Angel of my Dreams

The Shop

~~I know there's something in the wake of your smile.

I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.

You've built a love but that love falls apart.

Your little piece of heaven turns too dark.

Listen to your heart when he's calling for you.

Listen to your heart there's nothing else you can do.

I don't know where you're going and I don't know why,

But listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye.

Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.

The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.

They're swept away and nothing is what is seems,

The feeling of belonging to your dreams.~~ Roxette/DHT

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Castiel Novak.

"That's his name. The person I ran into at the local 7/11 convenience store. He made my eyes widen in surprise at his sparkling bold blue eyes and his dark black hair. He was just so beautiful. I just wish I would've talked to the kid. Or got his number. Hmmmmm...I wonder if I'll ever see him again"...Dean thought out loud as he walked into his shop to help his customers.

-2 Hours Later-

As Dean stood at his desk, up comes this short kid about 5'2 and says," Hi, could you help me out here? My car died earlier and I was wanting to know if you could come to fix it? Sorry man."

"Sure thing dude, what's your name so I can know who this is for?"

"Gabriel." The blonde, gold-eyed shortshit says with a smile. A very very cheeky smile.

"Alright Gabriel, see you when I can," Dean smiled at him.

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I'm Castiel Novak and I'm a 17-year-old high school student at Lawrence High School. It isn't the easiest due to Balthazar-my bully. Every single day he terrorizes me so I try to avoid him, but since we share classes that can't always be helped.

Cas then walks into homeroom where Mrs. Winchester teaches them-11th and 12th grade together. And there he is. Balthazar. I shudder.

"Fuck." Late again, I think to myself because he's here.

"There you are," Balthazar spoke. I ignored him.

"Go away."

He spoke in a very evil tone, "No. You're mine."

"Rot in hell."

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-1 Hour Later-

Mrs. Winchester was used to this exchange every single day but she still felt bad for the poor kid. Castiel was a good kid, just dealt with bullying and a lot of it at that. It doesn't help that he deals with problems at home too and the whole administration knew that too, including his teachers.

"Poor kid." She grabbed her stuff to leave school since she only taught one class. She was heading to the shop to see how her son's doing with his job. Let's hope the kid will be alright tonight.

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Chuck Shirley. He's my dad, who happens to be very homophobic and abusive towards me. I avoid going home because of him but what else can I do? I have nowhere else to go. Let's face it, I'm stuck here until I move it. If I could go somewhere, I'd go anywhere but "home" as I'm supposed to call it.

"Fuck!" I screamed as I noticed the time. 6:10. I'm past my curfew. I'm fucked. He's gonna beat my ass. I silently cuss myself out as I sneak in my window so he doesn't notice.

Gabriel is on my bed, "Good job getting in."

"Thanks a lot, dude."

"He didn't notice, don't worry. I'd be more worried about Michael outing you."

Michael. The oldest of my 4 brothers.That little snitch. Always tells Dad on me.

"Let's go make dinner Gabe."

"Alrighty, Cassie."

"Don't call me that."

"You're no funnnn."

"I'll buy you a cake if you shut up."

"Ooooo yay."

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As we went downstairs to make food, Chuck was there and so was Michael, but they didn't say anything. Right when we were about to start cooking, there was a knock on the door. I go over there and there's this dude that I recognize from the mechanic shop in town.

"Gabe, it's the mechanic."

"Ohhhh he's here. Good."

I answered the door.

"Hello?"

"Name's Dean. I'm the mechanic to fix the broken vehicle."

"That's right, come this way," I said as I stepped outside and led him to it.

"Good luck man."

-15 Minutes Later-

I then went back inside and Gabe and Lucifer were cooking so I just went back upstairs, went into my room and locked the door. I put my headphones into my phone and played music. The song that came on was What a Catch, Donnie. Perfect for the moment. It'll drown out today's events. I then started to drift off sitting up against my cot by the door. Goodnight world, I thought as I finally fell asleep......

~I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch You'll never catch us So just let me be Said I'll be fine till the hospital or American Embassy Miss Flack said I still want you back Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch And all I can think of is the way I'm the one Who charmed the one who gave up on you Who gave up on you They say the captain Goes down with the ship So, when the world ends Will God go down with it? Miss Flack said I still want you back Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch And all I can think of is the way I'm the one Who charmed the one Who gave up on you Who gave up on you What a catch What a catch What a catch What a catch I will never end up like him Behind my back, I already am Keep a calendar This way you will always know I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch And all I can think of is the way I'm the one Who charmed the one Who gave up on you Who gave up on you Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman Maybe he won't find out what I know You were the last good thing We're going down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're goin' down swinging Dance, dance, we're falling apart to halftime Dance, dance, and these are the lives you'd love to lead Dance, this is the way they'd love if they knew how misery loved me This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you, only sweeter Growing up, growing up I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch ~