Recordings
Anthony stepped into the apartment with a tired sigh. Bending down he unclasped Fat Nuggets collar while attempting to balance to groceries in his long arms.
"Hey (Y/N)! I got all the stuff you asked for!",Anthony shouted into the apartment while walking to the kitchen. The clock across the wall read eight p.m.
His brows furrowed upon hearing no response. Running a hand through his hair he headed towards you room.
"Are you still not feeling good?",he questions in the hallway.
Earlier this morning you had told him you were feeling sick and wanted some alone time so Anthony reluctantly agreed and used the day to take out Fat Nuggets and visit some sights. Although as he approached your door immense regret and nausea pooled in his stomach.
"Wanna watch a movie with...",his voice trails off as he opens the door and looks around the neat room. The vanity is shut off and the bed is bare, your blankets and pillow cases rest in a neat folded pile.
Most noticeably is a duffel bag atop the bed, a piece of pink paper is folded atop it.
With shaky hands he reaches out and picks up the paper. His hand covers his mouth and his heart begins to ache and twist as his eyes read over the neat and pretty cursive. Dried water droplets litter the page.
Anthony ♡︎
I'm sorry to leave you without saying goodbye. To be quite honest I was a bit selfish and just couldn't stand to say goodbye to you. In the duffel bag you'll find my savings in cash to help keep you on your feet. I've paid off the rent for the next three months so you don't have to worry about it! ☺︎︎ I love you and I'm sorry I can't explain my sudden leave...but believe me when I say its to protect you. I'd give my life for yours and in this situation I have no other choice.
And just for me...tell Alastor I'm sorry too. Tell him this is for his benefit too. I wish I could've said goodbye. Tell him I love him.
I love you, Tony.
Forever and Always,
(Y/N) ♡︎
You shakily exhale as you hold back tears and sign your life away.
"Vox!"
Vox, Valentino, and Velvet turn at the sound of your cheery voice. Vox's face lights up and he runs towards you, letting go of your suitcases he lifts you up by your waist and spins you.
"(Y/N)!",his voice is filled with joy as he holds you close. You wrap your arms around him and feel another nail go in your coffin.
He puts you down with a look of disbelief and you force a smile,"What are you doing here?"
Your eyes look behind him and you see Velvet and Valentino arm in arm. Velvet shoots you a wink and wide grin. You swallow the lump in your throat and look up at Vox. The dark blue sky is littered with a few stars, illuminating his face.
"I-I talked with Velvet! She told me how distraught you were and I...I realized...",Vox looks at you with hope and happiness as you trail off. With a breaking heart you force a brighter smile.
"I want to be with you. Only if you'll take me."
Vox breathes out and shakes his head in slight disbelief, his arms wrap around you again and he holds you tightly,"Of course." His voice is soft and genuine as he feels his heart fill with happiness while yours drains of hope. Pulling away he cups your cheeks and smiles down at you.
"I love you, (Y/N)."
You reach up and place your hands over his. You can feel the ghost of Alastors hands beneath yours. You see his eyes momentarily and you feel Anthonys arms wrapped around you. You're never going to see them again. And with that your heart finally shatters into a million pieces.
"I l-love you too, Vox."
Alastor looks into the rearview mirror of his car as he fixes his hair and pushes up his cheaters. With a soft smile he looks down at the red rose bouquet.
He hadn't spoken to you all day and he thought it may be nice to surprise you. After such an amazing date you made yesterday it was the least he could do.
Stepping from the car he rounded to the passenger side but was surprised to be whipped around and shoved against his car. His eyes widened as they met Anthonys, he held a crumpled up note in his hand as he gripped Alastors collar.
"Where is she!? What did you do to her!? Did you fucking kill her too! If you touched a hair on her head I will kill you!",Anthony shouted in Alastors face and Alastors mouth fell in confusion and offense as he roughly shoved Anthony off of him.
"What in the hell are you on about! Keep your voice down you aren't such a saint either, Angelo.",Alastor fixes his collar and Anthony laughs incredulously. Mascara streaks stain his flushed cheeks and he uncrumbles the paper and shoves it on Alastors chest.
"Oh yeah? You don't know what I'm talking about? She wouldn't just fucking leave me!",Anthony shouts yet again and Alastor takes the crumbled paper. As his eyes follow the letters they widen and his hands begin to shake.
"A-Anthony I have no idea what...",Anthony watches as Alastor grows speechless. His eyes are wide and hands shaking. Anthonys blame subsides slowly.
Swallowing hard Alastor feels his heart shake and his vision begins to blur and turn red. He shakes his head incredulously,"No. She's not gone. Theres no way."
