We're both freaks

Cas' POV;

Things with Dean and I had been going great. Sam had adjusted to life at Bobby's, calling regularly to let Dean know everything was fine. Things just felt...right. But of course, that's when everything always goes to shit.

"Are we ever gonna talk about why you have wings?"

I stared wide-eyed at Dean, surprised by the suddenness of his question.

"I don't understand Dean."

He rolled his eyes at me, giving me an exasperated look. Huh, that was odd. He's never looked at me like that before.

"I mean you have wings Cas, giant freakin wings. I'm just wondering why."

"Are you...Dean are you drunk?" I asked.

"No."

I got to my feet, moving closer to him. He looked all around the room, anywhere but at me.

"What's the matter Dean?"

"Nothing Cas. Can't I have a drink once in a while?"

"Of course you can. It's just that when you drink it's usually because you're upset about something."

"Well I'm fine."

"Then why won't you look at me?"

His eyes flickered to mine for a second before dropping to the ground again.

"Dean please. Tell me what's wrong."

"For the love of-You Cas! You're what's wrong!" he exclaimed, getting to his feet and putting some distance between the two of us.

"I don't-

"You're so naïve Cas. You think this thing with us is gonna go anywhere? Well it's not, okay. It can't."

"You don't mean that," I whispered, my bottom lip trembling.

"Yes I do. This is never gonna work Cas. You're just a freak with wings," Dean snarled.

I didn't realize that when you get your heart broken, it literally feels like it's been shattered into a million pieces. It was like the ground had been ripped out from under my feet. The man I trusted. The man who promised me that I wasn't a freak. The man I...

"T-thank you for clearing that up Dean. I appreciate your honesty," I said solemnly.

"Cas I-"

"I really should have known better. Getting involved with a guy like you. You were too good for me from the start. I thought you were different from everyone else. That you would accept me for who I was. And the worst part is, that even though I knew I shouldn't, I fell for you anyway."

I ran from the room, ignoring him shouting after me, not stopping until I was at Anna and Jo's room. I banged on the door as hard as I could, trying to fight back tears, at least until I was inside.

"Why are you banging on the-Cas! What's the matter?" Anna asked.

I couldn't answer. The tears I had been holding back were now streaming down my face. I doubled over, chocking on sobs. Anna wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into the room, sitting me down on the bed and letting me cry.

"Honey what the hell happened?" she asked when I had calmed down.

"D-Dean broke u-up with me," I managed.

"What? But he's crazy about you," Jo said, sitting beside me.

"There's gotta be a mistake."

"He was drunk, but he knew what he was saying. He meant it, even if it was completely out of the blue," I said miserably.