Chapter 52 - Distant

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3 weeks later

A knock on your door echoed out as Charlie entered the room. "Hey." She whispered, smiling softly at you.

"How are you?" The princess asked.

You only shrugged. "I feel ok, I guess."

You were staying in the room when you first arrived here at the hotel, keeping your distance away from Alastor.

"Good, so I was thinking you could join us for one of our activities with everyone? And before you ask Alastor at an overlord meeting so he's not here."

You were quiet for a moment.

"C'mon, it'll be fun, and it'll be good for you!" She exclaimed.

"I don't know -"

"(Y/N), you've been locked away from everyone for too long now! We're worried. Please..."

"I guess..." You sighed, finally getting out of bed.

Charlie clapped her hands excitedly!

"Perfect! Let's go!"

You followed Charlie to the lobby, where everyone was waiting. The crew was quite surprised to see you outside of your room.

"Damn, she's alive." Angel grinned. "I'm already dead, Angel." You huffed, plopping yourself down next to him. "Eh, not double dead, though."

"So!" Charlie began with. "Since it's been almost a year of living in the hotel together, I thought we would share some deep emotions such as, for example. Angel and (Y/N), how did you die? I want to hear your story."

"Isn't it pretty obvious how I died toots? I overdosed." He shrugged. "Like whiskers here died of alcohol poisoning, yet he still drinks his poison." Angel cooed at him. "Fuck you." Husk grumbled.

"I thought I was here to feel better Charlie." You huffed with your arms crossed. "We're getting to that part I thought we'd get the hard part out the way."

You rolled your eyes. "Was murdered for revenge." You bluntly responded. "Oh..." Charlie said not expecting that.

"Why?" Angel then questioned. You let out a irritated sigh. "Because they were looking for Alastor. So, for revenge on him they killed me in front of him. Stabbed me in the chest then-" You pointed to your scar on your neck. "Taunted him as they slit my throat ending my life."

Everyone was silent, as they were not anticipating that at all.

"Fucking hell..." Angel whispered.

"Makes sense why the radio demon a fucking psychopath." Husk mumbled.

You furrowed your eyebrows to that. "What do you mean?"

"Well... ever since you fell. Alastor been... rather calm and less threatening." Charlie chuckled nervously.

"She's not wrong." Angel shrugged.

You rolled your eyes, not really wanting to talk about him. Charlie noticed your reaction.

"OK, moving on!" Charlie began.

You spent most of your morning with everyone, Nifty still being a big mystery to everyone.

You were currently in the kitchen making your (F/F).

As you dished it up, you suddenly stared at it, feeling nausea.

"You alright toots?"

You lifted your head up to see Angel stand beside you.

"Never better. Why?" You sighed.

"Well, you've been staring at your food for 5 minutes and haven't touched it."

"Lost my appetite." You shoved the plate towards him.

"Have you been eating?" Angel questioned curiously.

"Honestly, I've been feeling a bit under the weather to eat Angel."

"Something wrong? You're not pregnant, are you?" He joked as he chuckled at that. "Ah, imagine a mini Alastor running around. That would be... carnage..." He mainly said to himself.

"Yeah... we almost had one, Angel."

Angel face suddenly softened. "I'm sorry (Y/N) I didnt realise it was a sore subject."

"You didn't know, it's... fine. In less, Charlie told you the reason why Alastor and I are not talking."

"No... she's actually hasn't told us."

You were for a moment surprised by that until you furrowed your eyebrows.

"Al and I wanted children after the first time I fell pregnant, it wasn't really a discussion but when you're young and madly in love, we kind of just accepted it, I miscarriage and..." You sighed, leaving it there.

Your eyes suddenly shot open when Angel pulled you into a hug.

You accepted it, wrapping your arms around him.

"Man, that era sucked, I used to see how women were always treated back then." He mumbled, pulling away from the embrace.

"Wait -"

"Died in 1947, was a young teen during your era of the lovely 1920s. I'm assuming you died 1933 like Al?"

"Yeah... after my death. He died a few months later."

Angel, for a moment, had a thought.

"Listen toots, I don't know what he did, but don't let it get into your head too much. If it's old news, then let it go. What you guys have now is amazing. Seriously, none of us have seen Al so smitten before. You are good for him. And he is good for you, " Angel said.

For a moment, you stared into Angel hereochromia eyes.

"Thank you... Angel, I needed that."

"No problem. Oh, have you know I'm good at other things besides being a porn star, you know." He grinned as you giggled at that twirling the piece of metal in your hand.

"Do you wanna see?"

"See what?" He frowned.

You lifted your pendent up indicating it opens.

Angel lowered himself, showing he was indeed intrigued.

As you opened it, there lay a picture of you and Alastor when you were alive.

You observed it. As Angel was staring at it. "Holy shit..." He gawked.

"I knew there was a reason I wanted to suck his dick."

"Angel!" You scowled as Angel giggled.

"Nah, you're lucky. Look at the way you look at each other. You act like you're still in the honeymoon phase now."

You closed the pendent feeling a sense of variety of emotions swarm you.

Angel noticed that.

"You miss him."

You didn't dare look at him. "Go see him (Y/N). You're only hurting yourself."

You slowly met the spider demon gaze.

"Maybe you're right..." You sighed.

As you rejoined the crew, you paused, experiencing a momentary feeling of lightheadedness. The world around you seemed to spin, causing a sense of disorientation.

"(Y/N)... you don't look too good, are you -"

As you were losing consciousness, you could hear the voices gradually fading away, and your vision became blurry. Just before your body hit the floor, you felt someone catch you.

Alastor unexpectedly appeared behind you and embraced you in his arms.

"(Y/N)?"

You noticed the crimson eyes staring worriedly down at you before you were engulfed in darkness.

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