The Depressions Of Angel Dust

•Chapter 7•

~Angel's POV~

I wake up like normal and get ready then I head down stairs. It's been a week since these guys have been here and I still can't get used to them.

Me and Alastor have been talking a lot, too. It's weird yet nice. Not only has it been a week since these guys came here but since I had that talk with Husk. I'll probably drop by the bar tonight if shit gets rough today. I'm honestly hoping it doesn't. Even if it doesn't, I'll pay Husk a visit.

I look for Alastor and find him in the kitchen. "Heyyy, Alastor~" Alastor stiffens at my tone then relaxes again. He looks at me and responds, "Yes, Angel Darling?" through gritted teeth before going back to doing what he was doing. I come up behind him and place my hands on the counter. I'm not touching him but I am trapping him.

"How are you?" He turns around and glares at me. Being taller than him is fun. "I'm doing fine. Can you move now, Darling?". I smirk and say, "Sure." Before shifting my balance from one foot to the other. That's not what he meant or wanted and I know that.

"Angel, Darling, seriously, I don't have time for this. I'm making breakfast and the food is gunna burn." I look him up and down with the same smirk on my face. "You're already burnin hot baby~ I don't think you can burn any hotter~"

He gives me the most disgusted and 'you're stupid' look ever. It almost makes me break but I keep my laughter. That didn't come out right but whatever. Before he says anything, Husk walks in. "Am I interrupting something?" He throws me off guard and I remove my hands. Alastor slips out of my capture and goes back to making breakfast.

"Awwwww! Come on, Huusskkk. I was havin' fun with Al. Because a you, he freed himself." He looks at me and rolls his eyes. He walks past us and heads for the fridge. I come up behind him and do what I did to Al.

I place my left hands on the fridge door and my right hands on the counter. Husk grabs what he needs and turns around. He kicks me in the balls and I crumble to the floor in pain. He steps over me and walks past a wheezing Alastor.

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This morning was such a fun morning. Why did Valentino have to ruin everything? Lately, he's been so damn angry at me. I wonder what I did wrong. I walk into the hotel and everyone is already asleep. I sit down on one of the bar stools.

Husk makes his way into the bar and serves me something. I smile and drink it.

~Husk's Pov~

"So, whatcha wanna spill now Mr Depresso?"

"Don't call me that. I'm not depressed. Anyways.... Valentino has been so damn angry lately. I don't know what's wrong. One second he's all over me and kissing me and shit and the next he's beating me. Every single time we do some normal shit that isn't make out or fucking, he gets mad. At first he seems like he's enjoying it, you know? We're just watching a movie or cuddling or just plain long hugging. It seems good but then he gets mad at me for doing such things to him or with him. It makes no fucking sense."

I listened and stayed silent. Valentino's behavior was sus and weird as fuck. Why would he get mad at shit like that? Then it hit me.

"I'm not good with this shit nor am I experienced with it but have you ever considered that he likes you? As in a romantic gross relationship way? Every time he catches himself enjoying the more simple things with you, he gets scared. Scared to admit his feelings, scared to fall deeper into the never ending pit that is falling in love, scared to have fallen for something that was just supposed to be a slut to him."

I looked at Angel and he was speechless. He tried to form words but non came out. It probably never dawned on him that Valentino may be in love with him. In a gores, weird, toxic type of way.

"That can't be. I'm just his slut. I mean, sure, we share our moments but we don't actually mean it. We say "I love you" to each other during sex but that's just because saying it to each other at that moment just feels right. Not in a 'we love each other' feels right way but in a 'I'm gonna cum' feels right way."

"Don't get your tits in a twist, dumbass. It's just a guess. It might be something completely different. I may be totally wrong. I know absolutely fucking nothing about love. Nothing."

Angel looks at me and he leans in close. "Are you sure you know nothing about love?~ I can show you a thing or two baby~" I scoff and back up. I roll my eyes and face away from him. There he goes again putting up that dumb fucking facade. I'll let it slide this time.

Angel laughs and I turn back around. "The hell is so damn funny huh?!" Angel laughs again but this time it's harder than the last. "Nothin, nothin." A few minutes of peaceful silence go by before he speaks up. "Hey, Husk?" I roll my eyes again. "The hell is it now?"

"Is there anything you wanna share with me?"

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(Yet ANOTHER chapter updated. Also, Val is, in fact, abusive and how he treats Angel is abusive. I never said it wasn't. Val seeming to love angel doesn't excuse his actions. It was never my intention to make it seem like Husk was excusing Val's actions or writing them off as just love and that Angel should take it. He was just explaining why he thought the abuse was getting worse.

Even if Val does love him, which I'm not confirming nor denying anything as that is what Husk thinks and what may or may not be so, it doesn't excuse his actions. Husk was explaining them not excusing them. Val is abusive. End of story. Just because he may love Angel doesn't mean it's right. I just wanted to clear that up. This is a copy and paste of what I put in the 'I Lied' part but I wanted it in this chapter too to clarify.)