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Castiel O'Connor

"Somebody come get her, she's dancing like a stripper.."

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a character in “Beautiful Lies”, as played by InakoUchiha

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"You're toxic, I'm slipping under."
{Toxic | Britney Spears}

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Name:
Castiel Alexander O'Connor
Nicknames:
Angel (Stripper Alias) ~ Cassie ~ Cas
Age:
21
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Closeted Homosexual ; Homoromantic
Ethnicity:
Spanish - Italian




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"Bruises and bitemarks say takes one to bring the pain."
{ Bruises and Bitemarks | Good with Grenades}


Appearance:
Castiel is often described as a Greek God. He has curly dirty blond hair, that tends to appear darker in lower lights. He has deep sea green eyes, that are every shade from navy blue to a light lime green. They tend to be centered on his emotions. His skin is somewhat a tan color and is considered toned. He has a well-built body and loves to show it off. He is around six feet tall and tends to become rather intimidating to some people.

Secret:
He's a stripper. While it doesn't seem like a big secret. Imagine coming from one of the BIGGEST Catholic families. And having a passion for exotic dancing, preferring that over any other job. You make decent money, you get to arouse people and enjoy your job. So yeah, being a stripper isn't very Catholic. They rally think that Castiel is a Pastor at a Youth Church, and he has yet to tell them. Because he could ruining his familial relations.




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"Oops, I did it is again. I played with your heart."
{ Oops!.....I Did It Again. | Britney Spears}

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Personality:
Despite being raised as a good little Catholic boy, Castiel is very devious. It is known throughout his home high-school and by some of his siblings, Castiel was a slut. He flirted with everyone and had sex with everything. He is a wild child. He gets the thrill of exciting others and making them notice his own appearance. He's a rather vain person, taking expert care of his appearance. He's confident and proud of who he is but hides it from his family. Yet, some insecurity remains. Such as, his parents won't love him if he tells them he's a stripper AND homosexual. Insecurity lies, because his elder siblings could ruin his life after any argument. He was always a worry wart, which is highly unusual due to his behavior. He is a kind person and is willing to help anyone in need.

Talents:
People might find this a bit shocking, but Castiel is an extremely talented dancer. Not just in the seductive way, but in both formal and street styles of dance. He tended to hide that from others, but he does have an immense talent for the dancing aspect of life. He's also somehow extremely good at being seductive, despite being dorky and awkward.

Weaknesses:
Probably his insecurity. It doesn't let him reach his full potential, he has to change his name and his entire appearance when he dances, because he is afraid his family will find out. He has never liked being himself, and this tends to cause more problems than it should.

Fears:
Castiel fears lots of things. Not falling in love, never getting married, never adopting children. All because of his primary fear, his family finding out he's not a pastor, but a stripper. He's also scared of deep waters, and heights for unknown reasons.




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"All the eyes on me in the center of the ring. Just like a circus."
{ Circus | Britney Spears}


History:
Not entirely a planned baby, Castiel was the seventh child of Maria and Tomas O'Connor. He was the baby and adored by all. He was always the cute kid, and would get in trouble because he was well, always talking. His parents, Maria and Tomas, were immigrants from Italy and Spain respectively and wanted to make a higher purpose for their children. So they introduced them to the Catholic religion at a rather young age. Castiel while, believed in it, felt rather odd. Why were there so many rules to this? So he questioned his spirituality, and by the time he was thirteen, was a secret Atheist from his family. It was also around that age, his first homosexual encounter happened.

He was with a friend at a dance, and he was watching the girls dance all over the guys. He was sure he could do that, his siblings hadn't come to the dance, not their thing, and so he asked his friend to help him. Slowly but surely, Cas began to move his body in a seductive, and sensual fashion. This caused his first kiss to happen, and his whole world to shatter.

He asked his parents, what it was called when a boy kissed another boy. They said sinful, and with their tone, Castiel knew he was shit out of luck fo support. They enrolled him in dance classes per his request, but in high school, he began his night-time life of stripping classes. He aced them and left town to pursue his love. But in fear, he told his parents he was a pastor for a youth group. He keeps up the lie, by making up things. But now things might be a little tough, now that he's back in his hometown for a funeral, that could change his life.




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Somebody Come Get Her | Rae Sremmurd

So begins...

Castiel O'Connor's Story

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Alex pulled a face as he looked his reflection up and down. His shirt and trousers just seemed to make him look scrawny, and his hair was a mess- well, it wouldn't lie in the exact mess he wanted it to. He honestly would have rather stayed in the hotel room until it was time for his flight home- but this was a memorial service for Lisa. He couldn't believe she was dead. She hadn't just been popular- she'd been genuinely loved by so many people. She tutored those who struggled with school. She'd been a member of every committee going and had so often been the reason they hadn't descended into chaos. She was the one who paired up with the weird kid in the class so they wouldn't be alone or singled out by a teacher. She'd tracked down Alex after he moved away and had actually kept in contact with him- or, rather, kept messaging him, telling him about her day, and not expecting a response. And, eventually, he had messaged back.

