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Angel eyed Alastor in confusion, what was his game? There was no way Alastor actually cared about him. But why was he doing this? It was probably some sort of sick joke for Alastor's entertainment. Still though, there was a small part of him, a tiny bit in the back of his brain that had a sliver of hope, maybe it was more than just a sick game.

Alastor came down and looked at everyone in his usual smiley tone. No one could tell even if they tried that he cared about Angel, he did though. He knew the most, he had helped Angel the most. He didn't want to tell the others, he could not let anyone know he actually cared. Especially about Angel. He was confused as to why Angel was fighting it so much. But of Angel fought he would fight too, he didn't want anything and happening to him.

Angel went downstairs and noticed everyone was looking at him weirdly. His cheeks were hallow and his eyes were sunken, at this point he was even thinner than Alastor. He didn't notice any of these not so small changes.

The others did though,and Charlie looked at Angel and sunk her head unit Vaggie, tears forming in her eyes. It absolutely destroyed her to see Angle like this, she really cared about him. But she just could not get him to eat. Husk always looked away when Angel asked for a drink, he was unhealthily thin and it made him incredibly uncomfortable. He wanted to help, but as all of them thought, how could they?

Angel felt awkward as he walked past the group of demons. Was there something wrong? Had he done his makeup wrong this morning or what?
"Hey guys why the fuck are you staring at me like I'm gonna die?" He asked as he picked up his phone of the bar counter. Charlie choked back a son, no one responded.

Angel sighed and shrugged, he couldn't get answers so he was just going to go back upstairs. Before he went though Charlie said something,
"M-me and Vaggie are... Gonna g-go out side... Fresh air!! Yo-you know?" She was stuttering alot and Vaggie just nodded and stood Charlie up. They left and Charlie took one more look at Angel and mumbled something he couldn't hear,
"Please eat..." They left and Husk and Alastor stood in the room awkwardly. Husk lit a cigarette and went outside,
"If you need me, ima take a quick smoke." He said and exited soon after the two.

Angel smiled at Alastor he pointed to upstairs and slid up the stairs, winking at the demon. Nifty was no where to be seen, she was probably cleaning some of the other rooms. He looked around the empty hotel, fancy vases, pictures of Charlie's family and Apple designed things were the only decoration amongst this bland hotel.

Angel went upstairs and only his bedroom, he locked the door, he was tired of Alastor coming in as he pleased, he then realised the demon could teleport, but he didn't care. Why would the demon even want to be in his room, or near him for that matter. He suddenly began feeling dizzy and he held himself steady. He stumbled but took a deep breath and looked at his phone. He had 33 missed messages between Valentino and Vox. He sighed and opened up the messages, the last messages he left read were the ones saying he could be off. Then there were some pictures of him he had put on his Instagram, him hanging out with the others, in each one he seemed thinner and thinner.

Fake friends
They don't care about you
Pathetic
They don't love you
They all thing you are a useless slut
She thinks your lazy and stupid
No one would ever love you
Come back to us Angel
That radio guy hates you the most
The princess is using you for nothing more than to get other peoples attention
You'll never be redeemed
You are weak

After all of those messages you are weak kept repeating itself, Angel scrolled through the messages and tears fell onto his phone screen, he dropped the phone suddenly and-

Alastor scrolled through all of the channels, bored out of his mind. He would never stoop so low as to watch these idiotic picture shows but, what else could he do. He turned the TV off and threw the remote on the couch. He got up and looked through the glass front door. Husk sat on the steps smoking and looking absolutely miserable. He watched him and held his staff. He spun it around in his hand and something whispered something into his ears,
"You love that spider..." His hand clenched around his staff and his ears perked up, he turned around to see his shadow wink at him and disappear.

He shook his head at the thought, whenever he would think about wether he loved him or not the thoughts in his head arguing with eachother were just to much. He suddenly heard a loud thump that came directly from where Angel dusts room was situated.
"Husk! Husk quickly!" He shouted. Husk couldn't hear him. He ran up the stairs and opened Angels door, it was locked. He panicked and them remembered that he could teleport.

He teleported into the room and found Angel there, laying seemingly lifeless on the floor, his phone next to him. He picked Angel up and wiped a tear from his eye. He felt a very faint and shallow breath and sighed in relief. He wiped his own tear from his eye which he hadn't realised was there. Still holding him in his arms, he ran out of his room and outside to Husk,
"Husker quickly!" He shouted at the cat.

Husk turned around and his eyes widened at Angel, he looked so peaceful. Alastor held Angels cold hand and stared at him in worry. Husk jumped up,
"What the fuck happened!" He asked and Alastor grabbed Husks arm,
"No time! Quickly now!" He teleported straight to the hospital, he demanded a room for Angel and when he was denied he rushed into an empty ward. The doctors could do nothing as the enraged demon gave them a death state and they immediately began checking up on Angel.

Husk and Alastor were pushed out of the room and Alastor paced the floor of the waiting room. Husk looked at him and sighed. He had never seen the radio demon like this, as long as he had known him it was a bright smile and not a care for anyone. He seemed to actually be worried, to actually care about Angel. Alastor didn't have a smile on his face and he actually looked like he could cry. It actually made Husk quite glad he was showing some sort of emotion. It showed he cared, there was something special about Angel.

He then realised how Alastor would react if maybe what happened to Angel was serious and... He didn't manage to make it. His thought were cut short by a ringing, it was a 1920 french song he had never heard, it was Alastor's phone and he almost dropped it before picking up,

Alastor: Hello what do you want?

Charlie: Al? Are you okay where are you guys?

Alastor: Yes yes we are at the hospital come quickly!

Charlie: What happened! Who? Are you all okay?

Alastor: I'll explain it all when you are here, it's Angel...

Charlie: I'll be right there.... Good bye.

Alastor hung up and shoved the phone back in his coat pocket. He looked over at Husk who heard the conversation and Husk just nodded. There were many different loud noises in the hospital but nothing could compare to the loud static that went over everything. Alastor switched between radio stations and he held his head down and he looked miserable.

Charlie and Vaggie finally arrived after a ten minute drive and immediately found Alastor. He was no longer pacing but sat on the chair with his head in his hands, Husk sat next to him and looked relieved to see the two,
"Charlie! Vaggie! Fucking hell everything's going crazy!" Alastor jumped up and put a large smile on his face realising they were there. They looked at him in worry and he just pretended nothing had happened,
"Girls! Poor Angel is in the ward, let's hope he's alright!" He didn't know what to say, he was acting awkwardly and he smiled at the two.

They all waited together in the waiting room, Charlie was crying and being comforted by her girlfriend. Alastor kept his smile but sat far away from the others, Husk watched him, he wanted to help his friend, but he knew that Alastor hated getting help. They waited as more demons came in and out of the hospital. Alastor was clawing the blue hospital chair and you could see the carvings from his sharp nails. They were all extremely worried for the safety of his friend, they didn't even know what happened. But they didn't think they could ask him, not now.

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