The death of an angelic sinner

Day 6: the fall of a prinses

"EMILY" it had been a day. Sinds Carmilla passed away, Charlie was still having nightmares as she left like she had lost everything. Her gf is one of, if not, the most powerful overlords in hell. She thought back at Alastor his words from when she picked a fight with all of Heaven, "a smile is a powerful tool, my dear."

She remembered how Vaggie had burst in on her, making a deal with him, "LET HER GO, WHAT DID YOU DO?" Charlie kept whispering those words over and over. Even when she was mad, she had protected her, and now she was all alone. Without her girlfriend, her bodyguard, her everything. The little angel who would follow her around everywhere she went, who would wait outside the bathroom, tills he was done just to follow her like a duck.

"Emily?" Charlie came downstairs,
"You got a moment?"
"Sure."
Charlie came closer to Emily as she hugged her tightly. She held her tears back she wanted to cry.
"Thank you, Em"

Charlie let Emily go as she walked to her and Vaggie's bedroom. She looked at the blade still lying on the counter. She picked up the blade with one hand, the smell of Vaggie's blood still on the blade. She gently went over it as she felt the blood was still a little sticky.
"I'm sorry, Vaggie."

6 cuts, 6 cuts she could barely comprehend what she had just done before there were 6 more. She closed her eyes as she yelled out in pain. She kept cutting and cutting as she yelled, tears streaming down her face as she looked down at the blade.

"CHARLIE" Emily flew into the bathroom as fast as she could,
'em-'
She threw the blade away as she tried to get up, the weight of her body dragging her back to the floor.
"Emmy, help." her voice was shaking and wobbly as she spoke, almost begging.

The small seraphic didn't know what to do at first, but when she heated the pain in Charlie's voice, she was immediately taken back to heaven.
"Hey Charlie, listen to me. This is not a way to cope. I know you think it's gonna help you. You think it's gonna give you the pain you deserve. But it won't it's only gonna break you more, Charlie. I want you to talk to me. I'm here to help. You're not alone.

Charlie gave her a gentle smile as she leaned her head on Emily's shoulder. She felt a lot better now, but there was still one thing she heard
"How do you know about self-harm, I thought those things wouldn't exist in heaven,"
"Usually not, but occasionally it does happen, that's how I learned of it. Sera doesn't even know I wanted to protect that person from the fall, but"
"But what? What happened? "
"She did fall,"
"Who?"
"Vaggie"

Charlie's eyes widened as she heard her late GF's name,
"Vaggie was the angel who self-harmed in heaven.'
"Yup, I'm sorry, Charlie. I tried to save her, but you know. The exorcist blades, their sharp, and an exorcist is always required to have with them at all times."
"What that for rule the extermination is only once?"

Emily had no idea herself as she hugged Charlie.
"You save with me, okay, nobody gonna hurt you,"

Emily cried Charlie over to the bed. She was worried about Charlie's mental well-being. She feared, she feared it would end like.....like Vaggie.
"Emmy, can you stay," Charlie's body felt so light in Emily's arms as she carried Charlie to her bed.
"I'm here, I promise,