I Wanna Be Yours ~ Huskerdust

• Chapter 11 •

Warning!! This chapter may contain blood like injuries/ and or vomiting!!!

Angel's pov

I smile as Husk leaves the room, I sigh looking over at my phone. "4 messages from Val" it reads "FUCK." I shout a bit opening the phone to see "angel baby I need you to come in rn". "Angel. Don't be late.", "ANGEL GET THE FUCK UP." "Istfg get to the studio." I put my phone down and hurry to change and put on makeup. As I'm rushing down the stairs, I see Husk I smile and blow him a kiss, winking. He rolls his eyes and pretends to catch it. "Ok that's fuckin adorable." I thought to myself I run to the studio literally as fast as lighting. I finally get up to Val's "office" (stage?, set?" Idfk) I knock and I hear him yell "ABOUT GODDAMN TIME." He opens the door and says "Angel, a word." He states, leading me to my dressing room. I'm fucked. "Would you like to tell me where the FUCK you've been?" He says, trying his best to keep his cool. "I-im sorry Val, I slept...late." I stuttered, knowing he doesn't really care. "Oh I see." He strucks me across the face, making my nose bleed. "Val, please." Im already stumbling across the floor as he strucks me again, I start to fall as he grabs my neck. "I don't give a shit, of you slept late," he says, getting in my face, blowing pink smoke in my eyes. "You will show up, when I tell you." I start to struggle breathing. "Y-yes Val... p-please." I stammer more. He drops me. I hear him grunt as he walks away. I'm so disoriented, I can bearly see from the impact of him dropping me, my head hurts, my throat hurt, everything hurts. I stand up, sniffling and look in the mirror, "this is your goddamn fault." I say to myself looking at the damage that was done. I start crying as I try and fix the injuries. This is going to be a long day.

-time skip-

Still Angel's pov

I start walking home. "Today was the worse day ever." I think. I feel literally everyone on the streets staring at me but I'm too tired to care. There's still dried blood on my nose from hours ago, I'm high off of Lucifer knows what, and I can bearly walk. I finally get to the hotel and nearly fall when I walk through the door

Husk's pov

I hear the door open, I see Angel walk through. God he looks horrible, from what I see, there are bruises on his arms, he had a bloody nose?? And his hair is messed up. "Angel..." That's all I can say, he stumbles over to the bar, sits down and just starts crying. "What happened??" I ask. "Nothing, just..Val made me do alot of shoots today don't worry about me." He says looking up from having his face on the counter. I couldn't help but thinking of crying seeing him in this state. "What the hell does he do to you." I thought, not wanting to spund mean if I say it out loud. "Let's get you fixed up, yeah? You definitely don't need anything else to drink." I say, walking around the bar to help him stand up. I put my arm around his waist, guiding him up the stairs to my room.  "Stay here okay love?" I say, walking to my bathroom and taking out the first aid kit I had used just a few days before for the same thing, except this time, the injuries are much, much worse. I walk back to my bed, to see Angel looking down at his lap, crying with another pair of arms covering his face. "Here, move your hands so I can see." I say, taking one of his hands and holding it for moral support because Lucifer knows he needs it. The wounds are pretty nasty, with alot of bruises on his arms and his nose still covered in dried and now fresh blood (a/n. OKAY I DIDNT REALIZE ANGEL DIDNT HAVE A NOSE UNTIL RN BUT I DONT FEEL LIKE FIXING IT SOM). I take some bandage and wrap it around some of the cuts on his arms, making sure to make it tight enough to not fall off in his sleep. "How bad is it?" He says, motioning to his arms, "I looked in the mirror in the studio but that was hours ago." He finishes. "They probably gonna scar but they aren't messy or anything." I reply, looking up at him. "Sorry for this." He says, looking down "how so?" I ask. He looks at me again, "you're always havin ta deal with my shit." He sniffles. "Angel I don't mind, If anything it makes me happy to help because I know you're getting your injuries treated." I answer, taking my hand and resting it on his cheek. He lightly smiles and I do the same in return. Angel's face becomes shocked looking as his stand up and runs to my bathroom. I hear him vomit and I walk in to see what happened. I kneel next to him, because he's on the ground (obviously). He continues vomiting and I look away, not wanting to see ...that. He finally stops and he pressed his back against the wall next to the toilet and starts to cry. I flush the toilet and sit next to him.

Angel's pov
I started to cry, again. God I'm SO sick of today. I lean over and set my head on Husk's shoulder, not really caring if he wants me to or not because I'm too tired. "It's okay." He says, setting his head on mine. "It's not.." I reply, lifting my head up "mhm.?" He says, probably confused. "I'm sick of being treated like this. Look, this isn't from work," I start, knowing I'm gonna regret this later "Val does this shit to me. He smacks me, chocks me, punches me, does..things with me..." I continue on and Husk just sits there is disbelief and I notice tears in his eyes once I finish up. "I'm..sorry.", he looks down. "It's not you, I made  this choice, I was just to fucking stupid and greedy ta realize Val was a piece of shit." I wipe my eyes. Husk stands up, and reaches a hand out to me. I take his hand and he pulls me in for a hug. "You still don't deserve that." He whispers. I smile, "Thank you, Husk."

A/n I literally cannot rn. It's 2:08 and I started writing this at like 1:47. This took me so long and I hope you enjoyed. I'll give you guys some fluff again today dw!!! Bye bye!!!!!!!