Ineffable Bureaucracy (One/twoshots)

You Broke Me

Requested by anonymous, who asked for a gruesome chapter where Gabriel get's what he deserves. Warnings: Extreme violence, swearing, derogatory remarks concerning LGBT people, mentions of attempted suicide and self harm. Reader discretion is advised. If anything in this chapter is any form of trigger, I ask you to not read it for the sake of your own mental health. You are ineffably loved, and not alone.

Beelzebub glared down at the archangel tied up in chains in front of them. They wanted to feel remorse or sympathy, but they couldn't. After years of him making them feel worthless, ugly, unwanted, and unloved, they were finally going to get their revenge.

"Do you know why you are here?" The short demon spoke up. Gabriel lifted his head and glared at them.

"Another one of your disgusting sexual fantasies?" He spat at them. Their face flushed with anger and embarrassment and they kicked him hard in the chest with their heeled shoes. He winced. In Hell, he couldn't do anything to stop them.

"You'll be lucky if anybody could stand to look at you, let alone lust over you, after I'm done." They hissed angrily. The scabs on their face itched painfully, and they were once again hit with the same thought Gabriel had embedded in their mind millennia before: You are ugly.

They shook off the thought and circled him, eyes sliding down his body. No matter how hard they wished them away, the feelings for him were stuck in their heart. Oh how they wished that he would love them back.

"Like what you see, faggot? You're disgusting. No wonder gay people go to hell." He snarled. They turned quickly and kicked and punched him in the back of the neck, shoving him down onto his front and continuing the assault.

"LGBT people do not go to hell! They are normal, happy, beautiful people!" Beelzebub growled. They took out a knife and carved 'LGBTQ+' into his shoulder blades and then 'A Community of Angels' onto his back for good measure. It would be fun for him to deal with that later.

"Crazy bitch. Is this what you get off on? No wonder nobody loves you." Gabriel snarled. Beelzebub kicked him over onto his side.

"Shut up! Just shut up!" They covered their ears and screamed. "I get it! I'm ugly! I'm stupid! I'm unloved! I get it!" They pulled up their sleeves and showed their scarred, mutilated wrists. "I know... don't you think I've tried to end it? Don't you think I've tried to leave? But I can't... I can't... You broke me... you finally broke me..." Tears streamed down their face.

"I love you, Gabriel. I just want you to understand how much I loved you." They stood up. A chain came down from the ceiling and wrapped around his neck, yanking him up. His toes barely touched the ground and he struggled to breath.

Flies swarmed his body, biting and scratching and burrowing under his skin. He screamed in pain as they embedded themselves in his cuts. More flies flew out of his mouth and nose. Beelzebub threw knives at him, not hitting the flies but hitting him straight on.

The entire time, tears fell down their face. All they could think of were the few smiles he had ever given them, the very few compliments. Why did they have to love somebody who hurt them?

Eventually they turned and left him in there to rot. They walked down the hallway to their room and walked in. The room was silent.

They went over to the desk and looked down at the picture of him on their desk. He was smiling, one of those rare times. They picked up the picture and smiled. Then they threw it into the wall, letting it smash.

They walked over to their bed and laid down, wrapping the pink, yellow, and blue blanket around them. They suddenly laughed at something Asmodeus had told them a long time ago.

You're right Gabriel, gay people do go to Hell. Heaven can't handle how awesome we are.