Angel went to his room at the hotel immediately after arriving. He'd had another bad day at the club. Val had gotten so angry and he always took his anger out on Angel. He shut and locked his door, sitting on his bed. He curled up into a ball and cried, his lower arms keeping his legs against his chest and his upper arms covering his face. After a while, he heard a soft knock at his door. "It's locked." He said, sitting up and wiping his eyes.