But now, she was gone. With the police enquiry, the funeral had felt strange- nobody meeting anyone else's eyes, polite small talk the only conversation anyone made. The funeral had been strange, a mere formality. But this was voluntary, something the family genuinely wanted to do to celebrate her life. It wasn't anything religious- just something to remember her by. Had it been any other event, he would have stayed home. But not this.

His unsatisfactory appearance would have to do. Besides, most of the people there had seen him worse. He wasn't exactly the picture of health, but he'd been a hell of a lot worse the last time they'd seen him. Painfully underweight, barely able to function when sober, self-destructive, miserable... Well, okay, that last one hadn't changed that much.

He shoved his phone, hotel key, and wallet into his pocket, picking up a jacket and leaving the hotel room. As he headed for the venue, it occurred to him everyone else who could be here. Cas, Oliver, Callum... Callum. Alex still didn't like to think about him all that much. Callum had broken him and had the guts to say it was for the best. And the worst thing was, Alex had still loved him. He'd buried himself in self-destruction, because Callum had been the only person to ever stop him from completely derailing. Alex's therapist had told him multiple times that closure would probably do him good, that reaching out to Callum might be for the best. Alex had disagreed. That said, if he ran into Callum... Well, they'd just need to see what would happen. Alex was in town for another while anyway, until his parents got back from their last minute holiday abroad.

The room was starting to fill up fast, even though the service itself didn't start for another hour. There was to be a reception before and after to encourage the memory of Lisa- although Alex wasn't planning on sticking around for too long after, especially if there were a lot of familiar faces attending. He kept his head down, taking a leaflet and heading to one corner. He just wanted this to be over already.






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They'd rebuilt the house. Somebody else lived there now and had made it their house, unrecognisable from Ellie's childhood home. Ellie was incredibly glad for that much. It made coming home so much easier- not at all like being at home. It was the town she'd grown up in, but without the painful reminders. Or, at least, most of them.

The scars wrapping around Ellie's torso were so easy to hide. They could be covered with just a dress. The fainter ones on her arms were slightly harder to cover, requiring her to wear a jacket. But even still, as she looked herself up and down, she could have easily been her old self. It was so easy to pretend that nothing had ever happened. Maybe everyone had forgotten and moved on. Maybe she could fly home in a week or two and leave this all behind for good. That thought was comforting.

As she left her hotel, she scanned the streets, watching for a familiar face. Then again, most of them were probably already at the service. She wanted to go, but she didn't want to deal with people. She was still going to be there almost an hour before the actual service or whatever it was began, but she wasn't intending on being all that social.

Nobody approached her in her short journey to the venue, something she was glad about. It was already pretty busy when she got there, which allowed her blend into the crowd pretty easily.

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Dettie did not want to be here. This place held too many painful memories. That bench over there, she ate ice cream with here mother on the bench. Under that big tree Dettie had her first kiss. God. Being back was so strange. Every time she walked past a corner she expected Cas to swagger up to her, grinning his cocky grin. When she passed her old school Dettie could of sworn she saw Gemma waving at her.

It was too hard being here. She'd stay a week, maybe a week and a half then she'd go back to Australia. It would all go back to normal and Dettie could live her dull, boring life.

Entering the reception Dettie realized that maybe she wasn't dressed correctly. Wearing a leather jacket, skin tight ripped jeans and a shirt low enough to show the tattoo on her collar down wasn't really funeral material.

Oops.

She picked up a leaflet, skimming it. Hopefully her appearance made people leave her alone. If an old friend came up and tried to talk to her it would be so awkward. Dettie didn't exactly have any friends in Australia and Cas was the only one she ever kept in contact with.

And if Gemma or Lina wanted to talk to her...well Dettie couldn't be held responsible for what she'd do. Seeing the two girl, women now she supposed, she fell in love with would shatter her whole not caring demeanor.

Keeping a careful eye out Dettie sat down on one of the free chairs. She flipped her sunglasses down, hoping they'd hide her face a bit.

A few hours then she could return to her hotel. She could do this.





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Gavin didn't like funerals. He didn't like chatting about his dead friends to strangers. And he definitely didn't like leaving Patty alone. But he wouldn't want Patty to be here. She was barely five and did not need to see a bunch of stuff adult crying around a dead body. Plus none of his old friends even knew had a kid, excluding Lina. He couldn't lie to his cousin even if he wanted to.

He had put on a suit for this and was really regretting it. The tie was digging into his throat and the dress shoes were uncomfortable. At least the venue looked good. Gavin would hate for Lisa to be remembered in a crappy place. She deserved more than that

He crossed his legs, drumming his fingers on his knee. It was getting crowed now. What time was it? Gavin glanced down at his watch and wondered how Patty was doing in daycare.

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Gemma dabbed at her eyes with a tissue as she tried to get herself to stop crying long enough to put on her waterproof makeup. She blinked and fanned, but it was no use. When she wasn't thinking of Lisa she was thinking of Callum and when she wasn't thinking about Callum she was thinking of Dettie-Alphie as Gemma called her. It was a mess. Giving up on the avoidance through thought tactic, she moved on to the music tactic. Her room filled with the sound of rock music and she turned it up a few notches so the sound would drown out her thoughts and she could focus on getting ready. This time it worked.

