Deadly Kiss.

Lose The Hat.

Asher huffed for the third time as her phone buzzed annoyingly with another phone call from the one person she didn't want to hear from. It stops ringing and she sets it face down on the bed next to her.

She laid in her bed with the blankets tossed to the floor, she wore a red mid thigh length skirt with a light pink button up blouse and a choker with an upsidedown cross on it, her beanie and trench coat by her desk.

Tears welled up in her gold and red eyes, she felt trapped. Her phone began to buzz annoyingly again, and she growled and grabbed the device, throwing it against her wall, grateful her bed was against the wall leading to Alastor's room.

She curled up into a ball, wallowing in her despair.

At least, until Angel Dust quietly walked in and then shut the door behind him.

"What's wrong, doll?" He asked, rubbing her back.

"H-he won't leave me alone." She said, eyes glowing gold and golden cracks appearing in her skin briefly when she finished the sentence, and the electric in the room flickered.

Despite being spooked by her power spike, he curled up behind her and spooned her, cradling her body close to his.

She rolled over and clung to him, burying her face in his chest fluff. "Dollface, I wanna help ya, but I can't help unless ya talk to me. Okay?"

She sniffled at his words, pulling away slightly from his touch. "It- it's the polititian I killed before I died.. he's after me like I'm his m-mate and I've rejected him so many fucking times.." Asher whimpers.

"Let's talk to Charlie, yeah? Maybe Smiles or another overlord can get some dirt on 'em or maybe even give 'em a second death." Angel says, attempting to cheer her up.

She nods, allowing him to pull her out of the bed. He doesn't allow her to put on her beanie or anything to cover her tail, as Charlie was adamant she break the habit of covering up.

-♡

Charlie and Vaggie looked horrified, Sir Pentious looked ready to kill, Husker was weary, but still looked absolutely livid, and Alastor was nowhere to be found.

"Wait, so you killed this dude because he raped you, and now he's trying to stick some sick claim on you?" Vaggie asked.

Asher nodded, feeling so much more insecure without her coverings. She laid her hand on her upper arm before she jumped as the door to the hotel opened and closed, and Alastor wandered in.

"I have returned!" He said gleefully.

Husker rolls his eyes before becoming concerned once more as Asher jumps once more when her phone once again began ringing.

She pulled it out, seeing the same exact number. "Ugh, what is that blasted noise?" Alastor asked, his eyes giving off annoyance despite his smile being in place.

"It's her phone." Angel says, looking worriedly at Asher.

"Well go on then, answer it." Alastor says.

"I... I can't." Asher says, still staring at the contact.

"Then allow me." Alastor says, taking the phone.

She expects him to answer it, perhaps play nice or talk to the man, but instead Alastor smashes the device without a care.

"There, now he can't cause you anymore panic my dear." Alastor says, booping her small white nose.

She scrunches her nose briefly as he does.

"You're making excellent progress, your self esteem will not be hindered by him any longer, understood?" Alastor said, tilting his head as his eyes glowed a darker red, threatening to form into radio dials.

"Understood." Asher said quietly, and his smile beamed as he walked away.