Anthony feels his heart crack,"You really don't know what happened to her..." His only hope just fell to his knees while crumbling up the note yet again. Alastor hangs his head and he holds his face in his hands as his shoulders begin to shake.
Anthony kneels down,"W-We need to find her, Alastor. She wouldn't just leave like this something had to have happened."
Alastor breathed in and out as he attempted to calm himself down. He slowly stood and pushed his glasses up with a stiff nod,"I know...and I know exactly where to start."
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"P-Please let me go I haven't done anything!",the bald man pleads as Anthony holds the pistol against his temple. Alastors grin is shaky on his tanned features and he looks down at the hotel manager.
"You had three guests staying inside this fine establishment. I've told you their names and you confirmed them before we had to use force. I've also heard the rumors of this place being bugged and I've also seen the evidence of you people having recorders in every room. Sleazebags all of you but right now I don't care. Give me the recordings to their room or my associate here will paint this office with your brains."
The bald man flinched as soft click came from Anthony shutting off the safety. Alastors voice was calm and threatening as he stared down the man. Anthony was pretty impressed at his entire calm yet scary ass aura.
But right now that wasn't Anthonys concern. He sighed out of frustration and raised the gun landing a hard blow to his cheek. The man sobs in pain and fear as he feels his own blood roll down his split open cheek.
"Three..."
He looks at Anthony with wide eyes and Alastor looks to Anthony with narrowed eyes. The manager looks to Alastor with blinding pain,"W-Why is he counting?"
Anthony shoves the barrel between the split open flesh on his cheek, the mans screams are muffled by Alastors hand. Blood stains the silencer and Anthonys face turns cold.
"Two.."
Pulling the silencer from within the wound the mans breathing is heavy and labored as Alastor drops his hand from his mouth. Anthony presses the pistol between his eyes and the man squeals when the sound of a bullet being loaded into the chamber hits his ears.
"O-Okay! Okay!",the man yells and both Anthony and Alastor look at him expectantly.
He swallows hard, tasting pools of his own blood,"T-The bugs can only be accessed from inside the rooms. There are--There's a tape recorder in one of the vents..." He has a shameful look in his eyes and he looks up at the two men.
They look suspicious and he feels hot tears stream down his cheeks,"I—I swear! Please just let—"
Blood splatters across Alastor and Anthonys faces as the bullet drives through between the mans eyes. His body falls limp against the swivel chair and Alastor looks to Anthony with slightly wide eyes,"What if he was lying?"
Anthony places his gun back into the waistband of his pink, blood spattered slacks. With a gentle shake of his head he wipes the blood from his cheek,"No he was being honest, trust me I know when someones givin' a bullshit confession."
Alastor and Anthony are quick to leave the office and make their way up to the top floor. Anthony is the first to run into the room.
Both men waste no time in ripping the steel off of the soft white walls and looking into the silver vent.
Both Alastor and Anthony were worried sick.
Not just because you had left them on their own but because they had no idea where you had gone to or what had even happened to you.
But they knew that the trio from hell had to be involved somehow.
After the incident with his office Alastor managed to track down their hotel. But after his date with you he realized he didn't want to do anything to scare you away just yet so he didn't bother to pay them a visit.
Oh how he regrets that now.
He was just ecstatic that the tape recorder rumor and evidence served to be true.
"I've got it!",Anthony exclaims while grasping the recorder and standing up from the ground. Alastor feels relief wash over him as he hops down from the bed and tosses the piece of steel aside. They share a look as they approach each other.
Standing aside one another Anthony presses play.
They stand there for what seems to be about twenty minutes hearing their mindless conversations. Mainly conversations talking shit about Alastor and other people and the sounds of Vox crying.
In this dark and worrisome time Alastor and Anthony looked to each other with an amused grin.
Another twenty minutes went by and they both sat on the bed listening intently. Worry and hopelessness began to settle in their hearts as more time went on. Then they heard some struggling and Velvets voice.
"You are quite the sleeper when knocked unconscious huh?"
They both felt their heart stop when your soft voice rang out.
"Why are you doing this?"
Alastors blood began to boil and Anthonys heart broke as they continued to listen to the exchange between you two. The sound of Velvets mocking tone and the sound of your choked sobs and desperation were torture.
They both breathed out heavy exhales hearing Velvet tell you your options. The last of what they heard was you sniffling.
“If I go with Vox...you won’t hurt either of them? You’ll leave them alone for good?”
Alastor felt tears sting his eyes and Anthony already had tears rolling down his cheeks.
“Yes. You have my word...but remember you cant tell either of them anything. Nor Vox about what Ive done. Deal?”
Alastor and Angel hang their heads as your soft and usually bubbly voice is defeated and sad.
“Deal.”
Placing the tape recorder inside his jacket Alastor stands up.
“We’re getting the next train to LA.”