Within a half hour, she was made over and dressed. She hoped having bare shoulders wouldn't be a problem. As much as she didn't want to go, to be surrounded by those she didn't want to see who would most likely be there, she would be there for Lisa. Lisa who had walked in during... a session. Lisa who didn't tell anyone--after Gemma begged and cried. Lisa who listened. Lisa who studied with her. Lisa. She blinked back tears and fiddled with the chain of her gold seashell necklace. She still wore it, even after all this time locked in silence with her twin. After taking a deep breath, she grabbed her bag and headed out into the living room, shutting off her music on her way to the door. Her parents weren't home for they were both working, but she still had to worry about her houseguest, once and awkward companion turned to dear friend: Lina Stretton. The two were roommates for a time in college and bonded. Wonder what she thinks about seeing Alphie.. Gemma thought.

She moved towards the guest room and knocked. "Lina! We need to get going! I want to get there early so we can get seats where we're least likely to be seen!"

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Before they headed inside, Gemma took a deep breath. And then another one. When that didn't help, she grabbed ahold of Lina's clothing and allowed her friend to escort her inside. She kept her head down. She probably looked different anyway. Her hair was brown instead of pink and she grew a half an inch. She prayed that--if they were even there--Alex wouldn't see her, or Callum, or Cas, or even Alphie.. Too many people from her past. Too many questions left unanswered. Her stomach flipped. The room was starting to spin.

Then she saw it. The casket at the front of the room surrounded by so many flowers it might as well be in a field and not inside some building. With a sad smile, Gemma blinked back more tears. Lisa would love the flowers. She would probably hand one out to every guest as a thank you for attending her funeral. Ironic considering they were there to thank her for all she had done for them. The room stopped spinning. And they were walking towards wherever Lina was leading them. With another deep breath, Gemma lifted her head and held her head high, suddenly not caring who saw her. She would be brave today. She would be brave for Lisa.






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Callum stood staring into the mirror of his motel room. He was completely dressed and thought he was looking sharp, but when he looked in the mirror, he felt like a kid playing dress up. It wasn't so much that his clothes didn't fit. They just didn't fit him. If today turned out how he expected it to, he knew he would regret coming home. His parents didn't even know he was in town. Why would he tell him when he was leaving after the funeral. He came for Lisa. Lisa who watched him struggle with his best friend's health issues. She tried to give him advice, but in the end, she didn't know what it was like. But she was still there for him. After he left, she would occasionally message him on social media to make sure he was still breathing. It was nice. But now it was over.

He ran his fingers through his dark hair. With a frustrated grunt he flattened the strands to his scalp. Then scratched furiously at his head trying to give it a messy look. In the end, he just left it. He grabbed his things and brought them out to his car. In reality, he could've stayed in the back of his car parked somewhere remote, but in a town like this, it would be seen as suspicious. That and he needed a working shower and mirror.

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He recognized many of the faces. The blondes Dettie and Cas, Lovely Ellie, Isabelle... Flo.. no Flora... His heart stopped on another blonde standing alone in the corner. Something about his appearance made something in his chest crack. He thought leaving would help. That he would see the error of his ways. Callum was very very wrong. For Alex--though still standing.. still breathing--was like a walking corpse. He was so much thinner and his eyes were still filled with misery that the drugs would allow him to escape from. Callum wanted to badly to cross the room, look into Alex's bright blue eyes and say... He sighed. He didn't know what to say. Maybe a joke? "It's always hot in these corners. Ya know why? They're always 90 degrees." He muttered to himself in practice, but in the end, he couldn't move. He was frozen, staring at the boy--the man-- he loved and hoped he would look up. But at the same time, he prayed he wouldn't. Guess he would see what would win in the end. His hope or his faith.

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Dettie could not do this. She had thought losing people would be something she was used to by now. Reading about Lisa shouldn't bring back any bad memories. She crumpled the leaflet up and her hand, jumping as a voice went off next to her.

'Geez, you'd think someone died.' She turned, and the bring face she missed so much was staring back at her.

'Funny joke hot stuff. You picking up girls at a funeral? Low blow, even for you.' Dettie pushed up her glasses and smirked. There was something robotic about it. Like this look had been practiced over and over.

Then, it shifted. Her smirked turned into a smile, eyes wrinkled into a fond look. 'God I've missed you Pan. Talking over the phone just isn't the same.'

In a moment that was rather unDettielike she pulled Cas into a hug. Her glasses poked at him somewhere near the eyes and she laughed. Having her best friend here made everything so much easier. Things were never complicated with Cassie. She never had to worry about having feelings for him, and vise versa. He was like a little brother to her.

After a few seconds she let him go. Over his shoulder she got a glimpse of something. Wondering what it was Dettie rose in her seat to get a better look.

Immediately she wished she hadn't.

Lina and Gemma? So close together they were touching? Damn it now she was curious. Her plan was to just avoid them. She didn't want to bring up any bad memories for them but seeing them now Dettie had the biggest urge to go up and at least talk.

