An Angel In Danger

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TW: Mention of abuse

Alastor, Charlie, Vaggie, Niffty, Pentious, Cherri and Husk all were over at Rosie's house for the night. At least, that's what the parents thought. Rosie's parents were out of town for a few weeks and she was home alone. Her friends all sat with her near the window that faced Angel's room. The curtain was covering the view but you could hear sounds of whips as if someone was hitting him. Charlie hugged Vaggie as she sobbed. Alastor felt his rage rise.

After about an hour, they saw Angel walking out of the house. Her dad was behind him. His brother was standing besides him, trembling with fear. Molly was hiding behind Arackniss, staring in shock as Angel was being told to go somewhere. His voice was so loud, Rosie and the others could hear him. "If you didn't reach their in under an hour. I will drag you down and beat you up. Now get your face Outta here. And be of some use for once." he growled at the boy who was in tears. He wasn't in coverall this time, instead in his favourite feminine shirt and shorts. His arms were covered in bruises and he was trying hard not to cry.

He walked away from his dad and round the alleyway. Rosie and the others got into her car and drove away. They followed Angel closely. Soon, he reached a huge mansion and walked in. The group stood outside, hiding behind their car.

"What the fuck is going on?" Cherri asked in a confused tone. Vaggie pulled out her phone and took a photo of the mansion, trying to find out who it belonged to. Alastor frowned at the phone. It was the latest iPhone. Alastor didn't understood it's need, he found his old phone rather sufficient.

His friends usually teased him for his lacks of knowledge of technology and interest in old gadgets. Well, everyone except Angel, who appreciated every thing about Alastor. Alastor again feels a sinking feeling in his gut as he remembered how he was hugging Jordan in school that day. Rosie puts a hand on his shoulder to console him.

"Woah!" Vaggie exclaims as she stared at her phone. "What is it?" Alastor asked, his smile returning a little. "Do you remember that businessman Vox the one who owns Voxtagram, Voxtube, Voxbook, Voxpad, etc. he and his business partner Valentino own this house along with Vox's 19 year old adopted daughter, Velvette." Vaggie replied. What in the world was Angel doing here?

"But why would Angel's father send him here?" Husk asks, looking towards the huge mansion. "Hmm. Let's see. Their Voxtagram shows, that Vox and Velvette are in New Jersey right now. No idea about Valentino, he hasn't posted in weeks. He barely ever posts, look." Vaggie said, showing the phone to her friends.

"Maybe his father wants him to steal something from the house?" Charlie wondered. "If he wanted to do that, he would send either Arackniss or come on his own. Why would he send a 16 year old?" Pentious said. "Whatever. I don't care. I am going in to find out." Cherri said, standing up. Vaggie immediately grabs her and pulls her back down. "We are worried about him too. But going in without knowing anything could be risky." Charlie said.

"I don't care about risks. Angie is my best friend. And he is in trouble. I am getting him outta there." Cherri said. "No, it's important to do research first, just like in school projects." Rosie said. "Hey, guys!" Niffty who was in her phone, called out.

"Listen to this. Vox and Valentino are said to be in an open relationship and Valentino is a pimp. Police have failed to arrest him repeatedly due to any lack of evidence. But there are reports of many people disappearing after meeting him. They are all presumed sold or dead." Niffty said. The expressions of the group changed. Fear seemed to come over them. Why the fuck was Angel here?

"I am going in." Cherri said. "Me too." Alastor said. "No, wait. I hear something." Husk interjected. The group peeked up a little and saw Angel walking towards the gate with an extremely tall man. "That's Valentino." Vaggie murmured. Angel seemed to be smiling but Alastor can tell when a smile is faked. Valentino kissed him on the forehead. He then stepped out of the gates and locked them. He waved bye to the young boy, got in his car and left. As soon as he left, the boy's smile faltered. He fell onto the ground, hugged his knees and began sobbing.

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