After the finale (Angelhusk)

Anthony

*Angel POV*

I wasn't very good at driving, but who the fuck cares anyway? We're in fucking hell!

The only thing that matters to me now is finding Husk, but I haven't the faintest idea where he might be; as I passed through the desolate streets of the city I stopped every now and then to ask if anyone had seen him, showing photos together on my phone, but nothing apart from countless indecent proposals from weirdos.

'Where would Husk go? Think fucking Angel!', I repeated to myself out loud, trying to stay clear and think about where Husk could have gotten himself... a bar? Plausible, but obvious... I would have had to go to all the bars in the city to find him and there were definitely quite a few.

So I did, I patrolled all the places I found along the road, all the ones I could think of, but once again nothing; there was no trace of him... I was starting to worry, at this moment I understand what I make Husk suffer every day.

While I was mulling over everything that had happened, I saw what appeared to be his car parked in the parking lot of an abandoned casino... EVEN MORE FOREGONE!

I pulled over and got out of the car to better see if it was really his vehicle; it had every appearance of being so.

I walked into the casino, it was in bad shape, still furnished but by now all the slot machines were out of order, the stage was in ruins and the bar was in disarray; this place gives me shivers.

*Husk POV*

I had been on the balcony drinking and smoking for hours when suddenly I heard footsteps, they were light, as if someone was approaching me on tiptoe. I stood up and took the neck of a broken bottle in my hand in case it was necessary to defend myself; my head was spinning and I could barely stand, I was quite drunk, but I didn't feel any better.

The footsteps continued to get closer, I approached the French window that connected the balcony to one of the casino's gaming rooms: I saw a tall figure looking around reluctantly... a drug addict? A thief?..who the fuck is that asshole and what is he doing here?

While I was thinking about what to do, I heard a cry of fear coming from the tall figure: "FUCK OFF THERE'S A SPIDER"

...I recognized that voice immediately.

*third person narrator*

"Angel? what the fuck are you doing here?!"- Husk asked suddenly opening the French window he had been looking out of

"HUSK!"- Angel exclaimed, jumping in fright -"Oh my god, Husk, are you okay? BUT WHAT THE FUCKING QUESTION, OF COURSE NOT!" - Angel continued to babble in the throes of adrenaline

"What are you doing here?"- Husk asked again in a harsh tone, leaning against the wall to avoid falling

"I was looking for you" - explained Angel - "I have to talk to you"

"Kid, go home."- said Husk collapsing on the ground from drinking too much alcohol -"I'm doing great, I just want to be alone"

"No Husk, it's not true" - Angel began - "I know you're hurt and I know I often treat you like shit... I make it up to you for all the shit that happens in my life; and today I understood what it feels like to be left hanging without any explanation, what it feels like to see your boyfriend disappear into thin air without having any news, without knowing where he is or when he will return."

Husk just looked at him, trying to reassemble the words that were coming out of Angel Dust's mouth in his decidedly less than sober mind.

"Husk...I'm sorry. I don't love Valentino and I HATE when he touches me, when he forces me to fuck with him, I hate my life on set; but I can't rebel, so I wrote to you hoping I could leave in time" - the spider demon explained with a destroyed voice, but trying to hold back the tears - "Today when you came in I wasn't there, or rather not with my head.. it's as if my body couldn't tolerate all that pain and dissociated from everything, imagining different dynamics... imagining different people." - The boy couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears - "And I know that this isn't an excuse, but I don't want to lose you..and..and I'm sorry, so much..I love you"