OKAY IM SORRY I DONT KNOW HOW TO START THESE THINGS BUT I TRIED MY BEST AND I HOPE YOU LIKE IT .
The day was cold and long for the young writer, Castiel, as he sat down at his desk. His hands shaking nervously as he grabbed his book, opening it and looking down at the first clean page.
His mind started to race with thoughts and feelings. The stories he could write with them.
"Castiel, what are you doing in there ? Your supposed to be helping Gabriel with the rest of his boxes.." His Father yelled upstairs to cas who was now scrambling to his feet in obedience .
he said in a manageable squeak of an answer , before heading downstairs to Gabriel's room grabbing a box and quickly running outside to the car .
"What's wrong cas? Why the rush with my boxes? you that ready for me to leave ?"
Gabe smiled teasingly at his little brother .
"No, just didn't want to get yelled at by dad you asshole."
Castiel rolled his eyes and was Beginning to walk back into the house.
"Well I get it .. You don't love your brother no more .. "
Gabriel said or , should I say , dramatically cried out to cas who was not in the ' playing ' mood .
"Shut the hell up and get the last of your own boxes. " he mummbled and went inside, and upstairs to his room.
Frankly, he was kinda happy Gabriel was leaving . This meant he was now the only child in the house , which also meant 'ALONE TIME' . To him being alone meant he could read and fanboy over simple stories other geeks wrote on the internet .
But there was always downside to good situations. This downside was he would have to stay with his abusive father. But he knew he had ways of getting out of his reach.
Meanwhile, After Gabriel got his boxes, then said his goodbyes. Cas went upstairs and locked himself away in his room. Reading short stories and smiling at the images they left in his head . Once in a while glancing up at the open journal left on his desk.
Cas jumped at the loud noise . It came from his window. He pushed it aside. 'Maybe a acorn...' Hr thought and looked back at his laptop screen. Then yet again:
He winced a little at the loud noise. Pushing it off again as maybe a squirrel.
BAM! BAM! SMASH!
A small rock hit cas' shin at full speed. He looked at the window though before caring about his damned shin.
Getting up, he sighed a bit of an annoyance flared inside him.
As he looked out of the window, a little of his smile came back to his face.
It was Dean.
Castiel ignored the glass under his feet and opended the window .
"What do you think your doing Winchester ?"
Cas giggled and tried to act serious. But below he could see dean smiling and nervously rubbing the back of his neck .
"Sorry about the window Novak !"
Dean yelled back. Pausing and going up to the wall and climbing the pipe up to his window , falling inside the bedroom pushing cas backwards.
"DEAN-" ,Cas yelled and started to instantly help him up .
"I'm fine just a bruise and a piece of glass in my face I'm okay . " deans sarcastic tone was starting to show a little.
But cas didn't care he just pulled dean to the bed and tried to get the glass out of his face first.
"Oh shut up .." Cas' voice breaking a bit. His soul shattering blue eyes focused on deans cut.
"Sure...now stay still."
What was happening here ?
Why are they so familiar with each other?
((Find out next sucka))
SORRY IT WAS SHORT GUYS!
IM AT CAMP AND I CANT WRITE AS MUCH .
DONT HATE ME
LOVE YOU GUYS♥♥