Hey guys, just a little note from me, Darah . Okay so season seven spoilers. And this story might be told from different points of view. And sorry for it being crappy.
Dean:
It's been days since we lost Cas to the levithan. Sam isn't taking it well. He sleeps with that goddamned trench coat every night. I've caught him crying more than once. He doesn't want my help. Doesn't he know this hurts me too. Castiel was my best friend. And now i have to see my little brother put himself through hell because his angel is gone. I don't know what to do. I don't know who to turn to. We have no one left. I guess I better give Bobby a call.
"Hey Bobby, it's me Dean."
"Hey Dean. How's everything?"
"Well let's see. My best friend is dead. My brother lost his boyfriend. So I'd say we've been better."
"Look Dean, I know you're hurting, but you have no right giving me sass like that. I have half a mind to go down there and smack ya."
"Alright, alright. I'm sorry. Things just aren't easy right now. Im losing Sammy. I can't lose him too."
Sam:
It's been a days since I've been able to sleep. I just keep thinking about him . I keep think about how he changed. The look in his eyes. The change in his voice. A lot changed. He wasn't my Cas anymore. He was the levithan. I keep watching him go into the water... and never coming back. I see it again... and again.. and again. Cas didn't deserve to die. Sure. He made a mistake. But Dean and I both have. I just wish he would come back. Its been so hard to concentrate on killing levithan. Shit we don't even know how to kill them. We're confused. I don't wanna lose this fight. I need to win it for my angel. But he's not my angel anymore. I tried to stop him. I couldn't let him do this. He hates me for stabbing him in the back. He broke my wall. I'm slowly going crazy. I see him everywhere. No, not Cas. Lucifer. Hes following me. Stalking me. Mocking me. And no matter how fast i run, he's there laughing. It's still hard to believe Castiel doesn't love me. He probably never did. And even now, I still love him. And i want to run my fingers through his soft black hair. I want to stare into his eyes. His blue eyes, I could just get lost in them. But his lips.. I miss those the most. Their light pink color, the softness I felt against mine. He was not the same Castiel he was. He's violent. He's kill so many people. People who didn't deserve it. Well that hate preacher deserved it. But all those people. Those poor people.. I just wish he would've stop..
"Hey Cas. I know you're gone but I miss you so damn much. Why could you stop?? Castiel why couldn't you love me?"
Sam whispered the last question as a tear rolled down his cheek. He rushed to wipe it. He turned over ready for another night without sleep.
