Ashtray -Angel Dust Angst

Chapter 11

Angels Pov:

I woke up a couple hours later and saw 3 missed texts from Val. I can't keep avoiding him forever. I have to go face him. The longer I wait the worse my punishment will be.

Val: You can't hide forever Angel Cakes. Come down to the studio. I want to give you something.

Val: I'm giving you 2 hours to get over here or you'll be sorry.

Val: You have half an hour left. Then it's game over. I'm coming for you bitch.

I should go. Maybe he'll let me off easier if I get there soon. Husk was still asleep on the bed. Hes gonna be pissed I went back, but it's not like I have a choice. I thought about writing a note but didn't want him to try to track me down so I decided to just leave.

I arrived at the studio about 10 minutes before his deadline. When I walked in nobody was there. The lights were off and all the equipment was put away. I thought maybe it was just a prank. Or maybe him trying to see where I came from so he could track me down.

I turned to leave but heard a familiar voice whispered, "Angel. Where do you think you're going?" My stomach dropped. "Nowhere! I just didn't see anyone." I said with a giant smile on my face. The lights flickered on and revealed that he was sitting in a chair in front of me smoking a cigar.

"Where have you been? Don't lie to me slut." He said blowing a little bit of smoke into my face. I held up the faulty smile regardless.

I stayed silent. I figured saying nothing at all would be better than giving up my one hiding spot. "Answer me when I'm speaking to you slut!" He yelled and slapped me across the face. Warm blood trickled down my face as I stared with a blank expression. I suddenly felt like a fool for leaving the hotel. This is completely my fault, I should have just listened.

I stood up slowly and tried backing away from him. Bad idea. He knocked me into the floor with one hand. My nose hit the ground and started bleeding all over the place. "You still haven't answered my question Angel cakes. WHERE. HAVE. YOU. BEEN?" He said getting visibly angrier by the second. He grabbed the desk he was standing at. I saw the fury in his eyes and knew I had to get out of there.

I scrambled to my feet and tried running to my dressing room. It has a lock. If I can make it in there I can escape out the window. My heart was racing. Just as I thought I had made it Val knocked me over the head with the desk. My vision turned white and blotchy, and then slowly started to fade. I started panicking. If I pass out I'm fucked. Val stood off to the corner finishing his cigar watching me drip with blood. It looked like he was holding a small camera, filming me. That sick fuck. The door's right there. I just have to make it a few more feet.

I pulled myself to my knees and used all my strength to crawl into my room. I flicked the lock shut and took a breath after what seemed like years. The room began spinning around too fast for my eyes to even see it. The white blotchiness came back. Light, light, light.

And then darkness.

I woke up in the room eventually. It was dark outside. My head hurt like hell. I had bruises all over me. Blood stained my clothes and pooled everywhere on the floor. I checked myself for broken bones. Wouldn't be the first time. Thankfully I was probably fine.

My phone was shattered but still worked okay. I had a bunch of missed calls from Charlie, Husk, and even Cherri. How long was I out? I looked at the time, 2:28 am. Shit I've been out for like 12 hours. I'm kind of surprised Val just left me here. I guess he got bored of waiting or something.

I tried standing up but I was still really dizzy. I held onto the wall and limped onto the bed. My entire faced was drenched in blood. Disgusting. I thought about what I should do. Maybe it would be best to just stay here for a while. But Val will be back here in like 6 hours. And I should probably get back to the hotel. Charlie's probably worried and Husk probably wants to break up. I'd rather take all the pain at one time rather than in parts.

I called Charlie first.

Angel- Hey Charlie.

Charlie: ANGEL!! THANK GOODNESS YOU'RE OKAY I WAS SO WORRIED! WHERE ARE YOU? ARE YOU HURT?

Angel: Im... okay. I'll be home soon.

I hung up. I don't want to talk about it or explain anything, I just wanted her to know I was alive.

I decided to just talk to Husk at home. Even though it would probably be easier to take it over the phone, I need to see his face. Even if he's super upset, even if we break up, I just want to see him and hear his voice.

Feeling a little better (physically at least) I gathered all my strength and stumbled out of bed and out of the studio into my car. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing the hard part was over. Now I just have to drive. And I'm an amazing driver. One time I drove high, drunk, blindfolded, and while fucking some dude. Sure I crashed into a tree and the car set on fire but that's besides the point.

When I arrived at the hotel I felt a rush of guilt. What are they gonna say? Im still drenched in blood. I shouldn't have left in the first place, they're gonna hate me.

Quietly I tipped open the door hopeful that maybe everyone had gone to bed and I'd be able to sneak into my room without anyone noticing. Nope.

Husk heard the door open and looked up from the bar. He ran over to me and stared at me in shock. "Hi." I said flatly with tears in my eyes. I was so happy to be home with him, even if he hates me now. "What the fuck." He said completely monotonously. It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

"I'm sorry." I whispered looking at the ground. He stepped closer to me. Out of instinct I shielded my face. "Angel.." he said in a tone I had never heard from him. I kept my eyes shut waiting for the lecture. But instead he pulled me into a tight hug. I hugged him back feeling the tears spilling off my face.

"I'm so glad you're okay. I was worried. I tried calling and you wouldn't answer your phone." He says looking at my beat up bloody face. "Let's go upstairs." He said tilting his head in the direction of Charlie sleeping on the couch.

I took a quick shower and washed all the blood off. My head still hurt really bad but at least most of the cuts weren't very deep. Feeling absolutely exhausted I plopped down on the bed next to husk. He looked more shaken up than me. "Did he do that to you?" He asked in disbelief. "Mhm." I said trying not to think about him or my throbbing head.

He turned around and grabbed my arms to hold me close to him. "I'm sorry this happened to you. You don't deserve it at all. But this is why you need to stay here. This hotel can keep you safe. I don't want anything like this to happen again. I love you." He said. I just laid there silently enjoying the first second of peace I've had all day. "I love you too. And trust me, I'm NEVER going to step foot in there again." I said with a chuckle.

Somehow he made the pain hurt less. I felt safe with him. I feel genuinely happy and loved around him. "Thank you for sticking around Husk. You mean a lot to me." "Yeah yeah get some sleep idiot. Or you're gonna feel like crap in the morning." He said.

And despite everything, I went to bed with a smile.