Trauma that is unbonded part five

The unlikely pair parted ways as they had different objectives in their mind.

“I better be off to check on Nuggets before the princess makes us start doing those trust exercises…” Angel said, fixing his hair in the mirror near the night stand.

“That pig is a curiosity of mine. How'd you get him?” Husk asked.

“A family pet,” Angel explained. “He's like family to me.”

“I also gotta go check on the bar, but I think it's cute how you look after a pig. Very responsible!” Husk said as he waved to Angel. “It's a good look on you!”

Angel blushed. “He pretty much takes care of himself but thanks!” he waved back as they went different ways.

Husk was planning to discuss something of utmost importance to Alastor, the demon overlord that currently had his soul under contract.

Angel, however, wanted to find Cherri, his best friend, to, “spill the tea,” so to speak.

Angel was extremely excited over with the prospects of cuddling with and hanging out more with Husk, to say the least.

“So you like that old grumpy bitch, huh, Angie?” Cherri said over the phone.

Angel grinned. “I always did. Ya know I like older guys.”

“Well to each their own, I guess!” she laughed.

“I think he's the one, Cher. I have done battle with the man. Drank with him. Sang with him. Danced. Shit, I've done everything but suck his dick. And of course, have sex…”

“Speaking of that. Ugh!” Cherri whined. “I miss that snake guy.”

“Pentious? Yeah he was a real one,” Angel replied.

“No shit. He was actually hot as hell. Made me wish I could have gotten to know him better…”

Angel sighed. “I actually overheard Pentious got redeemed. Went to the Pearly Gates and wasn't flat out denied access!”

Cherri gasped, “That snake-charming motherfucker got to go up? Wow.”

“Yes indeed he did sugar-tits, and I'm just as surprised as you,” Angel was hiding the fact his own personal disappointment that he had been here at the hotel longer than Sir Pentious and wasn't redeemed yet. “You know you can always come live here and start a new path…”

Cherri scoffed but it sounded weak. “Ugh, yeah, yeah. It's cool as fuck you're doing all that redemption shit. But, you know me, bitch!”

“You can always change your mind,” Angel persisted. “Then you can meet Snake-Dick twice in Heaven…”

Cherri laughed. “That would be a sight wouldn't it?”

Angel whistled, “I think so.”

“Well I hope you get that grumpy dick soon. Ya need a pick me up!” Cherri exclaimed. Angel laughed, shaking his head.

“That's what I mean. I feel more fulfilled just being around him. No sex. It's somehow more pleasurable than messing around.”

“Whatever, I definitely don't think the same way, Ang!”

Angel chuckled. “I can tell!”

They said goodbye and Angel hung up. The texts started flying in from Val, and they were demanding as hell. Val was a demon overlord who ran a popular porn studio. He was also the one who had a soul contract with Angel, forcing him to do the most disgusting and violent sexual acts for money on camera.

Bitch answer me when I message you!

Angel scrolled down the endless stream of passive-aggressive statements, insults and sexual implications.

You better be here one hour early tonight. It's for a gang banging special. 20 guys. Maybe a few girls too

Angel would've laughed at the ridiculous nature of his life if he wasn't already crying. He wiped the tears angrily, texting his boss back in a sleazy and affirmative way. It was the only way to keep the asshole happy. To pretend he loved every soul-sucking second of it.

But, in his mind, he made his bed now he has to lie in it. And spread eagle in it. And bend over for long periods of time. And suck and snort and fake his way through another shitty shoot with Val.

The only thing that made sense, that grounded his fucked up life, was knowing he had Husk to vent to after it was all over. And that felt like heaven to him.