A/N: I don't really know where this is going so bear with me. Chapter 7 follows Angel on the day he an Mark split up. Lots of angst and a big mistake on Angel's part.
Disclaimer:I don't own RENT, I have ne money, Don't sue me.
Angel And
By Papi
Angel walked into the club that afternoon in tears, not knowing what to do, or who to talk to. He wished his sister was here, she always had the best advice. Angel walked to his dressing room and closed the door, not noticing that Bella had come out of another dressing and was following him. The heartbroken singer flopped on his bed and sobbed loudly. Bella entered and sat on the bed next to Angel, putting one hand on his back.
"Angel, what happened?" Bella asked, worried. She had never seen Angel this upset before.
Angel rolled onto his back and cried,"It's over! Mark and I are through!"
Bella wrapped the sobbing boy in her arms and said,"Do you want to tell me about it?"
Angel shook his head, and stood. He left the room that had once been his refuge, not looking back. Angel walked into the late afternoon sun, not really knowing where he was going, but he knew he would never return.
Angel walked for hours, all over Alphabet City. He walked without direction and without purpose, thinking about what had gone wrong. He thought, maybe if I had been more open when we first met, or if I hadn't brought up the subject of living together.
Angel felt as if someone were watching him, but when he turned around he didn't see anyone, except a couple of junkies who were to busy with their needles to pay attention to him. Then Angel came to a decision. He felt in his pocket to see if he had any money, then he turned around and approached the junkies, hoping they still had something to sell.
After he bought the smack and the needle from the junkies Angel went to track down a lighter and a candle. He found what he was looking for in an alley off of Avenue A. He melted the powder and filled the syringe. Before he stuck the needle in his arm, Angel prayed that it would be enough to kill him. He injected himself, then floated into blackness.
A/N: What will happen to our young friend? Find out in Chapter 8. R&R, reviews rock my socks.
Disclaimer:I don't own RENT, I have ne money, Don't sue me.
Angel And
By Papi
Angel walked into the club that afternoon in tears, not knowing what to do, or who to talk to. He wished his sister was here, she always had the best advice. Angel walked to his dressing room and closed the door, not noticing that Bella had come out of another dressing and was following him. The heartbroken singer flopped on his bed and sobbed loudly. Bella entered and sat on the bed next to Angel, putting one hand on his back.
"Angel, what happened?" Bella asked, worried. She had never seen Angel this upset before.
Angel rolled onto his back and cried,"It's over! Mark and I are through!"
Bella wrapped the sobbing boy in her arms and said,"Do you want to tell me about it?"
Angel shook his head, and stood. He left the room that had once been his refuge, not looking back. Angel walked into the late afternoon sun, not really knowing where he was going, but he knew he would never return.
Angel walked for hours, all over Alphabet City. He walked without direction and without purpose, thinking about what had gone wrong. He thought, maybe if I had been more open when we first met, or if I hadn't brought up the subject of living together.
Angel felt as if someone were watching him, but when he turned around he didn't see anyone, except a couple of junkies who were to busy with their needles to pay attention to him. Then Angel came to a decision. He felt in his pocket to see if he had any money, then he turned around and approached the junkies, hoping they still had something to sell.
After he bought the smack and the needle from the junkies Angel went to track down a lighter and a candle. He found what he was looking for in an alley off of Avenue A. He melted the powder and filled the syringe. Before he stuck the needle in his arm, Angel prayed that it would be enough to kill him. He injected himself, then floated into blackness.
A/N: What will happen to our young friend? Find out in Chapter 8. R&R, reviews rock my socks.
