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He thought he was Helping-

Angel popped a pill into his mouth, it was the first "good" drug he'd had since going to hell.

Husk had bought the medicine for him, it fights off the cancer in his lung tissue.

Husk had done so much...Angel felt like somehow he could help him  in some way. 

Right?

First, he would probably have to learn more about Mesothelsoinmemblehblah blah blah bleh blooh shit.

He scooped up Fat Nuggets and cradled him to his chest, Fat Nuggets squealed happily.

Angel picked up his computer and cradled his blanket over him. 

Methoselyoma

He typed into the search bar, waiting for his results to show up

Did you mean: Mesothelioma ?

Angel sighed, scrolling down the search results. He glanced at an article by zestial titled "What happens if you get Mesothelioma? A guide".

This should help! 

Angel thought, clicking the link. He read through the intro which was mostly just shit like "so, you got Mesothelioma" and "Ive been forced to write this research paper against my will" and of course, "why the fuck did I let the Vee's talk me into writing this"

Yiknow, normal research paper stuff.

The first paragraph started to talk about how you can never know for sure if you have mesothelioma, and to make sure you have ALL of the symptoms,  and no OTHER symptoms before deciding you have it.

The second paragraph went over the list of symptoms for mesothelioma, and a list of things that are definitely NOT symptoms of mesothelioma and could be potential signs of a separate illness.

Angel went over the checklist eternally, 

Ok, 1: shortness of breath, yes

2: nausea, yeah

3:abdominal pains: Yes

4: tiredness, definitely

5: wight loss. Angel looked down at his stomach, you could see his ribcage more than usual, which is a lot. So, yeah that too.

After about 10 minutes, Angel determined it was a waste of his time to go over the list of symptoms because he definitely had mesothelioma.

Alright, third paragraphs a charm.

Mesothelioma is a terrible illness to have, but you can still go about your everyday life with it

Ok, so far so good, all this was just exactly what Husk said. 

That is until it kills you.

What?

Angels eyes went wide as he stared at the screen. He didnt want to scroll down to see more, but it felt like he had too.

Mesothelioma will kill demons, causing them to simply cease to exist, after around 12-16 months  of the illness, it will slowly kill you.

No.

Nonononnonononononononononononononoonononononnoonoononononooononononoonoononoononononononoonononnoononnnononononononononononononononononononononononononoononononnonononnoonoon.

SHIT.

Angel stood up quickly, running to the bar. 

"Husk!HUSK!" Angel needed to tell him the news-warn him... how did he not know about this?

"What is it?" Husk asked, cheery faced

"HuskIjustrealizedthatMesoteliomacankillyouand-" Husks etyes went wide. "Slow down godamnit! What did you say?"

Angels eyes watered up as he showed Husk the web page.

Husk sucked in a breath and glanced at Angel, handing him back the phone 

Tell him the truth... or lie

The pros and cons were equivelent, so Husk went for the obvious choice

"I know"

"what?"

Husks eyes leaned inwards, apolagetic and tired.

"I didnt want to tell you, I wanted you to live out your remaining days without the fear of edeath looking over your shoulder-I wanted to protect you. I just wanted to help!"

Husks eyes moistened, and he willed them back into his eye sockets.

"I shouldve told you...I know" His voice was choked and costly,

Angel looked down at Husk. "Im honestly glad you didnt..." He confessed.

"The last few days have been...great. And I just want to keep pretending thats all this is. Days." Angel shakily breathed in.

"ok? No Mesothelioma...just us"

"just us"

"just...

us"