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Chapter 7
"What the hell is going on here?" an astonished Abigail asked as Byron pushed the girl aside and struggled to regain his composure.
He replied, "Bbbbaby, erm, what are yyyyou doing here? Iiiiiiii was j-just..."
"Don't 'you were just' me! Why were you all over that slut? Huh? Tell me!" Abby demanded. Just then, inanimate objects ,including a set of knives, started to float in the air.
"Baby, what are you doing?!" the cheater inquired, looking shocked.
Just in time, Liz walked into the house and said, "Abby! What are you doing?!"
"This son of a bitch cheated on me with this skank!" she sobbed. Liz grabbed Abigail by the shoulders and led her out of the house.
"C'mon, Abs. Let this bum live. You're better than that. Let's go home," Liz said. The whole way home, Abigail cried, and Liz just stroked her hair and listened to everything she had to say.
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When Liz returned, Abigail brushed past everyone, grabbed two bottles of wine, and headed to her room without talking to anyone.
"What's yanking her chain?" Red asked, taking out a cigar and lighting it up.
Liz looked at Hellboy and Abe and answered, "Her boyfriend, Byron, is cheating on her. We walked in on him and some other girl kissing. Give Abs some time to think, okay? Especially you, Red. You tend to make things seem worse than they really are. She's hurt and embarrassed, so Abe, can you talk to her for me? She trusts you. I actually think that you're someone who can talk some sense into her."
"What? Me?" Abe asked, shocked.
"Yes, you! Now go," Liz ordered, and Abe complied.
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An hour later, Abe walked into the room belonging to Abby and was surprised to see an empty wine bottle on the floor. He looked at Abigail, who was sitting on her bed, swaying slightly. Her bloodshot eyes focused on Abe. She smiled a goofy smile.
"Hellooooooooooo, Aaaaabe!" she slurred, "Whatsh uuuuuuuuppppppp?"
An astonished Abe replied, "Um, me? Nothing much. Um, Abigail, how many bottles of wine did you drink?"
"Errrrrrrrrm... like, twwwwwooooo and a halfth."
Wow. She's really upset. Abe thought. How was he going to comfort Abby when she was drunk?
