Neon Lights

Chapter 13 - Dance With the Devil

[Sorry for the boring rant in the Author's Note! ~Garnent]
•Dean's POV•

They've been bothering me for a few weeks now. I don't know when it started or why, but they won't leave me alone. Just what I needed as of late - more reasons to die.

"Hey Crowley," the lead said, "Maybe we should pay his angel boyfriend a visit..."

"Don't you dare, Dick!" I glared at his awful grin.

"Aww, so sweet!" Their group snickered, "Defending him!"

God I wish my gang were here...I need an army at my disposal. "I just don't want to see him hurt. That doesn't mean I'm in love with him."

"Last time I checked, yes it does," a girl in the back of their gang smiled evilly at me, arms crossed.

"I don't even see the guy!" I pointed out hurriedly, "How exactly could we be in a relationship, Meg? Explain that. Explain. That."

"I didn't say relationship," she laughed, "I said in love with."

I shook my head angrily and walked away. It didn't help. "Hey, wait up!"

One of them - Christian - shoved me up against the wall of a closed card shop. "You're staying where you are, Deanie-Baby. We're not finished with you yet."

Eric and Abaddon snicked in the back, probably joking about how gay I am. Meg, Eve and Crowley stood close by, ready to help, and Richard took a few menacing steps forward.

"Christian, give 'im to me," he ordered, "I think some Dick is all our friend needs, huh, Dean?"

"Funny," I smirked, "You know what I think you need?"

"What?"

"Two-Bits of fist in your face."

He seemed to understand, but too late. Two-Bit tackled Christian to the ground, Dally and Darry taking on Eric and Abaddon, leaving Soda and Steve to handle the rest. Pony and Johnny held back, ready to jump in to help if necessary.

"Ah, fuck," Richard let go of me, "Got me this time, Mathews. This ain't over. C'mon, boys!"

Slowly, everyone brushed themselves off, retreating with angry looks cast behind them. "You okay?" Soda asked, checking for injuries.

"I'm fine," I brushed him off, "I'm going home."

"Oh, come on, Dean," Dallas complained, "You never hang out anymore. We just saved your precious ass cheeks, it's the least you could do!"

I stared at him, considering. But I can't. I can't bring myself to laugh and be happy, it's like living a lie. I can't live like that when I hardly want to live at all.

I shook my head and stuffed my hands in my pockets, "Sorry guys."
With that, I headed down the road. Back home, to my bed, where I belong, until I finally stop breathing.

***
•Castiel's POV•

I sat on the stairs of my porch, listening to the mixed sounds of fighting, playing and laughing from inside. My family is such an odd mixtu-- oh fuck.

I hung my head. It's been a month, Cas! A month! I need to get over Dean. He thinks I've given up on him, so that's good. We'll never see each other again. Never again.

That's for the better, but that's not what I want. I want Dean. Shut up! I've been fighting with myself for weeks. This isn't healthy. I'm hardly able to get up in the morning because Dean isn't waking up beside me. I need to wake up wrapped in a Dean Burrito, not a cold and empty spot beside me! But this is good. Never seeing Dean again? That's good. For the best. I ran a hand through my hair bitterly. I can't go on like this, with this odd mixture of feelings churning inside me.

Oh, Christ, there it is again.

"Hey, Clarence. No better, I see."

I looked up at her, "Hello, Meg. No, I still feel like a puppy who's been kicked one too many times by its owner, who found someone else to take care of him, and is now lost and running away from that someone for no reason."

Meg chuckled, "Well, Dean's no better. He's rotting his liver and detatching himself from friends. If you don't fix this soon, you'll both have killed yourselves by next year."

I nodded, "Probably. But we can't fix this until Michael let's me see him again. Are you any closer to Dean?"

"Not really," Meg shrugged, "But he's lucky to have me. He doesn't know it, but I may one day be the one person who can save him from getting killed by Richard Roman. He can take a beating, but if they go too far, I step in."

I nodded slowly, "Lucky him. If he died, I don't know what I'd do."

"Why don't you go see him? You know he needs you," she advised. I shook my head solumnly;

"I can't."

**You know what I hate?

When people are like "Ew she's just begging for compliments!" like so what? Maybe she is. Maybe that's what she fucking needs right now. Maybe she hates herself and telling herself that it's okay doesn't fucking cut it. Maybe she needs to hear from other people that's she's not worthless. Ever think about that?

Like I can't believe how honestly amazing you all are. Reading this story, just being there for me...this world needs more people like you. People who will take precious time out of their day to tell someone they've never met how cool they are, or how much they appreciate them. You take time out if your day to help people feel better about themselves, and that's amazing tbh.

Honestly, fandom means so much to me. There are only five people I've truly connected with without fandom, but now I'm inspiring hundreds of people around the world with what I do best - write. Who could ask for anything better? I've also made friends with the daughter of the First AD (Johnny Mac) of SPN, and I've made friends with people thanks to SuperWhoLock. Fandom is the best thing that ever happened to me, and if you want to call me crazy for that, go right fucking ahead.

Y'all are honestly the best. I was almost crying because of your nice, kind and considerate comments because I've met very few people like you, people who don't judge or reject me for anything I do. I need more people like you.

DANKE GUYS!

So guess which story has 1K reads? *happy dance*

I've made an account on AO3 (Archive of Our Own) and nothing's written yet but I might put Neon Lights up there to further spread its neon light to people of the Internets, and I may write more professional stories there. Can you guess what my AO3 username is? *eye roll*

It's @Garnent :)

Song: "Dance With the Devil" by Breaking Benjamin

Remember, y'all just keep being y'all! love you x

xoxo, Garnent•.•**