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"A ball?",you furrow your brows in question as you sit up and hold the satin sheets up over your bare chest.
Vox sits up with a soft nod and smiles,"Velvet has been planning things for a few months now. Its for Valentinos birthday, kind of a birthday party...but I can take the chance to introduce you to everyone."
You chew the inside of your cheek and rub the nape of your neck with a bit of nerves,"I don't know Vox, don't you think it's kind of soon?"
Vox had just told you about the formal ball Velvet and him had been planning for months for Vox. Nearly everyone the trio knew was going to be there and Vox wanted to introduce you to all he knew.
But you didn't want that. The second you met everyone the entire imprisonment situation you were in would become all too real.
But you had no choice.
"It is a bit short notice for you but this is the best opportunity we have. Plus I may have bought you a dress already. C'mon...",Vox lifts your hand and plants a kiss against your knuckles.
With a guilty conscience you nodded and offered him a weak smile,"Okay." His smile widened and he pulled you in for a hug. Returning the embrace you pull away after a few moments and plant a gentle kiss against his forehead.
Tugging the sheet with you you head into the bathroom to try to wash yourself of the guilt and despair stuck on your skin.
Vox watches you leave with a bit of nerves sitting at the bottom of his heart. His attention leaves the bathroom door when the phone rings on the dresser.
"Hey Vox we've got it do you want us to wait till tomorrow to give it to ya?",Velvet asked in a cheery yet questioning tone.
The nerves doubled as Velvet said this,"U-Um yeah of course...you think she's going to say yes?"
Velvet looks down at the sparkling sapphire engagement ring with a wide grin on her features. The pretty ring glimmered in the light of her bedroom and she sighed gently. She shuts the small black box and conceals the smugness in her voice.
"I know she'll say yes."
You stood in the shower and sighed gently as you let the cool water run over your hot and grimy feeling skin. Leaning your head against the expensive wall you feel your heart hurt at the thought of Alastor and Anthony.
You felt terrible for so many reasons.
Vox had no clue what Velvet had done. You don’t love Vox anymore. You left Alastor and Anthony with little to no explanation after they poured their hearts out to you.
Anthony was all you had...all you had and you were content with it. Then Alastor came along and became a part of your life and made you all the more happier and fulfilled.
Now here you were. In Vox’s home that was so big and lonely. You felt terrible for taking his kindness and love for granted. He loves you, and he shows it and taking his love would do no harm to anyone. Staying with Vox wouldn’t harm anyone.
Except you. Internally.
You were also riddled with worried that the psycho bitch would go back on her word and tell Valentino or Henry where Anthony was.
You feel tears sting your eyes and you grip your face with your hands. Crushing weight rests on your entire being as all these thoughts and racing worries stab at you. Dropping your hands and holding back tears your eyes fall to the safety razors across the bathroom.
They glimmer atop the marble sink and you feel your heart begin to thump. You step from the shower and the cool droplets drip off your hair and body onto the white floors.
Can I truly handle never seeing Alastor or Anthony again?
Your shaky fingers pick up one of the sharp blades and your eyes roam over the silver.
Did it hurt, dad?
You look up into the mirror and your eyes fall to the purple and blue bruises that litter your neck, shoulders, and bare breasts. You inhale shakily and shook your head, placing down the razor.
You had to stay alive. You couldn’t begin to imagine what that psycho would do if you killed yourself as a means of escape.
You bend down and your hands grip the sink. With a heavy heart you shake your head and walk back towards the shower.
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Alastors jaw tightens and untightens as he grows more and more restless with each passing tree and building.
Anthony comes back from the restroom and sits down with a tired sigh. He pinches the bridge of his nose and looks to Alastor.
"I'm worried about her too.";Anthony sighs with worry and concern. Alastor doesn't look at him as his stiff voice speaks out,"I'm going to kill him."
Anthony jumps at how loudly he says this and looks around at those who've turned their way. He laughs nervously and shakes his hands,"He's kiddin' dumbasses."
Everyone turns away with grumbles of how rude and improper Anthony was.
Anthony looks to Alastor with conflicted feelings. He honestly wanted to drive a bullet through all three of their heads. Especially Velvet. But he knew how you were, how you hated violence.
If either of them killed someone because of you you'd be crushed.
"Al. I wanna smoke 'em as much as you but we can't we gotta be rational with this. She won't forgive either of us if we get violent.",Alastor finally looks to Anthony with a dark and nearly unhinged look in his eyes.
The look is one of someone on the brink of murder.
Alastor studied Anthony for a few moments. Alastor was furious, it's been nearly two days since you had left. But you didn't leave by choice, you were forced. There was no way he would let that trio get away with taking you away from him.
But he had to admit Anthony may have a point.
But he also might not have one.
You were clearly disturbed by murder, any normal person would be. But you weren't completely horrified at it.
But you and Vox had history.
Alastor now felt more conflicted in his previous intentions he had once reaching LA. With a deep breath he pushed up his cheaters. Alastor needed a distraction from his utter rage before he gutted an innocent bystander.
“(Y/N) mentioned that upon meeting you you refused her kindness and efforts. Why is that?” Anthonys cheeks grew slightly red and he laughs awkwardly. Anthony looked out of the window and a small smile peaked on his lips as he remembered your first encounter.
“I was honestly just being a dick with trust issues. She found me beaten up in an alley after a few goons mugged me. It took her three hours to get me to let her take care of me.”,Anthony laughed with a slight shake of his head. Alastors own soft smile came onto his lips at hearing Anthony speak of you.
“She is the nicest person I’ve ever met. She sat with me and offered me a meal, a room, and all that shit. I always refused her rooming offers. The day she left I was sure I’d never see her again.”,Anthony reminisces with a sad and nostalgic smile. His eyes hold a far-away look as the train stops for more passengers.
“Then she came back to my corner, the alleyway. Every single day.”,Anthony snorts incredulously and sighs with a bit of nostalgia. Alastor smiles warmly at the image of your warm and smiling face. His heart warms at the thought of your kind heart and soul.
“She truly is an angel.”,Alastor breathes out. For a moment he’s calm and tranquil.
Anthony looks to Alastors lovesick face and he grins softly while crossing one leg over the other. His chin rests on his palm as he stares out of the window.
“You know, Al, maybe you aren’t a complete piece of shit.”,Anthony states with a bit of a taunting tone. Alastor narrows his eyes at him and scoffs with a turn of his head.
“I don’t want to gouge your eyes out as much as I did before.”,Alastor says bitterly and with a scowl. He glares as Anthony blows him a kiss,”Awh look at you being sweet to me.”