Angel Dust x Reader One Shot

Angel Dust x Suicidal! Abused! Fem! Reader

WARNING: This story has mention of rape, abuse, murder, and suicide. There is also cussing. If you don't like any of those things, or are offended by them, stop reading. Also, suicide is never the answer. It is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. The Suicide Prevention Hotline is just one of many ways to get help. 1-800-273-8255 call if you need help, are thinking of suicide, or harm yourself or others.
Now, on to the story.

(Y/N) P.O.V.
I walk into the Hotel, (f/c) eyes sparkling. This was going to be a good day -- I could feel it!

I twirl around a little, unable to hold in my excitement for today. Suddenly, I bump into something soft and fluffy. I would've fallen to the floor, but two pairs of arms caught me.

"Ya know, ya really should watch where ya goin, babe," Angel says.

I sigh. "First off, we aren't dating, so don't call me babe," I start. "Second, sorry. I'm just super excited about today!"

Angel raises his eyebrow. "And why are you excited?" He asks.

"Not sure," I reply. "Just think it'll be-"

The sound dies in my throat when I see someone walk into the hotel. This isn't uncommon, as we've started getting a lot of people lately. However, this is the first time my dad walks in.

Now, most people would be happy to see their dad. Not me.

You see, I'm dead. I'm a demon. Obviously. How else would I be in Hell? You see, when I was alive, I lived with my dad. My mother died when she was working in the World Trade Center on 9/11. I was 6. My dad, already being extremely flawed and sinful, drank a lot more than he used to. He also got into a lot of drugs, trying to make the pain of his dead wife go away. What didn't help was that he was poor and ugly, so he couldn't buy a hooker or pick up chicks at a bar. But you know what he could do? His daughter. That's right, my dad raped me every day for 12 years. He didn't stop there, either. He would beat me over the smallest shit, like if I forgot to put a spoon away after washing the dishes.

Then, a few days after my 18th birthday, my dad got extremely drunk. He came staggering towards me with a knife, telling me he wanted to try something his drinking buddy told him about. I got scared, and killed him with the knife. After realizing what I did, I decided to kill myself. There wasn't anything I was living for anyways. There was always something I liked to do, and I thought that it would be the perfect way to go. I grabbed my pen, and started making little dots on the inside of my right wrist. As I made more dots, I started pressing harder until the blood from my wrist and the ink from my pen mixed together. As my life faded, I finally felt at peace.

That was a few years ago. Now, I know Charlie, Vaggie, Alastor, and everyone else. Hell, I'm even friends with Katie Killjoy and Cherri Bomb! My best friend, however, is none other than the porn star Angel Dust. He's the only person -- or should I say demon -- I trust enough to know my story. Now, let's get back to the present, shall we?

Angel P.O.V.
I look at (Y/N) in confusion. Why'd she stop talking all of a sudden? I follow her gaze, only to see a random demon looking around. When I look back at her, I see something I've never seen on her face before -- fear.

It only took a moment to put two and two together.

Suddenly, the demon that is (Y/N)'s dad starts to walk towards us, a disgusting smile on his face. (Y/N) shuffles to my side in fear, and I wrap two of my arms around her, glaring at her father as I do so.

"Hello there, sir," (Y/N)'s father says. "I'm afraid you have something of mine. If you could give (Y/N) back that would be so very kind of you."

I can feel (Y/N) shaking at this point.

"Sorry pal, but she's mine." I growl, my grip on (Y/N) tightening. Her dad laughs. I'm about to jump at this guy, but (Y/N) says, "Angel, don't. It's what he wants."

The demon laughs. "I thought I recognized you! You're that porn star Angel Dust! Wow (Y/N), I didn't know you missed me that bad, you desperate slut! How is she for ya, Angel? It took her a while, but she finally learned her pl-"

He gets cut off by a bunch of back tentacles ripping into his torso. He's ripped apart in a gory mess. When the debris clears, Alastor is standing there. He snaps his fingers, and the mess disappears.

I can feel (Y/N) sobbing at this point. I turn towards her and hug her close to me. He holds me like I'm going to disappear into thin air.

I kiss the top of her head, then rest mine on top.

"It's alright babe. Everything will be okay. I promise." I lower my voice to a whisper only (Y/N) can hear.

"I love you, babe. I always will."

(Y/N) hugs me tighter, and cries harder. She says something, and although it's muffled by my furry chest, I can tell what she said.

"I love you too, Angel. Thank you."

938 words. Wow. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. Let me know if you have any requests. I can do character x character or character x reader. Sorry, but I don't do OCs. Til next time my lovelies!!