, Sam and me. It's actually what my dad is doing now."

   I laughed. "Right. You hunt monsters."

   "It's true. Demons, ghosts, witches, werewolves, just to name a few. They're all real and we hunt them."

   I stared at him. He wasn't laughing. He didn't even have a slight smile. He was serious.

  "Okay, I love you, but do you know how crazy you sound? Monsters? There is no such thing."

   "I know it sounds crazy, but I'm telling you the truth."

   I got up and turned the radio off. I started pacing, trying to absorb what he was saying.

   "Cas?" He stood up.

   I stopped and looked at him. "If what you're saying is true, why are you telling me now? You kept this from me this whole time, so why now?"

   "Since you're staying with us, I need to teach you a few things. Precautions."

   "Like what?"

   "For one, you need to learn how to shoot a gun." He bent down and pulled a gun from under his bed.

   I jumped back. "You had that under there?"