'Cassie. I need your help. My two ex's are over there and I can't talk to them alone. I'm evoking best friend code. You're coming with me.' Without waiting a second for argument Dettie stood, yanking Cas with her. She flipped her sunglasses back down, needing her mask.

In a brisk pace she hurried towards them, almost stopping too late to keep herself from crashing into them.

'Lina! Jewel! I, um....' Oh no she didn't have anything to say! She bit her bottom lip and turned to whisper to Cas.

'Help me!'

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Gemma continued to hold her head up, but she could feel her hands shaking. Her arm was still linked with Lina's and she had the urge to duck her head and lay it on her friend's shoulder so she could hide. She felt like everyone was watching her, which was fair because she was watching them now. Somehow she had missed Dettie, but she found Alex in a corner and across from him..

Her chest ached, something pulling her towards him. She could see the pain in his eyes and wanted nothing more than to wrap her arms around him and tell him it would be okay. For twins were never meant to be alone. And there was Callum. All by himself. And it was--partially--her fault. That's when she remembered that just he was the one who brushed her off every time she tried to talk to him. With a determined set to her shoulders, she turned her back to him and then sighed. Honestly, she would talk to him before everyone left all together, but right now wasn't the time.

Absentmindedly, Gemma found the back of her hand rubbing the side of Lina's arm comfortingly. She was struggling just as much and she would be a shitty friend if she only focused on herself. "You doing okay?" She whispered. Then she heard rushing footsteps coming towards them and turned her head slightly, attemption to see what the commotion was without turning around. She stiffened, her hand finding Lina's in her panic. "A-A-A" she swallowed the nickname, suddenly too nervous to use it. "Dettie and Cas are coming." And before she could blink, there she was.

Alphonsine Bernadette Cunningham. All five foot, eight inches of her. With her pale gold hair and sparkling blue eyes and those lips. Those stupid lips she stole a kiss from that lit her veins on fire. And that nickname, "Jewel". She could feel her heart racing, pounding against her ribcage. She almost pressed a hand to it in attempts to keep it from tearing from her chest. Her stomach was doing flips as she stared up at her love like an idiot. Oh she was going to be sick. She gripped Lina's hand in her shaking one and forced a smile she hoped was goddamn charming. "Dettie!" She exclaimed, much too nervous to use her super special nickname after all this time. "What brings you here?" She mentally smacked herself for the stupid question. Of course she was here for the funeral, but some deeper part of her wanted to hear something else. She wanted to hear her say "I'm here for you, of course." But flying pigs was more likely to come from Dettie's throat than those words.

"And Cas! It's good to see you."

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Eyes traced over the silhouettes of people she didn't know. Lisa's family mostly but a good amount of others too. Her eyes went back to the casket. Lina didn't want to go up there. She didn't want to see Lisa like that but in all honesty she doesn't like seeing anyone like that, dead. This funeral wasn't Lisa maybe Lina could through like an after funeral? Something after the actual funeral, something nice and not so depressing because Lisa was someone who was always smiling and it just didn't feel right remembering her like this. Slowly Lina began noticing a warmth on her right arm followed by Gemma's soft voice. "You doing okay?"

Lina stared at her for a couple of seconds, still in a slight daze. "Mhm," she lied giving Gem a small smile. After a few more moments of silence Lina was alerted by Gem's hand latching onto her own. There were a few stutters out of her mouth before she actually produced words. Words that Lina hoped were fake. "Dettie and Cas are coming." Before she could even respond there they were. Tall, blonde and beautiful like always. Her breath seemed to catch in her throat for a moment but she recovered quickly sitting up straight.

Somehow that nervous feeling she had before when she thought about seeing Dettie again wasn't as strong. Lina squeezed Gemma's hand reassuringly, feeling the soft tremors that came from it. Then there Lina was just staring like an idiot for what seemed like forever. What brought her back was Gem's little cringe worthy moment but she was nervous, Lina understood that and she was too. "Hey Dettie," a smile graced Lina's features but not just any smile. Although her words seemed casual as if she saw the woman just yesterday her signature fangy and childish smile spoke differently. "Cas," Lina nodded in his direction still smiling before returning her gaze back on Dettie. "It's been too long goldilocks." Lina couldn't help but to let out a small and short laugh at the nickname she had called Dettie many times before. Just hearing it roll off her tongue again felt weird but a good weird.

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Flora was starting to lose it. She had been successful at keeping herself together until now, but seeing Lisa's friends and loved ones so distraught... The feeling was contagious. She was always too sympathetic for her own good.

She was sitting near the middle of the room, quietly wiping tears from her eyes. Thankfully she wasn't wearing too much eyeliner for exactly this purpose. She could see her old classmates approaching each other and catching up. She felt like she should get up and join them, but she wasn't sure. She hadn't been close to any of them. Wouldn't she be intruding? Of course, she wasn't close to Lisa either. She was already intruding.

She felt her phone buzz in her purse. Her friend had sent her a stupid picture, along with a message.

u doing ok?

