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“Castiel? What kind of stupid name is that anyway? Did mommy swallow a bible when she named you all? I wonder what your daddy would say. Oh that’s right, your daddy didn’t want you, hightailed it out of there as soon as he could and never looked back, Isn’t that right?” The boys surrounding him laughed as he tried to blink back the tears. You’d think after three years they’d have gotten bored of this, but no, there he was again surrounded by the jocks who hated him for no real reason Cas could think of. Tugging his bag tighter in front of him, Cas tried to push through the circle of boys surrounding him, all he had to do was get to the auditorium where he knew his brother Gabriel would be. Gabe never let these guys get to him and he never let them mess with his little brother, trouble was, Cas had to get there first.
“Where do you think you’re going? We’re just talking, there’s no need to be rude.” The quarterback, Adam, Cas thought his name was, said. Cas pulled his bag tighter to him like a shield, these meetings rarely if ever stayed as just talk.
“Please… I’m supposed be meeting my brother…” The boys surrounding him laughed again as Adam caged the boy against the wall with his arms.
“I’m sure your brother won’t begrudge you making friends.” Adam said as one of the boys whipped his bag away from him, Castiel grabbed for it but was shoved back against the wall with a snarl.
“Stay” Taking the bag from his friend Adam opened it a pulled out a little book, a book that Castiel prayed he wouldn’t open, of course like the rest of his prayers, this one went unanswered. Cas watched in horror as the boy in front of him read his deepest thoughts, feelings and fears. His heart sank as Adam smirked horribly and turned towards one of the quieter boys, Cas wanted to say this boy was different from the others, he’d never laid a hand on Castiel, he wanted to say he was different, but he couldn’t. Because while the boy never touched him, he never stopped the others either.
“Looks like Wings has a little thing for you, Winchester.” Cas could no longer hold back the tears, the whole thing was cringe worthy enough but throwing in the nickname he had earned after one the boys had glued a sanitary towel to his back and having Adam tell everyone he was gay and had a “thing” for the captain of the football team, well Cas wanted to die right there. Howls of laughter rang in his ears as he shoved past them and ran down the hall to the auditorium in tears.
“Give me the book Adam.” Dean Winchester demanded, his arms folded across his chest, his face a mask of cold fury. Adam blinked and looked at his friend and captain.
“Oh come on man, it’s a joke and it’s never bothered you before, jumped up little shit deserves it, always thinking he’s better than us, his whole family is the same. You care that he’s sweet on you? I thought you were straight.” He smirked at the rest of the guys.
“He’s Sammy’s age, you gonna start giving my kid brother a hard time Adam? If Sammy says something you don’t like, does something that doesn’t fit with how you think things should be, you gonna shove Sammy into lockers, up against walls, stuff his head down the toilet?” Adam shifted uncomfortably at the hard edge in Dean’s voice.
“Come on man, It ain’t even like that, Sammy’s cool. You know I think of him like my own kid brother.” Nodding Dean stepped closer.
“Then just think how you would feel if someone did this to Sammy, what you would do to them. Give me the book and his bag.” His tone left no room for further argument and held out his hand for them. Adam handed them over but he wasn’t done with the kid, not by a long shot, Dean may have lost his edge but Adam hadn’t.
“Cas? What happened?” Gabriel’s eyes roamed over his little brother checking for any bruises or marks. He was sick of watching his little brother getting beat up and though he did his best, there was only so much he could do, he had classes of his own, he couldn’t be with Cas twenty four seven, but he knew something needed to be done. He wrapped his arm around his brother and let him cry, knowing Cas needed to get it out of his system before he was ready to talk.
Gabriel didn’t know how long the two of them sat there before Castiel spoke, his voice cracked and raw from crying. “They took my diary.” He snivelled.
Gabriel sighed “Oh Cas, why did you bring it to school anyway? You know they will use anything they can to hurt you.” Cas rubbed his eyes roughly.
“Either I bring it to school and hope no one finds or I leave it at home and Lucifer takes it again. I could run away… that way neither Lucifer or the football team can get to me.” Gabriel jerked his head around to look at his brother.
“Don’t ever say that, Lucifer is an assbutt, we all know that but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t care in his own way… and we’re going to find a way to make those jerks back the fuck off of you, I promise. I won’t let them bother you again.”
Cas was about to smile as the sound of someone clearing their throat drew both boys attention. Gabriel growled as his little brother stiffened beside at the sight of the football captain striding towards them, he stood up and before anyone knew what had happened Gabriel had punched Dean Right in the face.
“Guess I deserved that. I ain’t here looking for trouble man, I just came to return these to the kid. Adam’s a joke but that doesn’t mean I’m like him.” Dean told them as he wiped his nose on his sleeve.
“You didn’t stop him either, you’re no better than the rest of them Winchester, this is your one and only warning, stay away from my brother, or next time it’ll be worse than a bloody nose.” Gabriel told him firmly, football captain or not, he didn’t scare Gabriel.
“I said I wasn’t looking for trouble, In fact I came here with a proposition for your brother. I hear he’s a genius in English lit and I could do with better grades in that subject, so, Cas tutors me and in exchange I will make sure Adam and the rest back off, besides my brother Sammy could use a friend too… What do you say?”