Just Can't Confess | Charlastor Fanfic

Three

    "N...no..." Charlie gazed over Alastor who kepted murmuring. Angel Dust for once actually looked consered.
    "Should we... Wake him up?" He then asked, pressing his fingers together. Charlie nodded, but before they could make their move, Alastor shot up and punched Angel Dust right in the forehead.
    "AH!" He was breathing hevily now. Chalie sat down on his bed and put her arm around him, "Hey, what happend?" He only replied with heavy breathing.
    "Ouch strawberry! Didn't know you can punch like that!" Angel Dust rubbed his forhead. After a few more breaths Alastor returned to reality.
    "Ugh, sorry..." he appolagised.
    "No, it's fine. Now what happened? We could all hear you mumbling from our rooms! Well, all but Husk," Charlie added silently.
    "Just a dream my dear, we all get them right?" Charlie gazed at him.
"Al, you know just because you're a demon doesn't make you ammune to nightmares or injuries. Tell me what is going on," Alastor sighed, and layed back down.
    "Angel Dust, do you mind if you left for a bit?" Alastor then asked. With a shrug Angel Dust said yes.
    "Hey, does anyone have an ice-pack I can borrow?"

    "So Al, what's wrong?" Charlie asked as he lay there.
    "Ch-Charlie," his voice shook. He actualy said my name? Charlie gasped in her mind. Without the 'my dear' part even too! "I've been... well," he shot back up and threw his arms around her.
"Haunted ever since I found out my powers were taken away!" Charlie listned carefully, worrying about him.
    "I was getting killed by this guy with my very own powers! I-" He paused. "I'm being over dramatic of this." he let go of Charlie as he calmed himself down.
    "I'm sorry for putting this all on you," his eyes began to tear up a bit. Charlie never seen this side of him before, and she hated how painful it must be for him. With a sigh he then said, "Charlie, please d-don't tell anyone about the whole power thing, okay?"