Blissful Sins

4. Shes your what!?

If you can catch the movie reference I love you. Also some angst and gore.

Angel dust

I glare at Alastor, trying to imagine my Albert. He wouldn't have kicked me out. "Anthony, I want to emphasize that I am truly sorry for my actions." I keep glaring at him, trying to find the strength not to yell. "How long?" Not clarifying what it is I'm asking. "Excuse me?" 

"How long did you know he was alive!?" I yell, losing any patience I had. "A month before the attack, that's why in the coming weeks before it I was out so much, the night I threw you out I had gone back to the human realm, that's how I was able to find my mother." He murmurs, me barely able to hear him. 

"Why did you do it?" I cry, breath shaky. "My father as you know wasn't a very good one, I panicked at the very thought of having a child in fear I would turn out like my father. My heart was also still longing for you Anthony, if I had known you were pregnant I never would have kicked you out, rather I would had known it was you or not." 

I bring my knees up to my chest, completely in tears now. “Did you actually love me when you didn’t know I was Anthony? Or were you just using me for sex?” He takes a deep breath in. “You know me Anthony, I’ll kill anybody but I’ll only sleep with someone I love.” He chuckles, wiping the tears from his eyes.

Alastor

I stare at the ceiling, not wanting to face Anthony, face the hurt I caused him. I never should have kicked him out, he didn’t deserve it, our child didn’t deserve it. This past week has been killing me slowly. The guilt drives me closer to the edge with every passing day.

“My dear I don’t have many regrets, but what I’ve done to you is one of them. The very thought that I could have caused your second death haunts me every waking moment.” I take a deep breath in, taking Anthony's hands in mine.

“I will do everything, give my soul, to prove just how sorry I am. Please Anthony, I want to be there for you and our unborn child. I want what we couldn’t have whilst alive. A child, running around, breaking things, making a mess, ruining our afterlives in the best way possible.” Black tears finally leaving my eyes, my voice cracking. 

He cups my cheek in his hand, looking up at me with his pink mismatched eyes I’ve come to admire so much. “I don’t forgive you just yet, but I know you didn’t want me to get hurt. That's good enough for me.” He laughs, giving me a quick kiss.

I press our foreheads together, taking in that sweet bubblegum scent I love so much. “Ok lovebirds you guys are going to make us all puke.” Husk grumbles and he and the others step in. “Oh Husker fear not I’m sure you’ll find someone one day.” 

“Asshole.” Everyone, including myself bursts out laughing. Husk drinking from his beer bottle. Oh how I enjoy making a fool out oh Husker.

Angel dust

“Hey Angie, any idea when you’re getting out of here?” Cherri asks. “They said probably in the next week, fuckin’ sucks in here.” I groan, I’ve been bored out of my mind here, even Al is busy, being forced to go back to the hotel. The fuckers won’t even let me stand up and walk. 

“When you get out of here we’re starting a turf war.” Cherri laughs, Charlie looking at her annoyed and Vaggie clearly done with our shenanigans.

“Or how about we all go out to dinner.” Charlie laughs nervously. “Charlie let them have their fun, they just want to enjoy themselves.” I smile at Al, he isn’t entirely in support of me getting into dangerous situations but he lets me have my fun.

“Thanks Al.” I laugh, him nodding at me. “Dinner does sound nice though, the hospital food isn’t exactly 5 stars.” The last thing they gave me was some instant mashed potatoes and beans. “How about Mimzys?” Niffty suggests, hopping up onto my bed. “Sure.” 

The thought of Mimzys reminds me of when Al confessed. I look over at Al, noticing he has sweat going down his forehead and his creepy smile wider than usual. “Al are you alright?” I ask, worried he's not one to get nervous.

“Never better my dear, it is getting quite late please do rest up.” Everyone leaves, all saying their goodbyes before long it's just me and Al again. “Ok tell me what's going on Al.” I demand, him not being able to avoid the question now that everyone is gone.

“Promise not to get too mad?” Ok somethings up and I know I won’t like it. “Depends what it is.” He takes a deep breath before continuing. “She's my ex.” 

“She’s your what!?” I yell, ripping out chunks of my hair. “Don’t be too upset I never liked her, she definitely believed I did, either way I doubt she wants anything to do with me” That's when I remember she was murdered, was that Al’s doing!?

“Wait a second, are you the one who killed her!?” He stares at me for a long while before finally speaking up again. “Yes, she was my first victim.” 

Alastor

The grim reaper of New Orleans, oh the fond memories of all my victims come flooding back to me. Mimzy was my first victim and her murder will always be my favorite. Her screams of pain, her crimson red blood mixed with water filling up my tub and spilling onto my bathroom floor.

Her eyes popping right out of their sockets, her golden blonde locks covered and matted with blood, the bloody handprint left on the walls. "ALBERT!" Anthonys yelling pulls me out of my thoughts. "Yes my dear?"

"When were you plannin' on telling me this!?" He yells, grabbing one of his pillows and throwing it at me, hitting me in the face and falling to the ground.

"Eventually.." A long pause following after, as I silently bend over, picking the pillow off the floor and placing it on the bed.

"GET OUT! "

A/N

Sorry for taking a while, I've been busy ass day haha, new chapter Thursday. Love ya <3