She smiled a bit and tapped out a reply.

yeah, awkward and sad but ok

Interacting with her friend snapped her out of her isolation. Looking around, she saw Gemma, Lina, Dettie, and Castiel together. They were the biggest group of people she knew, so she got up and approached them.

"Hey. How are you guys holding up?"

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The blond laughed as he started to speak.

"Good to see ya too Tink. I'm pretty sure we need to start Skyping or something. Then we could talk face to face...." he paused as she spoke that Lina and Gemma were here. His eyes widened as he noticed how close they were. Damn, they looked pretty cute together. But he was in this for Dettie. He walked with her and gave a silent laugh. He was kind of nervous, he nodded to Lina who he guessed he had never been more social with. Gemma on the other hand, they sometimes talked on the phone and complained about their love-lives. "Gemma, Lina. How long has it been?" the blond asked with a smile.

His eyes moved towards the door, like he was waiting for someone. Like he was hoping. Oliver hadn't shown up, and he was kinda grateful. Callum was talking to Alex, so he didn't want to come over there."Hey. How are you guys holding up?" he heard a female voice speak. He didn't really recognize the voice, but he turned around and saw her. "Pretty good, have you seen Oliver?" he spoke with a slight blush to his face.

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A flash of hurt came over Dettie's face at Gemma's lack of her nickname, but as quickly as it was there it was replaced by a stiff smirk. Maybe the both moved on. It would be healthy to, instead of laying awake at night thinking of how it could be. Her head tiled at Gemma's questions.

'I'm here for Lisa's funeral....' Behind her glasses her eyes widdened. 'Or do you mean why am I over here? I just, wanted to see you two? It's been years since we spoke and I missed you and I know you've both probably moved on, but....uh...' Her arm wrapped automatically around Cas's as she stuttered, looking for a way out.

God must be pitying her today because Flora showed up at the best time. 'Flora!' She said, waving her free arm towards the woman like they were old pals. Dettie hardly knew her. 'It's so good to see you. Wish it was under better circumstances, but what can you do.'

But now her smirk was back in her full on robot mode. Dettie looked and felt fake but that was so much easier than admitting how much seeing her ex's affected her. Especially when they seemed to move on. They even looked different. And what was going on with hie clingy they were? Dettie wasn't aware of them being close when she left.

She felt almost jealous. But of who? Dettie had no clue who she had stronger feelings for. Seeing them having eachother what great, but did Dettie even fit in with them anymore?

At least she'd always have Cas. Her grip on him tightened as he asked for Oliver. She knew how much her friend pinned over him. 'Hey Pan, wanna go out and do something after this? We'll invite Oliver if we find him, and uh,' she glanced at the other three girls. 'You three can come. We can do something in Lisa's memory or other shit like that. If...If you want that is.'

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Gemma reached out with a hand to bump fists with Cas. It was an awkward gesture that threw her back to high school where Dettie was the center of her world and... that other thing. With a gasp, she was back in reality. She tried to pretend she hadn't noticed the look of pain on Alphie's face. The last thing she wanted to do was cause her any more pain than she had before. Then again, wasn't it Alphie who had left? She smiled softly at the two before her, slightly heartbroken that she hadnt come for her. Not really. At the suggestion of moving on, Gemma snorted. Not like she had a lot of options. Who would want to date a bisexual psychiatrist?

"Forever" She said in response to Cas. "Hey to you too, Cas." It was ironic that the more people joined their conversation, the easier it was for her to breathe. She slowly softened her grip on Lina's hand, but found it difficult to let go. She wasn't sure if it was the warmth and strength it provided her, or if she just didn't want to rip away any warmth and strength she was giving Lina.

Flora joined and Gemma gave a soft, "Hey" in response to her greeting. Dettie invited Cas out to do something and then turned to the three girls. Gemma opened her mouth to agree, but stopped. She turned her attention to Lina. There was no way she could go if she wasn't there. She wouldn't be alone with her ex, but she might as well be if it was just Cas and Flora. She hoped her friend would have the answer that she didn't.






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Callum tried to focus on breathing. The last thing he needed was to pass out because his lungs didn't feel like working. It would be embarrassing. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, then pulled them out and let them hang at his sides. He placed them behind his back and then pulled them out front and crossed his arms. He was fidgeting, he knew, and jesus was he staring? He was staring! Like an idiot.

He groaned quietly and ran his fingers through his hair again, his gaze finally on something that wasn't on Alex. When he looked back, though, the boy seemed to be leaving. It looked like his faith had one, but then their eyes met and he froze. The room seemed to explode into a bright white nothing. It was just Callum and Alex. Callum felt a pull towards him, his leg tingled as it begged to take a step towards the blonde. He was so thin now. Callum could tell that he would be light. Like a bird. His arms tingled, wanting to hold him. To brush his bangs from his forehead. Kiss the pale skin there. Like he had before. Before the drugs.

The Drugs.

