"Frank promise me you're not gonna get drunk tonight,"Miranda pleaded.
"I can't promise that. That's like asking me to drink decaf. I can't do it."
"Frank. Asking you to drink decaf coffee and asking you not to drink at a wedding are two very different things,"Miranda sighed heavily.

"I'll- I'll try."
"Thank you,"Miranda sighed again, telling me that she knew I wasn't going to try at all.
"Just- try to have fun okay? Ignore Gerard. Act like he isn't there and just have fun. Your friends are getting married. Try to focus on that."
"Okay,"I took a deep breath and gave my tie a tug,"I look like a piece of crap but it'll have to do because I cant be fucked doing anything about it."

"Frank you- fine. I've gotta go okay?"Miranda was frustrated.
"Thanks Miranda. I owe you."
"Damn right you do. It's all gonna be fine okay?"
"Yup. Have fun at your party thing. Love you!"
"Love you too, Frank."

I dropped my phone down onto my bed as Cas came out of the hotel bathroom.
"Dude you need to fix your tie,"He smiled.
"I know. I can't tie these things,"I sighed.
"Here,"Cas walked over to me and grabbed my tie, pulling it out and redoing it.

"There,"He smiled as he tightened it,"That's much better."
"Thanks."
Last night, I had gotten very drunk. Cas had only been half as drunk but drunk enough to fuck me into the mattress.

"You ready to go?"I said as I grabbed my suit jacket.
"Yup. You better not ditch me for your friends,"Cas said, pulling his own jacket on.
"Wouldn't dream of it,"I smiled. He winked back at me before looping his arm through mine and
we left to get to the ceremony.

-time lapse-

The address of the ceremony was two streets away from what used to be Dean's old house. Having to pass the street was making me feel extremely sick. I was doing whatever I could to banish the thoughts of that dreadful night but little flashes kept breaking through. Claire telling me how Dean had hurt her. Helping her climb out the window to get down the tree and into Gerard's car. Finding Lily tied up in the basement.

"Hey Frank you okay?"Cas placed his hand on my arm gently, pulling me out of my thoughts as the taxi slowed down.
"Uh- yeah. Just a few bad memories,"I muttered, taking in a deep breath.
"Aw well don't let them get you down. This is a happy day for celebrating!"He smiled widely at me.
"Yeah. You're right,"I smiled back.

Despite not actually knowing Mr Stump or Miss Bellato for that long, it made me happy to know that they had thought to invite me. It made me even happier to realise they were getting married. Then it hit me that it had taken Mr Stump over ten fucking years to propose. I let out a chuckle at the thought.

"What are you laughing at?"Cas asked as the taxi stopped outside a big white house. The street was lined with vehicles and the sidewalks had people in nice clothing dotted about.
"Just thinking. It's taken Mr Stump over ten years to pop the question,"I grinned and got out.
"Seriously? Oh my god,"Cas chuckled at me over the top of the cab.

I paid the driver and folllowed Castiel up the pathway lined with rose bushes and pale green balloons. Both of us were silent as we followed the crowd into a large living room filled with people. The hum of conversation flooded my ears. I snagged two glasses of champagne from a passing waiter and handed one to Cas.

"So, see anyone you know?"Cas asked as we surveyed the room.
"Nope. Not one person. I think I see one of my old teachers but I could be wrong,"I stared hard at the old guy staring back at me. After another second of awkward staring, he pushed away from the wall and made a beeline for me.

"Oh crap,"I groaned. it was my old english douchebag of a teacher.
"Franklin Iero. Am I right?"He stared down at me from underneath his bushy grey eyebrows, towering over me and even Cas.
"Yes Sir,"I muttered and took a sip of my drink, enjoying the fizz of the alcohol.

"What did you do to your hair?"He kept looking at me with this cold calculated glare.
"I-,"I pasued, trying to remember how I had my hair at the moment. Black mohawk with bright red sides,"I made it the way I like it. What did you do to yours? A lot greyer than I remembered,"I smiled at him. A look of shock and outrage flashed across his face. Cas was just standing by, unsure of what to do.

"I always knew from the moment you transferred into my class you were bad news. And then there was that whole thing with that Dean guy. Just knew. And here you are, fresh out of prison sporting Mr Hotshot over here,"He nodded to Cas. I was about to look down at my feet to try and brush off his rudeness before I remembered that I was actually almost twenty five and wasn't a student of his.

