Behind Emerald Eyes || A Destiel High School AU

Chapter Six: Suspended

Word Count: 1,100

I'M ALIVE! I think I got my mojo back.

Trigger warning: Abuse and choice language.

×A day later; Dean's POV (Time Skip Brought To You By Gabriel and Rowena Almost Having Sex in Season 13)×

The next day, I arrived at school only to be immediately called to the principal's office.

I groaned, knowing immediately what it was for. I walked into Mr. Richings' office.

"You wanted to see me, sir?" I asked, hesitantly.

"Take a seat, Mr. Winchester," he said, gesturing to the seats in front of his desk. I swallowed my saliva and moved to sit down.

"I'm assuming you already know what this is about," Mr. Richings said, resting his elbows on his desk and folding his hands.

"They were beating up-"

"You broke his nose, Dean," the principal cut me off, "he had to go to the hospital yesterday. Dean. You dented the lockers with his body."

"I was protecti-"

"I know what they did," he interrupted, "and their actions will have consequences as well, but I have no choice but to give you 3 days of OSS."

"3 days?? How am I supposed to protect Cas if I'm at home?"

"We will handle it. I assure you," he replied, "now I'm going to call your father-"

"No no no no," I cut him off, "don't call my dad. Please. I'm begging you."

Mr. Richings sighs. "I'm sorry Dean. But by school policy I am required to call your parent or guardian with something like this."

I slouched in my seat, completely defeated. My dad is going to kick my ass.

Once he got off the phone with a seemingly calm John Winchester, he dismissed me to return home. I wanted to find Cas or even Sam and tell them what happened but I was escorted out of the building immediately.

I got into my car and shakily started the engine.

×Time Skip (brought to you by Dean Winchester's love for pie)×

Another kick to the stomach.

"You're such a fucking idiot! Why are you such a failure?!" My father slurred, screaming in my face, "can't you do anything right??!"

I was laying on the floor, sobbing violently as my dad threw punch after punch, kick after kick, beating me into the hardwood floor.

"You're too pussy to even fight back. You can break the nose of a puny football player but you can't take a punch from your old man?!?" He hollered, gripping my face and forcing me to look at him, "you're so pathetic!! All for a stupid boy! Are you a fucking fag?? Is that what you are?!"

I whimpered.

"ANSWER ME!"

"N-no sir," I managed to choke out around my sobs. He threw me back to the ground and walked away.

"Just. Get out of my sight," he hissed, his voice like pure venom.

I got up slowly, trudging up the stairs to my room. Bruises had already started forming on my body. I sniffled as broken sobs left my body.

I fell onto my bed, wincing slightly. I pulled out my phone and texted Cas, telling him that I got suspended. I didn't tell him about what had happened with my dad obviously.

It had been a while since my father had beat me. I hadn't given him a reason to. Then this boy shows up and I throw my entire good name to the wind.

I didn't know why. I just had an urge to protect Cas at all costs. I felt attached to him in some strange way.

My phone's notifications went off and I picked it up from it's place on my chest.

Cas: You know you didn't have to stick up for me right?? Thanks to me not being able to defend myself, you got in trouble.

Dean: I know... This is not your fault. Don't blame yourself.

Cas: Hey.. you wanna hang out tonight?

I started to panic. I had thrown away the makeup I used to cover my bruises a while back because I didn't think I'd need it anymore. (Plus, Charlie said it had expired. I didn't know makeup expired. She was also one of the few people who knew about my dad's abusive tendencies.)

Dean: I'm actually busy tonight... You wanna hang tomorrow instead?

I didn't lie entirely. I had to go to the store to get more makeup.

Cas: Okay! Sounds good to me.

With that, I sat my phone back down and decided to rest for a little bit.

×Time Skip (brought to you by the empty)×

I woke up around 4 o'clock. Panicking a little, I checked my phone to see a text from Sam saying that he had gone home with Gabe.

I sat up from my laying position with a sharp intake of breath. I got up out of bed and wearily made my way downstairs. My father was passed out on the couch once again. I crept past him, not wanting to take any chances on waking him up in case he were to lash out on me again.

I grabbed my keys and made my way to Baby. I was still wearing short sleeves and the bruises we're now a dark purple. I sighed, getting in. I wouldn't be that long in the store. I just had to get one thing and I'd be out before anyone could have time to ask questions.

I drove to the store, parking in the closest available spot. I got out and went inside, wincing every once in a while.

I quickly went to the makeup aisle and got my shade of full coverage foundation, ducking out of the aisle quickly. As I was walking to the self checkout, I heard a voice call my name.

"Dean?" It was Cas.

Of course it was Cas. Why wouldn't it be Cas?

I sped up a little, keeping my head down but I heard a set of footsteps hot on my tail. He grabbed my arm and turned me around. I repressed the whimper that got caught in my throat. He smiled at me but his smile faded once he saw my bruises.

"Woaw. Are you okay??" he asked, concern filling his features.

"I'm fine," I said, sounding a little colder than I intended to sound. He jumped a little.

"Look. I've got to go," I said, turning on my heels and walking away quickly. I didn't dare look back, not wanting to see his pained face.

He's not supposed to know.

I quickly checked out and left the store, getting to the car and punching the steering wheel, resting my head on it and sighing.

"Fuck..."

Long overdue. I know. I had a really bad case of writer's block for a long time and I finally found motivation. I hope you enjoyed.