He was tossed back into reality as Alex strode towards him. "Hey" He said, his voice was like a melody that Callum knew by heart and he realized just how quiet the world was without the sound. His heart ached. He started to reach out to stroke the space where his cheekbone jutted from his skin, but dropped it. He stuck his hands into his pockets and feigned nonchalance. "Hey, Alex. Ya know why it's always warmer in the corners? They're always ninety degrees." He curled his hands into fists in his pockets, regret in his eyes, but the smile didn't leave his face. Idiot He thought. There was silence for a few heartbeats before he couldn't take it anymore.

He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. Jesus this was difficult. It was so hard to look at him and see the mistake he made in leaving. It was so hard to look at him and not want to grab him by the shoulders, pull him close, and kiss him. He wanted to pour all the words he couldn't seem to say into that kiss. But it wasn't going to happen so instead, he turned his eyes to his love, full of guilt, hurt, love, and apologies, and said, "Jesus, Alex. I-There are no--No--There aren't enough words that exist in this world that I could use to tell you..." He looked up at him from under his eyelashes, unable to make direct eye contact. It made him a coward, but at least he could get the words out. "To tell you that I'm sorry. To tell you that I was wrong." He laughed ruefully, "I was so wrong to leave. And I know there's no way you can find it it you to forgive me." He rubbed his face with his hands. Jesus. I'm so selfish. All I can think about right. Now. Is how badly I want to kiss you. But that's not-" He finally looked up, a small shimmer in his eyes. "That's not how it works. Look if you can find it in you to forgive me, that's all I ask for. If you can't.. Understand. I'm a dick and I messed up. And I'm sorry."

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They were running late. Though it really shouldn't have been a surprise considering Sage was knocked out drunk from smiley face blue pill and Captain Morgan rum combination. Jasper of course had been the one to clean her up though he did give her a rude awakening with a surprise cold shower which ended with Sage waking up swinging like she did every time he did this to her. Sage hated this but Jasper did mean well. She hardly ever slept and it was a miracle she managed to get more sleep than Jasper. She did comply when Jasper told her to get ready since she was sober for the time being to know that the events leading up to today had been tough on her younger brother.

It'd been a long couple nights for Jasper. He'd been booked by his Madam to accompany and older and distinguished gentleman for the evening. It wasn't entirely bad. He preferred his older customers with deeper pockets since they always seemed to spoil him and tip well. The man took him out for the night to attend a business type gathering which wasn't Jasper's first. He'd been shown off like a piece of arm candy so the man wouldn't appear single and finished the night off with his usual duties for his customer that always enjoyed booking him for such events. Once his job was finished, he went home at an ungodly hour that was normal in the city of New York before Sage as always since she was out partying and taking God knows what with her 'friends'.

The next day, Jasper had taken the liberty of packing for him and his older sister before heading to his school to inform his teachers of his short absence. He finished his day off by informing his Madam of his departure and getting a bonus of sorts by doing what he does best... Sleeping with her. The two had a rather inappropriate relationship between boss and employee. Jasper wasn't a fan of it but it gave him extra money in his pocket for the trip. Sage of course spent her time drinking and stealing from his stash of dope before Jasper got home to slip a sleeping pill into the drink he poured for her just so she'd hopefully pass out and make the flight back home peaceful and it worked.

After arguing back and forth over how to dress for the funeral, Jasper finally gave up and let Sage show up with him at the funeral in their expensive rental car. Jasper was dressed formally his own stylish flare added to it while Sage showed up wearing a not so appropriate t shirt and jeans with a flannel over it and a beanie to cover her wet hair that probably hasn't been washed for a week. They came in quietly... Well, Jasper did while Sage stumbled in having to grip her brother's arm to steady herself thanks to the drinks she was sneaking from her flask in her back pocket.

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Lina was never good with names but she somehow managed to always remember the names of people she has seen around a lot so when Flora approached them she had no trouble remembering her name. Which is saying something because even now Lina can't remember half of the names of the kids she had class with. "We're doing okay," Lina answered for herself and Gemma with a slight smile and nod. A greeting to Flora.

Lina would have liked to at least greet Flora properly but something kept pulling her attention away form the girl and that was Dettie. Something about felt off. Her smile fell and it was replaced by a questioning gaze. Some may say it was more of a glare but it wasn't. For anyone who knows Lina they would know that that expression meant that something felt off to her. Something she had to think or wonder about. That look hadn't lasted for more than a couple of seconds though as Lina was brought back into the conversation, choosing not to respond to Dettie's moving on statement.

Lina nudged Gemma softly, smiling. "Yeah, I was actually thinking about doing something like that myself. Now we can do it all together." she agreed, unconsciously managing to intertwine her fingers with Gem's. For a split second though, something caught her eye in the crowd. Well, two somethings. Two heads that sported brown hair, hair that she knew all too well. One belonged to her favorite cousin in the world that she hasn't seen in about a month and the other belonged to her lovable idiot, Jasper. With a new feeling running through her, excitement Lina almost leaped out of her chair. "Uhm, hey Gem wanna go greet some old friends?" even though they were mostly her friends, Lina didn't want to leave Gemma behind because she didn't know how she'd fare by herself. She knew seeing Dettie was harder on her than it was on herself but Lina was the type to always push her own feelings to the back of her head in order to focus her attention on someone who needed it.

