^^^Angel and Kurume being goofy.

Revenge, something which is best served cold...
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I stared at his sleeping face trying to recall the events from last night. Closing my eyes attempting to remember what happened; it all came back flooding back at rapid speed.

I had a horrible dream about my mother's murder. To add to my troubles, I was awake but I couldn't move and began violently shaking in panic. Monica started panicking and asking for help. I heard everyone's footsteps and felt Kurume lift me up.

My body began to shake less and I finally woke up, and he lay me on his bed got a wet towel whipping my sweat. I lay there crying I had never had such a bad experience. He just cradled me gently, kissing my forehead, reassuring me that I would be okay. After calming down I begged for sleeping pills needing to sleep before I went crazy. At first, he refused saying, it might not be the best idea but after a while he texted Monica and she brought my pills and I took some still shaking a bit. After that, all I remember is my eyelids closing after feeling heavy. 

I lifted up the blankets seeing that my legs were still wrapped around his as if hanging on for dear life, his arm was wrapped around me making me feel safe. Not wanting to move, I reached under his pillow checking the time and it was 1 pm and I had no recollection of what time all this had happened, but I knew that I had been asleep for a lot longer than usual.

I looked around the room not moving too much, trying to let Kurume rest and I saw my phone the cupboard charging. For the millionth time, my heart fluttered, as he had charged it and for everything he had done for me. Gently, I leaned over and grabbed it, and put my earphones in listening to music at a low volume feeling contempt as long as he was beside me. 

The feeling in my chest was stronger than I had felt towards anyone, yes I had loved Michael but Kurume made me feel emotions that I couldn't describe.

Which scared me to death.

People I tended to care about, I ended up losing in the end. Something always seemed to go wrong, and the thought of losing Kurume made my heart race almost in a state of panic. I lay there with my eyes closed trying to think happy thoughts, as overthinking never got me anywhere except in a panicked state. Almost as if he sensed my panic he pulled me in tighter so there was no distance between us. I concentrated on nothing but my music and let myself drift to sleep.

Kurume's P.O.V

4 pm

I woke up to the beautiful sight of Angel asleep next to me. Smiling like an idiot, I removed some hair from her face with the arm which wasn't wrapped around her waist. I saw that she had her headphones in listening to music. During the time we had spent together, I noticed that's something she loves to do. I think it helps her get away from her own thoughts.

 Last night had been a nightmare, my heart broke seeing Angel just break down in front of me. I had never seen her shed more than a few tears. Even after seeing Monica and Michael or finding out about her mom. It seems to have affected her more than we thought. She was just amazing at bottling it all up.

Last night, everyone was shaken up because Monica got frightened, and woke everyone up when Angel started shaking. I arrived at the same time as Michael. He tried to hold her hand and wake her up, instead, she began to shake more and her breathing got heavier he immediately backed away. I lifted her up and her shaking seemed to slow down and she buried herself in my chest. 

Everyone paved way and Temi got a bucket of warm water, and a towel, and brought it to me once I had laid Angel down. Everyone had calmed down a little and I reassured them I could handle it, and they all went to their rooms. As I was wiping her sweat, she woke up wide-eyed and unbelievably frightened. She began crying sobs, which could definitely be heard throughout the house. Hesitantly, I cradled her and just let her cry trying not to make it worse. Within her crying, I could feel her pain and agony making me want to cry with her. After a while, she stopped as if she had just turned herself off she smiled at me weakly.

To say I was amazed was an understatement, she begged for sleeping pills, and I tried to change her mind, but eventually, I gave in. I texted Monica to bring her sleeping pills and her charger. When placing her on the bed her phone had fallen out of her pocket her music playing. Who doesn't like to wake up to a fully charged phone? 

Monica agreed and said she was coming while Angel and I got in bed. Immediately, she wrapped her feet around mine I could tell she was exhausted. I gave her a kiss on the forehead and she smiled weakly again. Monica came in with water, pills and her charger. Angel was just blankly staring at the ceiling in deep thought.

Monica whispered that she would talk to Angel in the morning, and wished us a good night. Angel was out of it she didn't even acknowledge Monica I had to call her a few times before she turned to me and took the pills and water. I placed the glass on the floor and plugged in her charger, and watched the phone show the charging symbol before placing my fully charged phone under my pillow. She seemed to still be breathing a bit heavy, though all her shaking had stopped so I placed an arm around her waist and she buried her head into my chest. Glad she was calm, I rested my head next to hers watching her fall asleep only then did I let myself drift to sleep.

