^{Abby snorts derisively, “she might not want shit to do with you, might wanna punch you in the dick but shes not exactly a monster that wants you dead. lets be honest here the kids my jiminy fucking cricket.”} 

^{he really should’ve thought of that before saying stupid things. “Oh we can make idle threats against meph and it’s no big deal but mentioning dearest lucifer is just a touch too far? is that—–is that how its working now?” she asks with a wry smirk, “because lemme tell you it’s not. no one tells me what I can and can’t leave out. you crossed the line first so reap what you sow champ.”} 

_{the only REASON he didn’t want anyone else involved was due to the fact it was his PROBLEMS and no one else’s. maybe that made him a bit ODD, but in his mind, he wanted to keep this all on HIMSELF. no matter what he did, no matter WHAT he had achieved, it almost always ended up FALLING to someone else to either take the CREDIT or BLAME.} 

_{either way, it was a LOSE lose situation that he wasn’t going to be able to WIN,} 

❝ she wants me BACK in hell for all time, abby. i do think with enough INFLUENCE she can get it, but you want to know the real kicker? i know for a FACT that meph will be around for the REST of my damnable life. ❞ he honestly hated it; hated the understanding of the situation that he found himself in, but it was the TRUTH ( for the most part ).

_{his fists clenched together tightly as he tried to calm himself, but it’s effects were yet to be seen,} 

❝ I know you HATE that i’m enjoying myself with him, but the MOMENT you bring him up again, it gets PERSONAL.❞