Looking back at Dettie, Lina adjusted her blazer and licked her lips since they felt a bit dry. "Want to join us?" Lina's eyebrow rose questioningly. Somewhere deep down she hoped that Dettie would say yes but at the same time she didn't hold her expectations that high. Of course the invitation wasn't just for her though, it was also for Cas and Flora. She would be okay if they didn't but happy if they did.

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Flora was feeling better already. Sitting alone was just making her sadder, and the company had helped her ignore the whispers, too.

That said, the tension was palpable. Clearly there was some history between Gemma, Lina, and Dettie that Flora wasn't aware of. She felt a bit awkward for getting in the middle of whatever it was, but she decided not to mention it.

When Dettie suggested going out as a group, Flora smiled, her earlier discomfort forgotten.

"That sounds great. I'd love to catch up."

This was good. It was an opportunity to reconnect with people she wasn't close to in high school. Flora really regretted pushing everyone away as a kid, and she jumped at the chance to make up for that.

Plus, she didn't have many friends as it was.

She noticed Jasper and Sage entering and decided to join Lina and Gemma in greeting them.

"Sure, I'll come."

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A weight felt lifted from her shoulders as Lina agreed to Dettie's get together in honor of Lisa. Gemma wasn't 100% sure that was the real reasoning behind it, but it would be nice all the same.. Wouldn't it? She smiled at the group before her, a bigger and more genuine smile now that some of her stress and anxiety had eased. "Sounds like a plan, Alphie." She tried not to look down as Lina's fingers wove through hers and she felt something inside her shift. She paid it little mind though. Instead, her eyes focused on Dettie--on Alphie. She could say it now. In fact, she had almost without thinking. Maybe things could work out for the better afterall... couldn't it? "Also, we need to invite Callum."

Lina suddenly jumped up, pulling Gemma from her chair. She followed her friend's eyes and found her staring at two heads off in the distance. Both she recognized, but she hadn't interacted much with either of them. One was Lina's family, though and it was about time that she talk to him. If anything, she may finally have more friends than just Lina. Not that she needed more friends... Moving on.

Gemma nodded to Lina before taking one last glance at the group before them, her eyes lingering on Dettie for a heartbeat before she looked down to the ground. She could call her Alphie, but she couldn't make extended eye contact. Great. "Sure thing. You guys coming?"

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Alex stared at Callum's outstretched hand. What was he supposed to do? Shake it? That was all wrong. After everything they'd been through, a handshake was all wrong. Alex found himself in the rare position of actually craving physical contact. A handshake wasn't going to be enough to fulfill that. But would anything else be too much? Would he be giving the message that he wanted more, when he wasn't sure what he wanted? Or would a hug just be a hug between best friends?

Cas' arrival provided a welcome distraction. It felt like years since Alex had last seen him, and Alex's smile wasn't entirely forced. Cas stumbled over his words, and quickly apologised for interrupting. Alex shook his head. "It's fine, Cas. What type of thing is it? Because if it's painting nails and talking boys, I think I'll pass for tonight," he said, before immediately reconsidering. Was that pushing it too far? Would Cas be offended? He shouldn't have left the hotel room. He should have just stayed in and drawn and have avoided messing all this up. He wrapped his arms around himself, wanting to run out of the room and forget this had ever happened.






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Ellie hadn't missed the influx of arrivals. She'd been choosing to ignore them, until a few familiar voices reached her ears. Curious, she turned around- and immediately spotted a few friendly faces. Excitedly, she got to her feet and made her way over to them.

She wrapped an arm casually around Lina's shoulders, before noticing who she was talking to. He'd been a few years above her- but she couldn't quite place a name to him. "Hey," she said simply, before turning her attention to Lina.

"Have you been avoiding me or did you just disappear for a few months?" She asked. All the while, she was trying to think of the boy's name. Gerald? Gary? Something like that, she was pretty sure she'd heard his name somewhere before.

She wasn't quite sure what caught her eye- but something did, and she glanced over to see Jasper and Sage. Sage's appearance shocked her. She looked just as much of a mess as she had the night that Ellie had found her. She'd thought that with going back to live with Jasper and all that, things might get better but... maybe not. She could feel herself tensen a little, and just prayed that Lina hadn't noticed.

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ImageCallum stared at Alex staring at his hand and then stared at it himself. Suddenly self conscious about it, he withdrew his hand and stuffed it in his pocket just as Cas came striding up. He stammered a bit, apologizing for interrupting. He opened his mouth to say it was fine. Whatever was happening had happened, and Alex hadn't accepted or rejected or even said what they were now. A relationship in limbo seems like. Alex's smile made his heart ache. Both at how genuine it looked and because it wasn't directed at him.

Callum smiled a little forcibly, but said, "Who else is going?" His eyes, now able to pull away from Alex, searched the room for someone else he needed to talk to. Someone else he missed so much it left a hole in his chest. Gemma. She was with Dettie, Lina, and a few others on the other side of the room talking. "If the whole gang is going you can count me in." His smile was a little more genuine, but he couldn't ignore the fact that Alex hadn't answered him.

