Our Truth

Angel slowly made her way down the street with a sigh. It had been two months since she had ran away from home, the anger towards her parents for kicking her brother out all those years ago finally reaching the breaking point. She wasn't watching where she was going and bumped into someone.

Dante stepped back. "Sorry."

"No sorry it was my fault.... Dante is that you?" Angel asked.

Dante nodded. "Angel?"

Angel nodded. "Yeah. Its been a long time."

Dante nodded. "It has."

"How have you been?" Angel asked.

"I've been okay, raising Trev on my own," said Dante.

Angel nodded. "Hows Trev been?"

"Typical sixteen year old little brother," chuckled Dante.

Angel smiles and nodded, glad he hadn't ask about her.

"What about you?" Dante asked curiously.

Angel shrugged before answering, "Been on the streets for a while."

Dante nodded. "If you need a place to crash you can stay with me and Trev."

Angel nodded. "Thanks i might take you up on that."

Dante nodded. "You know where it is."

Angel nodded, "See ya later then."

Dante nodded. "Later."

A few hours later and Angel finally knocked on Dante's door."

Dante got up to answer the door.

"Hey..." Angel said as she shouldered her bag.

Dante smiled. "Hey, c'mon in."

Angel smiled as she stepped inside.

Dante stepped aside. "Stay as long as you want."

"Thanks this means a lot." Angel said.