High School Bingo Part 7
Title: On the Cusp of Becoming Part 7
Author: Gedry
Pairings: Dean/Cas
Rating: PG - 13
Word Count: 710
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Summary: Written for my High School Bingo square entitled Party
Thank you moonofblindness!
On the Cusp of Becoming Part 7
The music’s been blaring at Andy’s house for over an hour. Dean sighs as he leans back against the hood of his car and stares at the sky. Sam had asked him to keep an eye out, not sure if his friend Max’s mouth had invited half of the school or not. He didn’t want any trouble and Sam figured Dean and his reputation was the next best thing to paid security.
His little brother didn’t ask for much so Dean wasn’t inclined to say no. He just hadn’t quite figured out why he wasn’t alone out here.
“This is your idea of fun times?” Cas mutters as he stiffly reclines on the hood in much the same manner as Dean.
“I never advertised this as fun,” Dean sighs. “In fact I think I made it clear that it was going to be boring as hell and possibly pointless, but you still insisted on coming with.”
“I’m mentally ill,” Cas shrugs. “You know that.”
“No actually,” Dean says with some bite in his tone. He’s frustrated by his friend’s lack of sharing. They’ve been spending more and more time together, but Dean’s been getting the feeling that he’s some kind of science experiment for the other guy. “I don’t know that. I don’t know anything about you. You never tell me anything.”
“We’ve been over this.” Cas sighs, “I don’t trust people.”
“You are full of shit.” Dean announces as he turns to face the other young man. “You say all this mysterious shit about how you’ve been hurt before, and someone ruined your life for you, and now you just can’t trust people. But you hang around me all the time; even tonight when you know I’m jut going to be sitting on the hood of my car at some stupid freshman party. You don’t want to be alone Cas; you want a friend. You want to be around me. It doesn’t have to be a great big damn deal. You can just let me in a little and let me be your friend and it would still be okay.”
“You don’t know me.” Cas warns, “Don’t talk to me like you do.”
“Shut up Cas,” Dean snaps. “You aren’t the only one to have secrets or to have a fucked up life that you’re ashamed of. You don’t know me or my life either.”
“What’s so bad about your life Dean?” Cas spits through clenched teeth with fisted hands.
Dean pushes himself back into a sitting position as he answers with: “My mom died when Sam was born. My dad travels all the time for work. He always has. He’s gone more than he’s here and I’ve had to raise myself and my brother. When he’s not around I work my ass off so we have money, enough to eat, and when he is here then I get my ass chewed for not taking better care of things. We got removed by social services once because they thought he was an unfit parent, and I hate to say this but it was the best six months of my whole fucking life, and then they sent me back to him. I live in fear of it happening again before I’m old enough to be counted as an adult. Sam’s all I got; he’s smart. He’s going to make something of himself and I’ll do anything to make that happen; even if it means dropping out so I can get a full time job. My grades are fucked anyway; it’s not like it would matter.”
Cas is silent for a long time after Dean finished speaking.
Dean finally growls out, “So what’s so fucking bad about your life Cas? What makes you so bad that your family ditched you on your brother?”
Dean watches as his friend swallows and turns away to look at the moon before answering with: “I’m gay.”