The Depressions Of Angel Dust

•Chapter 16•

~Alastor's POV~

Upon waking up, I'm surrounded by pink fluffy blankets. I groan at the brightness of the lights and they immediately dim. "You're awake!" I hear a muffled voice say. "He's awake, Husk!" The voice talks again. I see figures surround me and my vision starts to clear. "A-Angel?" I ask. "Hey, Al... you doin okay? I patched you up as best I could. Husk helped me lots, though." He says. I look over to Husk and his eyes narrow at me.

"Don't you fucking dare blame me and say 'Why did you tell him, Husk?' cuz I didn't. You collapsed in front of his room because of your dumb spell that had me carrying you around the different floors to see where the fuck your room had teleported to. After we look through like five floors you said 'fourth floor' and I took you to it and you collapsed in front of Angel's room."

I looked at Angel and his cheeks were flushed but he cleared his throat and looked away before speaking. "Anyways! You need a shower... and... that looks to be impossible with how many bandages you have on. You're filthy but getting your bandages wet won't help so I suggest we-" I snap my fingers and I'm all clean but fuck did that hurt. I cough up blood and Husk glares at me.

"You dumbass! Don't use your powers right now! Just... fuck, Al!" Husk looks at Angel. "Go get some food from the kitchen. There's left over breakfasts and Charlie should have already started on lunch. Don't get anything too heavy just-"

"Smoothies, but not all of them, and soft foods. I know. I've been beat by Valentino enough to know what someone can or can't eat after a beating this bad." Angel pauses then looks at me. "No offense or anything." He smiles at me before leaving the room. I look at Husk and I feel a lecture coming on but he bites his tongue, literally, and says nothing. He cleans the blood I coughed up with a damp paper towel that he gets and he throws it away.

He grabs my microphone and gives it to me. I take it and instantly feel a wave of worry and anger and just a flurry of mixed emotions wash over me. I hear the flurry of questions Spike has for me through our telepathic bond. His questions and all his feelings are worsening my headache. I clutch my head and Husk sits next to me, rubbing my back. His actions are... weird... they're... nice... comforting even... what the hell is he up to?

"Husker... what are these niceties about?" I ask and he just sighs, running his fingers through his hair? Fur? Whichever. I freeze as I see the serious look on his face.

"Look... kid... just... don't kill anyone, okay?" Husk replies, handing me a letter. I give him a before taking the letter and the name signed at the bottom makes me boil with anger. My breathing picks up and my eyes prick with tears. I clutch the letter tightly and it crumbles in my grasp. I'm so angry, it lights up and burns, the ashes falling on the blanket.

"Hey, Al, I was half way to the kitchen and I-" Angel pauses and looks at me. "Holy... shit... are you crying? Are you okay?" He asks, rushing to my side. "I'm fine." I say, kicking my feet off the bed and rising to them, my shoes making no noise as they land on the carpet. "I'm fine." I respond. "Alastor, lay back down." Husker says, grabbing my shoulder and pushing me back down.

Angel does the same, grabbing my other shoulder. "Do NOT touch me!" I say, shoving them both off and grabbing my staff, exiting the room. I'm limping but I care not about that now. I need to get to my room and I need to get to it now. I'm healing faster now that I have Spike but it's not fast enough. I stop to feel for it and I find it. Forth room to the left on the fifteenth floor.

"Al, please! Just wait!" Angel calls out but I choose to ignore him.

~Angel's POV~

I feel Husk grab my shoulder and stop. "Don't... give him time... he needs it. I'll ask Niffty to find his room and when she does, you can deliver his food for him." Husk says. I nod and walk back into my room, seeing a letter on my bed. "What's that?" I pick it up and skim over it. "Oh shit..." Husk stands next to me and we just look at each other. "So... safe to say both me and Al got daddy issues, eh?" I try to joke.

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(Is that a double chapter blamo I see? So, yeah, here's a double chapter upload. It was all supposed to be chapter 15 but I realized that it was 1600 words which, if split in half, could be two chapters since, as I said before, I'm trying to keep the chapters 800 words to make them shorter and easier to write. Also, finally! We now know why Al has been so off! He has daddy issues! We'll explore that further next chapter/s which won't take that long to pump out as I've been in a Hazbin writing mood.)