Hi guys! This chapter was one of my favourite to write. At first, I had a plan to make Alastor break up with Angel for Angel's safety and for Angel and his siblings to move away to their distant relatives after their final exams. But then I thought, it didn't sound like our favourite serial killer Alastor, lol. So, I rewrote the chapter. Hope you all will enjoy this version much more.

Some French words used: fils=son; cher=dear; Mon=my; Ange=Angel; salope=slut; amour=love; Mon doux Ange=My sweet angel

Some Italian words used: il mio bel diavolo=my handsome devil; stop bene=I am okay; ucidimi, ti prego=kill me, please;

The rain mixed with Angel's tears as the blonde boy sobbed loudly. The brunette rubbed his back. "He is going to pay for this." Alastor murmured. Angel shivered uncontrollably. "Please Al, I am scared." Angel murmured. "Shh. I am here, Mon Ange. I will make sure, nothing ever happens to you." Alastor reassured him and Angel nodded. "Let's go now." Alastor said and Angel held Alastor's hand as he led him back home.

Angel's eyes closed instantly the moment they reached home and sat on the bed. He was exhausted. Alastor patted his head and gave his forehead a light kiss. He was going to confront his father. No one hurts his Angel! But till his parents return, he was going to make sure Angel had a good sleep. He looked outside the window and saw the rain was turning to hail. He sighed and closed the curtains. Thank God the window was away from the bed and a lot of Alastor's possessions.

He wondered how his friends, Pentious and Cherri's date had gone. Probably good because it was scheduled in the afternoon and it was already evening. He remembered the girls were going to have a sleepover tonight. He wondered how they will even reach Charlie's home in this hailstorm. He was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of a door closing from downstairs. His mom was back from the grocery store. He placed a kiss on Angel's head before rushing down.

Alastor rushed to the kitchen and hugged his mom from behind. "Alastor, what happened?" his mother asked, looking at the young boy who wasn't smiling. "Why are you not smiling, fils?" she asked lovingly. "Father. He hurt Angel." Alastor replied, shaking. And although his mother thought he was shaking in fear, Alastor was actually shaking in anger. "What did he do?" his mother asked. Alastor spoke the words, Angel spoke, Angel's sobs were still ringing in his ears.

Alastor's mother was silent as she hugged her son. His husband was cruel but she didn't think he would go this far. Alastor's mother knew she had to do something to protect his son. "How about you go to your room and stay there, hmm. When your father comes I will talk to him." his mother assured him and he nodded. He turned around and headed for the stairs but before leaving, he turned around and said, "Tell him, Angel is my boyfriend." with a dark look in his eyes. His mother nodded and asked him to smile which he did.

Okay please don't kill me, I was going to make Al win but I changed it to Al losing. This is going to be a fuckton of an emotional rollercoaster. So bear with me. A lot of things are going down in this chapter. It's depressing asf, at least for me.

Alastor sat next to his beautiful love and carressed his cheek. Angel's eyes fluttered open and a smile grew on his face as he looked at Alastor. "How are you feeling, Mon cher?" Alastor asked, caressing his cheek. "Beautiful." Angel replied with a cocky smile, making Alastor laugh a little. "Well you're beautiful, Mon Amour." Alastor replied. "Not as much as you, il mio bel diavolo." Angel said.

Alastor smiled. Of course, Angel was back to his flirty self. He knew how to hide his pain so well. "You are very brave, Mon Ange." Alastor said. "Kiss me." Angel said in return. Alastor looked at him in surprise. "Our first kiss was in the rain, I want the second to be here. KIss me." Angel added. Alastor shook his head with a smile at how adorable Angel was but complied. Alastor leaned in to kiss his love.

The two boys shared a sweet kiss as the moon shone brightly through the window. The hailstorm had died down but was still on. Angel felt her heart flutter as Alastor deepened the kiss. After a while, they parted to breathe. Angel hugged Alastor. "I love you, Al." "I love you too, Mon doux Ange." Alastor replied.

Angel let out a laugh. "You have to tell me, what those mean, you know." Angel said. Alastor chuckles. "Hmmm, let's see. Mon Cher means my dear, Mon Ange means my Angel, Mon doux Ange means my sweet Angel and Mon Amour means my love." Alastor replied. Angel was a blushing mess. "Ya can't give a guy a heart attack like that, Al." he said covering his face as Alastor burst out laughing.

"You are so sweet." Angel said in a muffled voice from behind his hands. Alastor chuckled. "Not as sweet as you, Mon doux Ange." he said teasingly. Angel was blushing so hard that his face was redder than the deer plush toy in his bag. (yes he has a red deer plushie with him)
"Fuck, Al! How do you do this to me?" asked a very flustered Angel. "Do what, Mon cher?" "You know what I am talking about." Alastor just laughed.

