Beauty Behind the Mask

Now That's Entertainment!

15 years... 15, long, slow, painful years in hell. Extermination was yesterday, and Angle had some work he had to do for Valentino. God you hated him. There were countless times you had to patch up Angel's wounds, or pick him up when he came home from work.

Currently you were staying in your room at the 'Happy Hotel' a place where the Princess of hell herself, Charlie, hoped to rehabilitate sinners. She did this to try to stop the extermination that happened every year.

While extermination itself was hectic already, the day after was just as bad. With a lot of sinners deaths, it left tons of territories available. This caused tons of fights to happen, and even more death.

Right now it was just you in the Hotel. Charlie and Vaggie had a meeting with 666 News, Angle was working, and Cherri was busy with turf wars.

That leaves you.

You offered to go with Vaggie and Charlie, but they said it would be "too dangerous" to be out when extermination just happened. You didn't understand it. If you were with the princess of hell, then nothing bad would've happened. No one would want to face hell's royalty, unless they were stupid. Plus if anyone was stupid enough to try something, you were more than sure Vaggie would have little trouble handling it.

Nevertheless, they insisted, so you staying at the hotel where it was safe. You were too tired to argue, and besides it might be nice to be alone for a while. Most of the time you and Angel are attached at the hip when he isn't working. When he is you spend a lot of your time talking about Charlie, and Vaggie. It might be nice to have some alone time....

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Okay nevermind this is torture!!

When was the last time you were alone like this? When was the last time you didn't have anybody with you? It was miserable!! It brought you back to prison. Sitting in a cell, with nothing to do but listen to the clock ticking, for hours. Thinking about prison reminded you how you got in there in the first place. What you had to do. Who you hurt.

God when was the last time you thought about this? Being the main reason you're down here, being the main reason people see you as a monster, being the reason you lost everything you cared for. It was all your fault.

You tried to save them, that stupid tea drinking fucker told you to. Said it was the only way. But what if he didn't? What if it was a bad dream? Wouldn't be the first weird dream you've had while at Addison Apartments.

You really are the monster people call you. And you have nobody to blame but yourself.

It was all your fault...

"And we're back!"

A voice snapped you out of your self loathing, and you look up at the TV. You forgot that you were even watching the news. Normally you wouldn't, but Charlie said she'd be on, and you wanted to support your dear friend.

"So Charlotte-" the news woman, Katie Killjoy, fitting name you thought, fixed her broken neck and addressed Charlie. "It's Charlie-" she corrected Katie, who didn't seem to give a fuck. "Whatever, tell us about this new passion project you've been increasingly pestering our news station about!" Katie smiled with false joy, and you cringe at her passive aggressive tone with Charlie.

"Well..." Charlie trails off, looking at her girlfriend, who just smiled reassuringly, and Charlie clears her throat. "As most of you know I was born here in hell, and growing up I always tried to see the good in those around me." Katie kills a bug with her pen, making blood smear on Charlie, who wipes it off. "Hell is my home, and you are my people... We- we just went through another extermination, we lost so many souls, and it breaks my heart to see people get slaughtered every year! No one is even given a chance!"