Chapter 30

Anna and Cain share a quick kiss before the latter leaves later that night. As soon as Anna shuts the door, she lets out a long breath. Everyone else stands around to see if they'll get yelled at by the hormonal teenage girl for ruining everything or if she was okay with this meeting.

"Well," Anna says slowly, "that could've gone worse."

"Then I guess I didn't try hard enough," Gabriel jokes.

"The handcuff comment, though?" Lucifer grins. He lets out a low whistle. "Nicely played, little bro."

He and Gabriel share a fist bump.

"If you make another remark like that in front of my boyfriend, someone's gonna die," Anna tells him.

Gabriel quickly hides behind Sam, whom he somehow convinced to stay. Sam chuckles at his boyfriend, shaking his head in amusement.

"Sam," Michael says hesitantly. "At the risk of sounding like a gossiping high school girl, can I ask what happened with you and Cain?"

"Nothing," Sam replies, not in a dismissive way but as if literally nothing has transpired between them. "Why?"

"You two just seemed... unfriendly," Michael tells him.

"Not really," Sam replies. "I mean, we were never really friends, but we're fine."

"Right..." Michael replies, not seeming to believe it but not pushing.

"I'm going to take a shower and go to bed," Anna announces, walking away.

"Seriously?" Lucifer says in surprise, glancing at the clock. "It's barely seven o'clock."

Anna shrugs. "I'm tired. 'Night."

Once she's out of earshot, Lucifer asks, "How much you wanna bet she'll spend the next five hours on her phone?"

"Or she stayed up late on her phone last night," Michael suggests. "Maybe she really is tired."

"I'm guessing both," Castiel replies. "Phones are taking over our generation."

"But they're so much fun!" Gabriel adds.

(A/N Remember when Gabriel's name was Phone? Ah, good times. Well, Cas was pretty much going insane but whatever. Good times anyway.)

(A/N pt. 2 I think I had a plan for the rest of the conversation but I went to bed after the first A/N and now I forget if I actually had anything planned. I feel like I'm doing this a lot lately... Oops...)

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Gabriel and Sam spend the next forever chatting in the room Castiel shares with Gabriel, leaving the other boy feeling awkward because he can't interrupts their Sabriel moment, so he can't go to bed, and he's been tired for the last five years and would like nothing more than to sleep. Instead, he sits down on the couch in the living room and pulls out his phone to check the Twitterverse, not because anything interesting is happening but because it's a fun way to pass the time. As the fabulous David Haydn-Jones would say, it's time to do some mention homework.

Having a @CastielNovak music marathon today

Castiel smiles to himself. Well, that's a nice way to start his Twitter surfing. He gives the tweet a like as a thank you before scrolling to the next.

This Claire chick seems awesome. @CastielNovak really lucked out with her lol

It takes Castiel a moment to realize they would know something about Claire because she made the video on Facebook about the rape accusations. He should watch that, actually. He hasn't yet.

@CastielNovak hasn't tweeted in days and I'm kind of worried.

Castiel chuckles at that. He knows he's usually a bit hyperactive on Twitter and a break is unusual, but a couple days shouldn't raise too much alarm. He decades to confirm that he is, in fact, alive by quoting the tweet.

I've just been spending some time with my fam, waiting for rumors to blow over. Don't worry; I'm still alive. I'll be back to tweeting soon.

He inwardly cringes at the use of the word "fam," but he didn't have enough characters to write "family" out. Screw you, 140 character limit. He makes a mental note to check the responses before he goes to bed for real, then continues scrolling through comments.

Y'all are forgetting this rape thing too quick like @CastielNovak probably made the chick say that she was okay.

Castiel frowns and scrolls past that tweet without responding.

Does @ CastielNovak have a new album coming out this year or not?

When is he announcing the release date? Probably next month, right? Because he's releasing the album the end of June, so April would be the right time to announce it? He doesn't know this stuff; this is Jim's job. Castiel just makes the music.

@CastielNovak is seriously becoming the teenage asshole he never got to be

He can't deny that one, but it's a bit disheartening to see. Instead of spending time contemplating this, he skips to the next tweet.

Heard @CastielNovak's song on the radio and puked a little in my mouth

Castiel's frown deepens as he scrolls past that one as well.

Can't wait for @CastielNovak to go on tour so I can see him!!!

Well, that one's nice, at least.

Love @CastielNovak and all, but I think he reached his peak. He's just going downhill from here.

This is one he isn't sure about. He never really thought of it like that, but maybe it's easier to see to others. Maybe he'll be one of the last to notice that he's back to being a nobody in a few years.

Why does @CastielNovak get so much hate? He's just perfect <3

Castiel quotes the tweet with the words, I am so far from perfect, it's kinda scary. But it's tweets like these that keep me going <3

Next tweet...

Looking at @CastielNovak's crappy car, I would've thought he lived with his grandparents lol

Attached it a picture of his rental car, which is kinda creepy but kinda entertaining. He quotes the tweet saying, It's called the pimpmobile, thank you very much.

Granted, he really likes this pimpmobile, but whatever. He continues scrolling through his mentions.

@CastielNovak is a conceited asshole of a teenager. He doesn't deserve everything he's got.

"Whatcha doing?" Claire asks suddenly, flopping onto the couch with him. She looks over his shoulder at his phone. "You're neither an asshole or a teenager," she observes. "I think they got you confused with themself."

Castiel just shrugs as he scrolls by that tweet and to the next, which just says lol. It's probably a response to something he tweeted recently, so he moves on.

@CastielNovak's Wattpad has been inactive for weeks :(

Castiel quickly types out a reply.

Haven't had much time to read lately, but I'll be back there soon :)

He doesn't quote the tweet because he knows no one cares about his Wattpad, and there's no need to bore everyone else with that.

Gay celebrities like @TheEllenShow and @CastielNovak are what's wrong with this world.

"These people are complete assholes," Claire says, reading the tweet as well.

Castiel just shrugs again.

"Are you still able to talk, or...?" Claire jokes.

Castiel sighs. "Just tired." He looks at the time on his phone, about to suggest she go to sleep, but it's barely nine o'clock. Even in the Novak family, as random as they are, that's a bit early to mandate going to bed.

"Then what're you still doing up?" Claire asks. "Go to bed."

"Sabriel," he replies simply, knowing she'll recognize the name from the other times people have said it this week.

"Ah," she replies, understanding what he means. "Well, Twitter's fun anyway. What else are people tweeting?"

Castiel scrolls to the next tweet and reads it to himself.

@ CastielNovak is a fucking pussy fucking kill yourself you bitch

Immediately, Castiel exits Twitter. He can read hate to a point, but that's where he draws the line. It doesn't matter that they only did it to get a rise out of people — likely his fans more than himself. Castiel just can't stomach those tweets. Never has, and probably never will.

"I'm going to bed," Castiel announces, then amends, "on the couch. I'm going to couch. That's a new phrase now."

Claire gives him a small smile for his humorous efforts, but she wears a sympathetic expression. "Those people seriously need to fuck off."

Castiel sighs, putting his phone down on the coffee table. "It's what I signed up for when I chose a job in the public eye. Good night, Claire."

Claire frowns, clearly put off by his closed off tone. "'Night, I guess..."

Castiel lies down on the couch and curls up in a little ball like a child, willing sleep to come to him, but he knows he'll be awake for a long time. He always is.

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