𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

I'm sorry.

Angel sat in the corner of a white, empty room. It had nothing in there but a comfortable bed.

"How long has Angel been like this?" Charlie asked in worry ofnhe friend. "A week." Vaggie replied, she was also getting worried about the spider.

Angel rocked back and forth, staring at the ground with a maniac smile on his face.

He wasn't high.

He wasn't drunk.

He snapped.

He finally snapped.

Alastor stared at his husband through the glass in pure worry. "Papa, why is mama in there?" A child asked, looking up at the deer. "Mama hasn't been feeling like himself, Mochi." Alastor simply said, not wanting to stress his child.

"Go play with Nifty, alright? This is adult stuff." He said with a small smile. "Okay!" Mochi said as they went upstairs to do whatever with Nifty.

"What happened to my husband and why is he locked in a room?" Alastor asked, his voice full of spite.

"Angel came back from his walk and looked terrible, so I asked what happened since I'm basically his fuckin' therapist. And he fuckin' attacked me! He broke my goddamn wing!" Husk said angrily.

Alastor softened up slightly and looked back at the glass, looking at his beau.

Angel walked in circles inside of room.

I'm okay.
I'm okay,
I'm okay.
I'm okay.
I'm okay.
I'm not okay.

He looked up, finally seeing his husband stare at his in worry.

Angel perked up and immediately ran to the glass, smiling with pure joy. "Al! Ya back from ya trip!" He cheered with a smile.

Alastor smiled warmly. He grabbed his keycard and was about to insert it in the scanner to let Angel out until he noticed something was wrong.

"Angel. What the actual fuck happened to your hands." He asked, stepping away from the door.

The spiders hands were completely black. His arms covered in cuts and burns. Angel grinned at the sight of them. "Like 'em? Fucked 'em up myself."

Charlie's eyes widened, Vaggie looked like she was about to scream, and Husk spat out his alcohol.

Alastors ears were folded, his smile gone.

"What?"

"I fucked up my hands." Angel giggled.

"I'm too old for this shit.." Husk muttered.

The spider walked away, grabbed a knife from his boot and started scratching the walls of the white room with it.

"Someone get the knife before he hurts himself." Charlie says. Alastor inserts his keycard into the scanner and he walks in the room to Angel.

"Get any closer. I'll stab myself." Angel said with a large grin. Alastor stopped dead in his tracks like a deer in headlights.

"Angel, your not well. Please hand me the knife."

"If I cut out my heart, will I bleed to death, or will I be fine."

The spider pressed the knife against his wrist, feeling the cold, sharp edge cut deeply into his skin.

"Anthony. Please. Hand me the knife." Alastor warned, Angel giggled and started to cut deep lines into his wrists and neck.

Alastor snapped his fingers and the knife burned to ash.

A shadow tapped Alastors shoulder and whispered something into his ear. His eyes widened and he looked at the shadow below Angel.

Him and a shadow swapped places.

"Aww, ya figure it out?" The spider pouted, "Guess I hafta'-"

Alastor snapped his neck and Angel's body collapsed. "W- Wha."

"I'm so sorry, my love. Forgive me for this." He whispered as he touched Angel's cheeks.

Angel screamed in pain as the shadow slowly ripped out of his body. "FUCK! IT BURNS! AL! STOP IT, IT HURTS!" The spider cried, it felt like his insides were burning and his heart was being ripped out of his chest.

"A few more minutes, mon amour. I know you can make it through."

The spider kept screaming and crying until the shadow finally dispersed and disintegrated.

Angel's body fell against Alastor. "Your okay, my love. Your okay now." He whispered as he held his Angel close to him.

"Your okay now.."