The death of an angelic sinner

Day 1: an angel and a seraphim

Trigger warning:
This day contains mentions of suicidal behavior/thoughts and mentions of self-harm

Vaggie?" Charlie came into the bedroom, but Vaggie wasn't up yet.
"Hey, are you okay?"

Vaggie stayed quiet for a while as she was hiding under the blankets she was so still Charlie was not sure if she was alive.
"I'm..I'm okay, Charlie,"
Vaggie replied in a whisper, as she was trying not to worry her girlfriend.

"Vaggie, what's been going on? you haven't been the same after the battle."
Charlie went to sit on the bed as she came closer to Vaggie,
before seeing blood that had stained Vaggie's clothes.
"Vaggie?"
Charlie gently stoked Vaggie's hair as she felt her gf slipping away
"What has been going on?"

Vaggie sat up now, and she heard her girlfriend's genuine worry.
"Char, I don't feel so good."
She stared into space, wondering if she did the right thing by admitting this.

Vaggie thought that would do it, but it didn't.
"Vaggie...."
Charlie's voice was shaking as she reached for her girlfriend's arm.
"Pls,"

Vaggie's heart broke, and she heard her gf almost begging. It was tearing her apart. Vaggie sighed deeply as she rolled up her sleeves,
"Ever since the battle I've been thinking about heaven."

Charlie looked at her with a very confused face,
"But you hate heaven en the angels."

Vaggie sat up, taking a deep breath.
"Charlie, what would you do if I wasn't there anymore?"
Vaggie asked, blood still dripping down her arms. She felt the sting of the cuts as she tried to hide her obvious discomfort.

"Vaggie, don't say that."
Charlie took Vaggie's hands gently.
"Honey, please, I need you,"
she had tears in her eyes as she spoke.

"But I always mess everything up, I couldn't even teach basic trust exercises."
Vaggie was trying to be brave, but her mask soon fell as her weakness showed.

"How bad has it gotten,"
Vaggie looked at her gf with a painful expression before she took Charlie's hand and finally got out of bed.

Charlie took Vaggie to the shower and put her under the warm stream.
"Dear, what's going on,"
Vaggie didn't seem to want to answer at first. As she was trying to hang onto the little bit of reparation she still had.

"I don't want to talk about it."
"Vaggie,"
Charlie said in a soft tone. She was desperate to get her girlfriend to open up, but she knew she couldn't push her too much.

"Fine!"
Vaggie said in a harsh tone.
"Charlie, it feels so wrong, ever since I told everyone I'm an angel, they've been weird around me. Ever since the fight, they seemed more scared around me."

Vaggie was trying to keep professional, but it wasn't working, Charlie saw right through her and realized what Vaggie meant.
"Honey, I know they're acting different, but they don't think any less of you."

But she was soon cut off.
"But Charles, they looked so afraid."
Charlie knew damn well she was right. Everyone besides Nifty and Alastor had been more afraid of Vaggie even though she had been.

"Charlie, I don't like saying this, but -"
she stopped as she thought about how to say this,

"Vaggie, what's the matter."
Charlie said as she got some clean clothes for Vaggie.

"I'm scared,"

Charlie stopped before she looked around to her, She had never heard those words come out of Vaggie's mouth before.
"Vaggie, what makes you so scared,"

she went back over to her, giving her the clothes.
"The further,"

Charlie looked at her like she saw a ghost.

"The future?"

She said, not knowing what vaggie was on about, but she knew it was serious if even vaggie was scared.
"I'm afraid they come back,"

Charlie didn't know what to say she hugged her girlfriend tightly.
"Then we'll fight them together,"

"But what if -"

Charlie put her hand over Vaggie's mouth,

"Don't,"

Charlie simply said. She did not want her girlfriend to think any of that. She was worried about Vaggie's mental health.

"AAAAAAA"
suddenly, a scream was from outside.

"CHARLIE,"
a small voice yelled from outside.

"EMILY, IS THAT YOU?"
Charlie ran outside to find Emily lying on the ground.
"Em,"
she said in shock while helping the little seraphim up.

"Emily?"
Vaggie had followed Charlie outside,
"Did they -"
vaggie flapped her wings a bit as she was just horrified by the heavens' actions. But before she knew it, Emily had wrapped her arms around her. Vaggie dropped her weapon as a shock response. Before she wrapped her wings around the small seraphim.
"It's okay, Emily, you're safe here."

Charlie had already called her dad. Who gonna talk to heaven?
"I called my dad, he'll know what to do."
Charlie was still shaking with everything that happened.

"Lucifer?"
Emily said with a softy-like voice.

"Yes, he's my dad,"
Charlie showed her a picture of Lucifer.
"I remember him."

Emily became a lot more relaxed, but she was still holding onto Vaggie. It gave her comfort, knowing there was someone who had been through the same. Vaggie and Charlie took Emily inside, where they stayed for a few days. Those days were hard, very hard. Vaggie kept disappearing into her and Charlie's room. On the other hand, Emily was genuinely happier. She was running around the hotel, singing, yelling, dancing, and more. While Charlie was trying to make Emily feel as safe as she could.