What Once Was

Chapter 24.5- Last Minutes Before The Curtains Rise

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-Charlie POV

We got onto the elevator. We still had some spare minutes to relax. I placed my phone back in my pocket with a sinking feeling in my chest.

"She hasn't texted you?" He asked, clearly referring to Vaggie.

"No. It's unlike her.. it's like yeah we might get into an argument but we tell each other where we are just in case something happens. She must've left her phone."

"Yeah she probably did in her fit of frustration." He commented. "Don't worry she'll probably be back any moment." He seemed to fix around at his clothes as if he was growing uncomfortable.

"Do you share the same train of thought, regarding Alastor's presence here, and his possible ill intentions?"

"I'm no saint to criticize others. But , I rarely have interacted with him since I've known him." I guess that was true as the two didn't really talk. Al grew aggravated with Angels sexual remarks and lack of taking things seriously.

"Alastor... Alastor... Alastor.... Would be funny if he magically appeared here like the legend of Bloody Mary." He snickered to himself whike he stared at the elevator doors.

"Yeah."

"Do you think that's how he does it? When he makes deals with humans?"

"Now that you mention it, he rarely mentions that. Maybe it's just his personal affairs, or a myth made up by some demons."

"Do you think that's his name? I mean, most powerful demons keep their real names a secret. And what they're referred to as now is what's considered an 'artistic name'."

"Al seems like an Alastor. You know what I mean? Like that name fits him exactly."

"Right. Anyways, the thing is why do you defend him so much? Vaggie is your girlfriend. One would think that maybe you would side with her in everything."

"I guess.. but I like seeing the best in people. Like you for example. I know you have your own shit and I'm not going to pressure you into telling me. But I know you're a good person, deep inside." I told him as I stared up at him, watching his eyes briefly widen, and let out a soft sigh.

"Vaggie has her own shit as well. She's told me and it's a lot to bear; A lot she has to carry on her shoulders. Which is why I don't expect her to have the same ideology as mine."

"Oh really? Such as ..?"

"Oh that's not for me to say. " I immediately responded as if it was already pre-recorded. "She isn't really opened about it, and that's her own story to tell."

"Okay... guess I'll probably nag about it to her later."

"Wait... was Fat Nuggs still sleeping when we left? I don't want him to cause trouble later on tonight. Better yet, for him to come into trouble. I should double check-

"Don't worry, he was still on the bed when we left, curved into a little ball sleeping. Besides the area is off limits for the guests as that hallway is just staff rooms."

He sighed in relief. "Oh.. okay.. got cha, thanks Princess." The eleveator doors chimed open, announcing our presence to the lobby.