#angel sinclair

TW: angsty

Lester and Angel had slept in Lester’s truck the night of Bo and Vincent’s death, waking up to the sounds of police sirens and red blue flashing lights isn’t the best thing, especially when your family are killers. “Papa..” Angel said weakly, nudging Lester awake “they are here..” she said her voice barely a whisper. Lester jumped up hearing “they are here” code word for when shit it the fan. “Oh fuck” Lester whispered opening the door of his truck and hopping out. His boots hit the ground hard, when he got a good look at the scene his heart dropped. When he saw that the ‘house of wax’ wasn’t there anymore and looked at the streets he knew what happened, “shit” he said his voice trembling. he called Bo, Bo always answered his phone. Lester called Bo twice, then a third. After the third he knew something was wrong, “he can’t be..” Lester said, “fuck, they’re dead aren’t they.” Tears swelled in Angels eyes “don’t pa.. please” she cried. A lump appeared in both of their throats. Jonesy came to the truck hungry looking for food, “hey baby girl” Angel said lowering herself to Jonesys level, “here you go girl” Angel said giving a bone to jonesy, Angel hugged jonesy as she cried into her fur. Lester opened the back of his truck for him, Angel and jonesy to sit, “what do we do now pa?” Angel said feeling defeated. Lester put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Live.” He said with a smile. An ambulance drove by with Carly and Nick inside. Lester waved to them, seeing the horror in Carly’s eyes when she was him was Lester’s last act of revenge, the curtain has now closed and it was time to move on, to the finishing act.

Angel: ughh I hate how heavy this is and it doesn’t even fit right!!

Rusty: Bo heard that all the time but he still goes in anyway, Right Bo?

And your daddy’s here”