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Sleepily, I checked my phone to see multiple texts from everyone asking if Angel was okay, or that they could hear her sobs, all those messages from around 3 am. I knew that it was time for me to wake up. As careful as possible, I removed my hand from her waist she seemed not to notice at all. But then, came and my hardest challenge getting my feet away from her without waking her up, I took a pillow and placed it between her feet while sliding mine away. She fidgeted a bit, but remained asleep so quietly got ready and went downstairs.

I sat down on the sofa as I did so I was bombarded with questions. To my best of ability, I explained what happened leaving out parts I felt were between us, like how we slept.

"So you don't know what triggered her?" Liam asked after listening intensely.

"No," I replied, though I had a guess.

Temi said bluntly, "Then we'll just ask her."

Annoyed Monica responded, "The fuck Temi. No just leave her,"

"Babe calm down," Mark said squeezing her arm.

"How are we meant to help if we don't know what is bothering her?" She questioned everyone hummed in agreement.

Temi threw me some crisps, and I gladly accepted them. After that, we all just went silent, doing own things, enjoying each other's company without saying a word.

Back to Angel's P.O.V

5: 15 pm

I woke to feel slightly better, immediately I laughed at the pillow between my legs. I had heard Kurume shower and leave but not without a kiss on my head; I just wasn't ready to wake up yet. I looked at my phone shocked at the time. In a bit of rush, I went into the bathroom after stretching.

While looking in the mirror, I stumbled across some clothes Kurume had left out for me: he had left me a hoodie and some leggings which were definitely Mon's. I went into Monica's room and got some make-up to conceal my face, and many hair products looking at my messy hair. I showered got dressed, straightened my hair and put on make-up. 

I felt so weird. I looked okay, but I knew I wasn't but looking decent made me feel slightly better having my hair straightened was like my armour. Applying lip gloss to finish the look, I went downstairs.

6:30 pm

It had taken a lot longer to straighten my hair than anticipated. I went downstairs with a plastered bitchy smile. I hadn't even put two feet into the sitting room when Monica hugged me. "You okay? Omg, I was about to check up on you,"

"Good evening to you too Mon, evening everyone," I said trying to sway Monica's questions.

"Nice try Angel," Monica said finally letting go of me.

"So confession time, I borrowed your make-up and straighter. I put it back where I found it though," This time Kurume joined Monica in her death glares.

"Your eyes are swollen," Temi said observing me.

"Damn, I need to work on my make-up skills guess I am a bit rusty," I replied on reflex.

Defence after defence

"Angel Brown don't play!" Temi said angrily. I almost jumped in fear. She had used my whole name. "I and everyone here want to know what had you messed up last night."

"It's a little hazy at the moment, I'm sorry I disturbed you all,"  I said kinda apologetic. 

"Angel..." Kurume started.

"It was about my mom. What else is it going to be about." I sighed running my hand through my hair. Kurume stated at me looking me in my eyes. I immediately broke the eye contact. I couldn't at that moment look in his eyes.

"Can I ask you all something and it's a yes or no question." I took a deep breath. "Are we going to kill everyone in the Lion gang?"

No one answered, and I looked at them. Almost all of them look unsure except Michael he looked like he so desperately wanted to say yes but couldn't do it. 

"You are saying those words out of anger," Michael said breaking the silence.

That's obvious

"I am, but until I see at least Axel dead all my words will have some anger in them. An eye for an eye." 

"Are you okay?" Liam asked looking concerned.

I looked at him confused looked at my reflection in my phone, more importantly, my eyes when he asked me that question.

"Yeah," I replied with a risen eyebrow after seeing that I wasn't crying.

"We all just watched you check, if you were okay," Liam replied. "Here have some crisps, we see you don't eat a lot," Before I could even reject them they were flying towards me. After catching them, I thanked him.

He was an odd kid 

"They killed my dad," Michael said. "My dad owned this gang. A few days after you went missing we found out my dad was murdered by them."

I stood there slightly surprised, but at the same time not completely seeing as he was a gang boss. "Sorry for your loss," I replied.

"You might not be that sorry cause I think that my dad gave your mom the thing that got her killed," Michael said I looked at him wide-eyed before returning to my natural state.

Wait, what...

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