"Look dude, I can't even remember your name. Thats how insignificant you are. You can judge me all you fucking want but I'm not actually going to care what you think about my choices. They were my choices and none of them concern you. So just fuck off will you?"
"I- you-"He spluttered. I held the eye contact, enjoying the way he squirmed. He finally cleared his throat and left, literally choking on his own words.

"Go Frank,"Cas smiled at me in awe.
"I can barely remember him at all. But I'm sure he was an asshole. He gave me proof of that anyway,"I grinned back at him. I took another look around the room. That was when I began to notice people looking at me. Talking to someone else, very obviously, about me.
"They're all gossipping about me,"I sighed.

"Oh so let them gossip. They've got nothing better to do,"Cas sighed as I sculled the rest of my drink. A few seconds later someone appeared at my side, topping up my drink. As soon as it was done, he smiled and started to walk away but I stopped him. I drank all of my glass in one go and winked at him as he filled it up again.
"Alright. I feel better,"I smiled widely. Cas gave me a worried look but before I could comment on it Mr Stump was suddenly in my face.

"Frank!"
"Mr St- uh Patrick!"I amended myself as he embraced me in a hug.
"Glad you could make it,"He let go of me and smiled at me widely from under bleach white hair.
"Glad I could come,"I smiled back,"You look good man."
"Yeah yeah you too. So uh who's your date?"

"Oh!"I grabbed Cas and dragged him next to me,"This is Castiel. He's my uh... We-"
"Work mates but sort of getting closer,"Cas cut in.
"Work mates hmm? Don't you own a coffee shop?"Patrick asked as I cringed inside. That would not work.
"It's-"Cas started to say something but I stopped him.
"It's a difficult story so saying work mates is just a lot easier,"I sighed.

Patrick nodded like he understood. We stood in silence for a second before he said,"No Claire? Lindsay's gonna be upset. She wanted to see how she was doing on the guitar."
"Oh yeah uh Lily couldn't get the time off of work and she didnt really want Claire skipping school when she's got a big test coming up or something,"I shrugged my shoulders and drank the rest of my drink.

"Oh thats a shame. How is she doing on the guitat then?"
"Brilliant! She a school play about a month ago and wrote some of the music and was part of the uh music people,"I smiled, happy to be showing off my little sister.
"Really? Thats awesome. I-"Patrick cut off at some yelling in a different room,"Ugh, I'll be back."

I nodded and he was off in a flash.
"When does the actual ceremony start?"Cas asked as I swapped my empty glass for a full one from a passing waiter.
"Not sure. Why?"I asked, drinking most of my drink.
"Because I was won- I think we should go into a different room,"Cas said suddenly, putting his arm around my waist and pushing me forwards.

With the alcohol already setting in, giving me a warm buzz in the pit of my stomach, I almost fell over. If it wasn't for Castiel's arm around my waist I would be on the floor.
"What? Why?"I looked over my shoulder as we walked and saw the reason. He was scanning the room, looking for me probably. We escaped the room as Mikey appeared at his side, growling at him about something. Now we werein the kitchen.

"Oh look, we're starting the ceremony now,"Cas smiled at me as we saw people flooding out through the back door and into the garden. We joined the throng, me sweating ridiculously, and Cas looking happy to be there.

Out in the garden was beautiful. It was a wide open space filled with what seemed like a gazillion different flower bushes. There were about 5 trees bare of their leaves despite it being the middle of spring. All over the ground though was the blossom from the trees. There were about 300 chairs set up, all facing an altar. There was a huge archway covered with roses above where Patrick and Lindsay would soon agree to spend the rest of their life together.

It was a gorgeous day. The sun was shining and there wasnt a cloud in sight. The air smelled sweet and there was a happy atmosphere. I shoved Gerard and that god forsaken song to the back of my mind and grabbed a seat at the end of a row close to the front.
"No don't sit behind him he's a crazy murderer"Someone said not too quietly behind me. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. I downed the last of my fourth glass as Cas placed his hand on my leg.

It took about ten minutes before everyone was seated and Patrick was up the front with the bridesmaids and groomsmen. At the sound of the music, everyone stood up and looked to the back where Lindsay was making her journey down the aisle. From what I could see, she looked utterly gorgeous. A long flowing white dress with her hair curling around her face. She looked beautiful. She reached the end of the aisle, we all sat down and the ceremony began.