Waiting For Things To Get Better - Angeldust Angst

Plans. (Chapter 9)

Tw: sexual abuse, physical abuse, manipulation, suicidal thoughts, plans of suicide, self harm, mention of gun, pills, blood

Angel put his locket on, looking in the mirror. He had to actually work now. Back to being abused, he thought.

He turned off the lights, walking out of the bathroom. He walked over to the bed, kissing Husker on the cheek softly before exiting the room.

He walked out the door, keeping his head down as he walked to the studio. Rain carefully kissed his white skin as he walked, causing him to shiver.

When he reached the studio, he was damp. He pushed open the door, expecting to see Valentino at the door. Vox was there instead.

"Ah! Angeldust! Welcome back." Vox said with a slight smile. "May i have a word with you? Valentino isn't expecting you for a while, we have time."

Angel chewed on his lip, nodding. Vox led him out of the main area, into a more private place. Angel leaned heavily against the wall, watching Vox anxiously. Vox turned to face him, keeping a neutral expression.

He let out a soft sigh, "Angel, I know things are real hard lately because you had that break, and you haven't seen Val in a while. I just want to warn you that he's extra pissy, and I haven't been able to calm him down. It'd a lot, it's really a lot to handle. I know how you feel, and it's okay."

Vox glitched a little, and his appearance altered. His screen was cracked, and his frame was chipped. He had bruises on his neck and hands. Angel frowned.

"He broke you-" Angel said, reaching his hand out closer to his face. Vox chuckled, "he does it every day if I fail to comfort him. The only one that stays unharmed is Velvet. She's too precious to him. He can't bring himself to ever intentionally hurt her."

"So why are you telling me this-?" "Because I found an escape. An escape from him, an escape from those assholes at that shitty hotel you stay at." Angel furrowed his brow.

"They care about me-" " Anthony, no they don't. Alastor is just- waiting for the perfect moment to slaughter you all. Lucifers daughter is using you for your fame. She was on the news a while back with that Katie killjoy whore. She used you as her prime example, and it really caught everyone's attention. I will say, she's real smart for that."

"Well- the rest aren't like that." "The fallen angel girl hates your guts, I mean, I'm sure you already knew that. That cherri girl sure does love to ruin your progress all the time. You're trying to get better. You end up fighting someone or doing drugs all over again because of her."

"It's not like that-" "and that stupid fucking cat, he does not care how much you complain. Have you seen the way he looks at you?! He doesn't care about a thing you are saying, he just wants you for your body! Like everybody else in your lofe! They don't actually care about you, Anthony. Me and Velvet do."

Angel chewed in his lip, averting his gaze. Vox let out a sigh, his appearance going back to normal. "I just- I don't want you to get hurt by anyone else. Valentino is already enough weight on your shoulders. You don't need the extra heartbreak."

"What's the- escape-?" "Well, it's not like we'd be free free. It's more like a- an end to all the suffering. No more people, no more problems. Just- darkness." "Do you mean.. killing yourself??" Angel asked, his eyes widening.

Vox offered a smile. "You could say that." "You can't, I've already tried." "You haven't tried with the right things, Angel. Angelic steel. There's pills, bullets. Stuff like that. I thought you knew that already, you and your little gang at that hotel managed to kill a bunch of those heaven freaks."