Chapter 49:The Truth

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GAH! THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FOR YESTERDAY BUT WHO GIVES A SH*T! RIGHT?! (laughs hysterically)

TRIGGER WARNINGS! mentions of death, mental breakdowns, Charlie bashing kind of, annnnnd child abuse.

ENJOY!!!


Waking up with a sudden adrenaline rush was not something you were used to having, it always felt like you were about to die after throwing yourself off a cliff, and let's not get started on how it normally takes you to calm down from one. They were a literal pain to deal with.

"You really need to stop giving us a scare sweetheart. I know I'm dead and all, but I can still get heart attacks"

Ah, it was Angel, that explains why one side of your face felt funny... hold on a moment.

"You certainly gave the girls a heart attack though, except Nifty" Angel continued "heard you screaming and everything"

What? "Wha-?"

"What was the last thing you remember?" said another voice. Male. Not Alastor.

Despite being unable to see him, or the fact that your head was laying in Angel's lap, as well as the fact that only the males were here, you try your best to focus on what you could remember. Even you wanted to know what happened. You're whole body felt sore but you have no idea what caused it.

"The last thing I remember was going upstairs to give Charlie and Vaggie their clean washing" you whisper when you realise how dry your throat was "but after that, I don't know"

You hear Husk sigh tiredly "I'm not surprised, we all heard your shriek and thudding sounds, we rushed to the stairs and found you on the floor, when we tried to wake you up, you started murmuring"

"That you did" Angel continued "you were completely delirious before you properly passed out, muttering on about 'you didn't mean to do it' and some other sh*t"

Husk growled at him but couldn't add anything as Charlie and Vaggie entered the living room just as you were sitting up from where you had been laying, and yes, you were indeed resting on Angel's lap.

"OH MY GOSH, ARE YOU ALRIGHT?! I MEAN, OF COURSE YOU'RE NOT ALRIGHT YOU LITERALLY FELL DOWN A WHOLE FLIGHT OF STAIRS AND FOR A MOMENT I THOUGHT YOU HAD TWISTED YOUR NECK AND-"

"CHARLIE!" Vaggie shouted as she slapped a hand on Charlie's mouth "stop. Now"

Yeah, you weren't hearing much of that. Come on. Breathe. For the love of everything BREATHE!

Screams. Shouts. Slaps. Pushes. Shoves.

A heartbeat.

A single beat before silence over took everything, excluding the drums in your ears

Soft texture on blood stained fingers.

"Breath with me kid"

A bone hand running through unkept/unhealthy hair

"Let it out"

An un-moving body sprawled on the floor staring at nothing as shaking fingers called for help, and a confession

"I didn't mean to kill her" you whimper through breathing issues "I didn't mean to push her down the stairs"


Angel was not used to cuddling people given his line of work, but even he knew that leaving the human like this alone wasn't a good idea, and given Husk's reaction to their meltdown, he agreed too. Vaggie was looking at them, curled up in his lap as they bawled their eyes out and talking about pushing their mother down the stairs. Yikes. Accidental kills were never good, he's been with people who had done that and chose an unhealthy coping method, even both, to get rid of it for even a few moments.

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