Waiting For Things To Get Better - Angeldust Angst

The Incident. (Chapter 4)

This chapter contains the following: vulgar language, physical abuse, narcissistic behavior, sexual abuse, drug addiction, self harm, implications of rape, arguing, manipulation, thoughts of suicide, disordered eating, struggles with body image, victim blaming, self blame, talks of losing weight, nightmare, and blood loss.

This is a very heavy chapter, and if you need to take a break please feel free to do so. The following topics are right off the bat, and they last through the entire chapter.

When the white spider drifted asleep, he was sitting in the studio. He glanced around at the men who began surrounding him.

He was thrown against the wall, the men touching him all over. He forced himself to moan, knowing he wanted to puke instead.

He glanced behind the camera at Valentino, who sat there watching. The rough orgy lasted far too long for his enjoyment.

When they all finished, Angel walked off set. Valentino patted him over, Angel complying hesitantly. "You need to do better, Angelcakes. I expect better out of you." "I'm sorry, Val. I'll do better. I promise." Angel said, Val grabbing his face.

"You better. You're my best star, Angel, baby. You make daddy all of his money." Val said, pulling Angel into a gentle kiss.

Angel felt better, taking a deep breath. He blinked, and suddenly Valentino slapped him really hard. "You're a dirty slut, you know that? You do realize you need to be punished for your bad behavior?"

"Yes, Val." Angel said quietly, Valentino dragging him to his personal room. He threw him down, stomping on one of his hands. Valentino walked away, grabbing a knife.

He led Angel to the bed, taking off whatever clothing he had left on. Angel stared anxiously at the knife, Valentino tying his hands off so he couldn't stop whatever was about to happen.

Angel struggled against the restraints, his breathing getting quicker as Val moved on top of him. He watched as he unbuckled his belt, tears threatening to fall.

As Valentino began his pleasurable activity, Angel found himself zoning out. Silently, tears rolled down his pale face as the moth demon touched him all over.

His breathing hitched as his actions got rougher, and less careful. Pain shot throughout his body as he felt the deep thrusts, making him struggle more.

"Stop!" he hissed, trying to break the restraints. Val chuckled at him, taking a puff of his cigar. He blew red smoke in Angel's face, a chain appearing around his neck.

Val hummed at this, tugging on it harshly. "Maybe that will shut you up." he said, Angel coughing. He glared at Val, managing to get his keg put of a restraint.

He kicked Val, trying to get him off. Val quickly grabbed the knife, plunging it into Angel's leg. "Will you fucking quit?? You're such an annoying little pest. This is why nobody loves you!" Val said, twisting the knife.

Angel growled in pain, his hands tightening into fists. Val pulled the knife out of Angel's leg, licking the blood off of the silver pen.

Angel watched in pain, blood spilling down his leg, and onto the bedsheets. Angel watched the knife in Vals hand as he threateningly moved the knife just above his skin all around his body.

"Let me go!" Angel hissed through clenched teeth, trying to break an arm free. Val grabbed his wrist, holding the knife directly above it.

Angels breathing hitched, his breathing quick. Val plunged the knife into his hand, Angel shooting up.