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Alex's smile became decidedly forced at Castiel's reply. Why did anybody ever allow him to open his mouth? Why did anybody ever let him leave his house? Why did he even bother waking up in the mornings? Everybody would probably better off without him in their lives. His arms tightened around himself, feeling like he was going to shatter into a million pieces. Wishing he would.

"I'll probably come, I'll let somebody know if I can't," he said, shrugging. He actually meant it as well- as shit as he felt, he did kinda want to meet with everyone again. Chill, relax, have a drink or two... He wasn't technically meant to drink, but one drink or two wasn't going to kill him.

Castiel's answer about what he'd been up to raised Alex's eyebrow. He sure as hell hadn't seemed like a youth pastor the last time they'd met. Although, that had been... what, a year ago? It had been as Alex was just out of his post-rehab destructive phase- enough to be let out of his house alone. Things could have changed... But for things to have changed so drastically in that time?

"Me? Oh, I've just been..." Recovering from addiction? Trying to function as a normal human being? "Taking some time out, trying to figure out what I'm gonna do with myself. I'm at the local community college, studying psychology right now. And, you know, still painting," he added, shrugging a little.

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Callum looked to Alex and--mentally cursing himself for it--offered, "I can give you a ride there if you want." His attention turned back on Cas he grinned, a not entirely false one either. "You involved in the church? That's not at all what I would guess for you. He realized how bad that sounded and he babbled to explain himself. "What I mean is, I know church was a big thing for your family, but not for you. Honestly I thought you'd be on dancing with the stars or something."

When Alex responded, Callum felt a sick sense of satisfaction that he didn't tell Cas about rehab like he told Callum. Maybe there really was hope for mending things. They still confided in each other. Not that Callum had shared what he had been up to, his new hobby few people really knew about him, with Alex. He flicked his interested brown eyes to Alex when he heard he was going back to school. "That's fantastic Alex! Seriously man. Last I heard, Gemma was going to school to study the same thing. Maybe you two can compare notes." Any excuse to get Alex into his house, to get his sister and his love in the same room, he'd take. Then he gave his own answer. "I've been traveling." he confessed, scratching at the back of his neck and winced. He needed to cut his nails. "Trying to find my place in this world. Looking at the beauty of this land we call home." Through a lens he thought but didn't say.

He wanted to tell Alex he hadn't found such a place and the farther from home he got, the tighter the chest felt. Like there was a string connecting him to something here that pulled tight as he got farther and farther away.

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The blond laughed. Callum was alright he guessed, he still thought that he and Alex were a subtle thing. He noticed some glances the two shred briefly.

"Actually, it wasn't. But I guess you do the things you need to make the people you love happy. Honestly though, speaking of family. Where are my damned siblings and parents? he spoke. His family attracted to funerals like money attracted to him at night. He smiled and put his hands in his pocket. His dark green-blue eyes seemed to widen, when he looked towards Callum, after he spoke. "I guess everyone has trouble finding their place...." he spoke before he turned to see one of the many banes of his existence in the same room. Obviously late, but he turned back to the two men, and sighed. "Any interesting people in your lives?" he asked, somewhat regretting the question the minute it escaped his lips. "I mean...like. New friends? he spoke, obviously failing to cover his question up, and he would mentally slap himself for it.

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Gemma was subsequently ignored by Sage, which would've annoyed her, but she stiffened in surprise instead. Sage was drunk. Sage was drinking when did that happen? She frowned and opened her mouth to say something but close it. I wasn't her place to say something. She wanted to ask Jasper about his sister, but again, it wasn't her place. And Jasper wasn't really a friend of hers. Just acquaintances. She let her eyes stray back to her brother on the otherside of the room, her chest aching seeing him so far away. He looks taller, She thought, and thinner..

Her thoughts were interrupted when someone beside her spoke. It was Dettie. Her heart ached even more at the sound of her nickname again. At least she could say hers now. Gemma turned, her brown eyes resting on her friend, her ex. Hey, Alphie. You know we already said 'hey' right? Um.. I've been busy. With school. Mostly." She chuckled awkwardly, messing with her hair. She suddenly wished Lina was still holding if not for any reason but to keep her from fidgeting. "Yeah. It has been a while, hasn't it?" She wanted to say it back. Part of her probably needed to say it. She took a deep breath and smiled softly. "I missed you, too".






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Callum ran a hand through his hair and gave an awkward chuckle much like his sister's. "Define interesting? I met a one legged sailor in Portland, a musician in the streets of New York, and an old vet that was homeless in Chicago. You mean some weird people on the road." He looked up, eyes locking with Alex's as he answered. "But if you're talking interesting interesting then I would have to say no one." No one replaced Alex. He tried in almost every city he had been in. He had been on a few dates, but no one made him laugh like Alex. No one made him smile like Alex. No one made him feel alive like Alex.

His gaze turned to Cas. "What about you, Man? Find anyone to suit your fancy?" He wasn't sure how many people would go for a youth minister, but who knew in this day and age? Cas was cute. Cherubic face with a dangerous smile. That had to be the perfect combination for someone.