Running

Running: Chapter one.

     Running. He was always fucking running. Running from this douche bag or the next. Running from his father. Running from school. Just running. In case you didn't know running sucks. You can't breathe. Your legs shake. Your side gets that stabbing pain in it. So you focus on something else. What your having for dinner. What the meaning of life is . The fact that you forgot your math homework again. Anything so you can ignore the pain. Running is sort of like life. You push and you push for nothing.

  Castiel was never normal. He knew it. His family knew it. Everyone knew it. He found himself once again running and he hated it but it was his life. Yeah he wasn't normal but maybe he should consider joining the track team. He was trying to avoid Dean Winchester this time. Dean was his so called "bully" even if he has never really did anything before this a couple locker shoves here and a few rude comments there. Yes the same Dean that was captain of the baseball team. The one with bright green eyes and plush lips. Yeah that asshole.

  He can't even remember what he did. He had walked out of the school with his head in his phone trying to prevent his dad from flipping out. He bumped into a car in the parking lot. He heard a guy scream something and then he was running.

   All while the famous Dean Winchester chased  him screaming profanities. Castiel just kept pushing. Kept going. He was honestly surprised and sorta confused on how he wasn't getting the shit beat out of him. Dean was in like every fucking sport how had he not caught up? Hmm. Castiel thought to himself maybe I really should consider joining the track team.

  This went on for a few minutes. Dean was practically cursing Castiels life. Until he tripped then he was cursing the pavement. While trying to stop the bleeding he saw the kid in front of him stop turn around look conflicted then run towards him. What a dumbass Dean thought. Soon enough though the scrawny kid had reached him mumbling about blood and being sorry.  Yeah because Dean wasn't chasing him or anything.

  The only reason Castiel had even stopped running was because he heard the pitter patter of the feet behind him stop. A loud thud and a loud "son of a bitch"  He was going to keep running seeing as that's what his inner self was telling him too do. But he was Castiel and who listens to their thoughts anyway.

Against every Instinct he had he ran towards Dean. He was positive the douchebag had just broke his nose. "Dumbass" his thoughts told him.

  The fuck you think you're doing Asstiel. Dean snapped. 

Well I was going to set your nose but I guess I will just go Castiel almost hissed.  As he got up he felt an arm tug his sleeve. "Wait".

Fine just sit as still as possible and uh bite down on ... Castiel looked around for something and when he found nothing he decided to just take off his tie. Woah buddy I don't know where you think this is going but I don't swing that wa..

  Just bite down on it Dean. Castiel snapped.
Wow kinky Dean smirked. But he eventually bit down on the tie.
Okay Dean on three. One Castiel grabbed Deans nose and after a sickening crack and a inhuman scream Deans nose was set.  What the fuck happened to two and three! Dean screamed but he soon found him self staring into big blue eyes that showed the owners fear so they just kinda sat there Staring into each other's eyes in silence.

Uh thanks Cas Dean mumbled breaking the silence and rubbing  his neck.

No problem Dean. You can uh keep that Castiel said pointing at the tie. By the way my name is Castiel. Not Cas. He said standing up.

It's a nickname just nevermind. Dean would of said but Castiel was already gone. Hope he doesn't think we're even now. No one runs into baby and gets away Dean mumbled. Of course there was no heat behind it. He had already forgiven the kid. I need to get to a fucking hospital Dean muttered while walking back to the school.