TW: Violence and assault and offensive words

However their fun was cut short as they heard voices from downstairs. Alastor's parents were shouting, especially his father. Angel shivered. "Hey, hey. Angel look at me, I won't let him hurt you." Alastor said, hugging him tight. Angel sobbed in his boyfriend's arms. Memories of Val flooding in. Fuck why was he so scared. He had killed people. He was the son of a Mafia boss. And yet here he was, shivering in his boyfriend's arms.

"Why da fuck I gotta be such a pussy?" Angel cried. "Angel, look at me, my love. You are not a -" Alastor was cute short by a loud bang. Both boys looked at the door in fear. Alastor's dad was standing there but there was no sign of his mother. Angel whimpered. "Where is mother?" Alastor asked in a stern voice. His father didn't reply but kept on staring at them.

"I want you to stay away." Alastor whispered in Angel's ear before getting off the bed and moving towards his father. "Where's mother?" he asked again. "Dead, like your little distraction is going to be." Alastor's father replied, staring at Angel who was backing off against the wall. Something inside Alastor snapped. He pushed his father to the ground and started punching him.

HIs father knocked him off and started punching him virtually. "You're gonna hit your father, boy? For this! This fag! He is a fucking Salope." he said, hitting Alastor brutally. Angel's ears rang with the word. He remembered Rosie once telling him that it meant slut. Memories of Valentino flooded his brain. He felt fear griping his chest. He wanted to help Alastor but he couldn't move. His breath was stuck in his throat as he started panicking.

"You are daddy's good little slut, aren't you?" Valentino's voice rang in his ears. He could feel Valentino's firm grip around his throat. He could see those red eyes as they stared down at him. He could feel Valentino's hands grabbing him and sliding around his body. He couldn't breathe as tears streamed down his face. He felt like he was about to die.

He felt two arms grip him, pulling him out of the trance. "You fucking fag! How dare you turn my son?" Alastor's dad shouted at the poor boy's face. "Please. No one can turn anyone. Please, stop." he sobbed. The man ripped off his flannel shirt and slapped him across his face. "You fucking slut! You wanna dress like a woman then get treated like one. You should know your place, whore." he shouted throwing the poor kid, back on the bed.

Angel whimpered as he felt his hand slide up his chest inside his crop top. "ucidimi, ti prego" the blonde murmured as fear enveloped him. Valentino re-entering his mind. "Leave him alone." Alastor said, hitting his father on the head with a chair. Angel broke free of him and pushed him with all the strength he could conjure. "Angel please, I need you to leave and get help, please." Alastor murmured. "I can't leave you." Angel said. "Please, Mon Amour. I need you to get help." Alastor said. Angel gulped before running out of the room as Alastor fought his father.

Angel rushed down the stairs to see Alastor's mother. "Fuck" he murmured. She wasn't dead yet but was near death. He quickly tied his torn shirt around her wound before rushing out of the house. He didn't know where to go or who to ask for help. In this state, he didn't trust anyone, not even the police. So he went where he knew his friends would be. He ran as fast as he could. He had to reach Charlie's house.

"Will he be okay?" Charlie asked as the group sat on the floor with pillows. "Yea I think so." Cherri replied. "Stupid hail." Molly added. Suddenly the hear a doorbell. "Who is here at this time?" Vaggie murmured. The group slowly walked towards the door as the rining gets frantic. "Should we call the authorities?" Molly inquired. "No, let's just check." Niffty replied, being the first to head to the door.

The door opens to reveal a bleeding and shivering Angel. "Angel!" Molly immediately hugged her twin. "What happened?" Rosie asked. "Al... Alastor." he murmured. The girls lead him in and make him seat on the couch. Charlie was already crying, looking at her friend. Her two friends were injured in a single day and now there's a high chance even Alastor was hurt.

Cliffhanger! I hope this chapter was as good as it was cruel. Because it stirred up some of my worst memories. But nevertheless here's the chapter.

Hey Kori, special message to you. I know you wanted to find out what happened with Alastor's dad but I had already planned two chapters for CherriSnake and Chaggie so I decided to write all three today for you. So thanks for being my motivation. Other two chapters will probably come out later tonight only as they are both already planned.

Here's a funny fanart I found on Pinterest to cheer you all up. And yes it gave me a writing prompt but probably not for this story.

I showed this photo to my friend and it took me a minute to realize what exactly was going on and we cracked up laughing, lmao.

Also a lil hint for the next chapter = Jordan + Drama Club + Jealousy + School Fight