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Chapter 11
The next morning, the group was greeted with smells of home cooked breakfast, something that none of them could ignore. Angel turned over to face Collins in bed, who was still sleeping soundly. Tracing his cheek with her fingers, Angel leaned in kissing him on his cheek. Feeling her touch, the professor opened his eyes immediately smiling at Angel who looked heavenly with the mornings' sun around her. "Morning." She warmly smiled at him. "Morning. How are you feeling my love?" Collins laid his head back sighing deeply. "Better, but just not ready to face the day."
"Hey! Get the heck up you guys! It's food! Real food!" Mimi exclaimed happily from the other side of the door. "We're coming Mimi! ¡Váyase!" Angel said as she threw a pillow at the door. Throwing on one of Collins' old sweatshirts, and pulling her pajama pants over her thighs Angel walked over to Collins' side of the bed sitting next to his legs. "You comin'?" Collins played with Angel's ear a bit, giving her the best smile that he could muster. "In a minute babe." Giving his lips a gentle kiss, Angel stepped into her house shoes opening the door. "Promise?"
"Promise." Collins said saluting her.
The group was happily sitting around the table munching and talking away. Aunt Doris was constantly going back into the kitchen handing Mark plates of food to hand off to the hungry group. "¡Ah mi Dios! You all are acting like a bunch of puercos!" Angel said looking at the group. When Aunt Doris returned with a humongous pitcher of orange juice, Angel fled over to the woman. "I am so sorry about this, I don't know what's got into them-"
"That's alright, I figured ya'll were starving. Where is it that you live again?" Angel's expression fell. "Well, we appreciate you feeding us." Not giving Collins' Aunt anymore room for her to badger her, Angel sat herself down next to Mark who was currently cleaning his camera. "Zoom in on the group eating as if they had never eaten real food in their lives." "Not like this we haven't!" Roger said his mouth filled with food. The film maker rolled his eyes, facing the camera towards Angel, who played with her glass of orange juice. "Angel, you okay?" Mark said quietly, turning the camera off. The drag queen looked up at her friend, finally giving him a genuine smile. "Fine dear." Mark nodded, pushing a plate of waffles her way. "Eat. Don't worry about her, she just doesn't understand us." Angel smiled once more, poking her fork into a waffle. "I hope so hunny. But you know I have a feeling that we're not going to be welcomed in this house much longer. I know when I'm not wanted, and she definitely doesn't want me in this house."
Benny stood up when he spotted a weary Collins. "Well there he is! Come on man, have a seat your Aunt went all out for us this morning." Angel glanced over to her man, blowing him a kiss as he sat down in Benny's old seat next to her. Kissing her gently on the cheek, Collins smiled at everyone immediately taking a plate for himself.
After everyone had eaten, the girls including Angel began to help Aunt Doris straighten up the house while the guys walked into the front yard. "Actually, I'm not gonna need your help. Why don't you go outside with the rest of the guys?" Aunt Doris said almost shooing Angel out of the kitchen. Mimi looked up to Angel who was obviously hurt by the woman's treatment of her. "I'd like to stay in here if it's alright with you and help clean up." The older woman gave Angel the look up, returning to the kitchen. Sighing slightly, Angel regained her composure beginning to pick up leftover plates. Maureen walked over to Angel, placing her hand on Angel's lower back. Feeling Maureen's presence, Angel moved so that she wouldn't touch her. "You know if you guys were that upset you would have said something to her." Maureen looked at her friend. "I'm sorry baby; we're just trying to get the things that Collins needs so that we can get the hell out of here."
Benny took a sip of his orange juice, looking out at the lawn. "God, she really fucked this place up." Collins who was sitting on the step looked up at Benny. "Yeah, tell me about it." Mark filmed the place, shaking his head behind the lens. "We should fix this place up man." Roger stamped out his cigarette before returning to the group. "Yeah, that's a good idea. But I think we should find the papers that you need Tom before your Aunt goes to far with her shit talking." "Roger-" Mark said putting his camera into his bag. "What do you mean?" Collins asked standing up, brushing the dirt off of his jeans. "Your Aunt has been fucking with Angel since we got here man."
Angel angrily brushed past the performance artist handing Collins' Aunt the plates. "Now why don't you go outside with the rest of the men-"
"You know what I'm sick of you insulting me." Angel said angrily, slowly stepping up to the woman.
"Angel, calm down." Mimi said grabbing Angel's arm.
"No, let him talk honey." Aunt Doris said to Mimi. "Let him talk."
"What is it that you have against me? Against Tom?"
"Let me tell you one thing, I don't like what you are and I don't like that you've brought it in my mothers house! So I suggest you get outside with the rest of the men like you belong before I make something else of it." Turning around, Aunt Doris carried her stack of plates, her red ringer nails scratching the bottom of them.
"Fuck you." Angel said trying to pull herself from now Mimi and Joanne's grip. The older woman stopped in her tracks, turning around and walking up to Angel who was ready for whatever this woman had to give her. Slowly, the older woman poked her blood red nails into Angel's skin. "Watch your mouth faggot."
Freeing herself from Joanne's grip, Angel took her right hand pushing Collins' Aunt with all of her might. "Fuck you bitch! You're the reason why Collins doesn't have his grandmother!" The older woman slammed into the wall, causing a picture of Collins to crash to the floor. Looking around, Aunt Doris picked up a plate arming herself with it. "Come at me again mother fucker." Angel ripped herself from her friends' grip, coming at the older woman. "Oh my God Angel!" Mimi screamed at the top of her lungs.
Things went dark, and she felt out of control as the blood slowly ran down her face. Maureen screamed running out of the house to get the guys. Angel collapsed backwards onto Joanne, slowly running in and out of consciousness. All Angel could remember was the older woman standing over her as she finally closed her eyes.