I'd decided it was probably better off for me to arrange a few mental health days of my own. With that being said, I ensured that the receiver to the telephone was practically hanging off the side of the desk, far away from its conjoined twin, eliminating any possibility of calls coming through. I was just in no mood to work in the following days after my week decided to take one sick fucked up turn in the form of a possessive incubus with a teenaged girl in my care.

In the following days, I'd retreated to my now sheetless bed, only getting up when nature called, and even that was a task… Each and every moment I went in I was subjected to viewing the aftermath of that wicked night. Needless to say, I'd even lost my appetite. More than once had I seen a box left on my desk with the smell a hot pizza wafting from the air holes. Lady had seemingly taken it upon herself to ensure that I was being fell fed during this testing time of mine. But my mind was now occupied with how I was going to prepare to spend the rest of my life in a high security prison… Something told me that if Missy ever did walk through the still door less entrance to Devil May Cry, that she would be tailed by a couple of suits either looking to break my legs, or have me thrown in prison… And although knowing full well that no prison could truly keep me, I'd been harboring the thought that I'd deserved to rot behind bars for the rest of my days… Given the circumstances.

That would be just the thing to top off my horrible, horrible week… First it starts off with 3 hours' worth of sleep due to fear of getting raped by an Incubus. A kid breaking in accusing me of ravaging her for the past month and confusing me with the same incubus. Taking in the kid only to grow a little attached to the hopeful teen. Unknowingly Rape the kid I'd grown attached to. Realize that it was in fact due to that SAME goddamn Demon I'd been worrying about this whole time… And now I'm back to square one… 3 Hours' worth of sleep worrying about the encroaching ass raping I will surely be subjected to upon my arrival to prison, where I will spend the rest of my days….

God..

…Fucking…

Damnit…!

I tried to pull myself out of the mental torture I'd been subjecting myself to these last few days… I really had, and it seemed with each passing minute that Missy's pre conceived course of action may have been better suited for someone who had no future anymore… Who was I kidding… a simple bullet to the head wasn't going to cut it for me, and I'd been practically been crucified on a cross with my heart being skewered by Rebellion and still managed to live.

Half demon… The title itself feeds a deceiving notion that we're damn near invincible… but when it comes to times like these…We bleed and hurt and suffer in every way humans do… And I'd give anything to be able to trade it simply for a mortal life… So I could end it quickly.

Who was I kidding…. That wouldn't happen anytime soon… It was all a matter of time that I'd have to dance to the music and take my sentence like a man and accept responsibility, despite what I know, despite what I feel… It's not about what you know when it comes to Courtrooms and juries… It's what you can prove, and the proof was there. I raped her. End of Story.

I'd made my way down stairs finally and once more, ignored the two boxes of now cold pizza sitting stacked on the desk.

I felt no sense of ownership in any of the possessions around me anymore… It was like they were already being auctioned off or repossessed. I sat in my desk chair for what felt like the last time and just sat there staring out the door waiting for the inevitable.

The office was null and void of any signs of life, the musical instruments sat untouched and silent… The Jukebox unplugged and no longer emitting it's ambient glow… The overhead fan no longer circulating the air in the room… I listened intently for some kind of movement… from anywhere…

Surprisingly, there was a sound albeit faint… It was there … scouring?

I tried to adjust my ears to pinpoint the source of the sound and as I pointed my head towards my left… I could hear it coming from the bathroom…

Slowly I got up and skulked towards the sound… Surely… She didn't..

But there she was… Plain as day, a bucket on the floor and a scouring pad in her hand, she was erasing the foul vandalism she'd put there days ago, intently occupied in her work, she didn't even realize that I'd been standing in the doorway for several minutes, my heart pounding against my ribcage, lost for words until I finally managed to utter …

"M-Missy?"

She turned her head briskly in my direction and paused for a moment, she than turned and resumed her business as though it was the most important task at hand.

"Thought you'd disappeared" She admitted reaching up to scrub off the now dried blood that now read simply 'FU' the rest of the word only showing a very faint shade of red.

"W-what are you doing here?" My voice managed to shake out, I was holding myself in the doorway, on the verge of my legs completely giving out to shock.

"Just cleaning up my mess…" She replied scrubbing more vigorously, the stain now relentlessly remaining intact. She finally rested for a moment and turned to look at me, only to be surprised by just how deteriorated I'd become, her eyes curved in a way that made her look legitimately saddened by what this whole ordeal had done… to both of us, "After I'd left here, I pretty much did the same thing you did… I disappeared for a little while and thought about what happened. I really let what Lady told me sink in and after seeing you like this… I know that you didn't do it… Well… You weren't all there to say the least. And… I couldn't help but feel this was probably doing a number on you, I noticed the pizza boxes haven't been touched since they've been here."

"You..?"

So it was her that ordered them?

"Well I figured your phones off the hook, no business equals no money, and that usually means no food for you… So I ordered you something, and considering the doors still missing, I'd just come right in, but you were never down here... Guess you were in your room the whole time, I'd never bothered to check there."

So she'd been coming back this whole time?

For a brief moment after coming to this realization, it practically felt like someone had cut the strings off a balloon and allowed them to float liberally to the heavens…

But this feeling was soon overcome by an overpowering need… Something I'd needed since the day she'd left.

I fell at her feet and buried my head in a despicable prayer position, one of my hands reaching out for her feebly.

"Please…. I just need to hear that you forgive me…"

I could feel her judging gaze contemplating my fate, what was mere seconds felt like an eternity as she'd made her way to bring herself to my level. In that moment, I felt her delicate little hand run her fingers through my hair, which accompanied the words;

"It was never your fault to begin with."

My eyes soon met hers, through tear drenched eyes I could see the face of an angel heralding my new found innocence. She was smiling warmly at me as she held a hand out.

"C'mon this floors filthy," She boasted as she helped lift me to my feet, she waved her hands in front of her face jokingly, "And once I'm through with it you're going straight in the tub."She pinched her nose and admitted " You reek Dante."

Guess the week wasn't going to result in my life imprisonment after all…

I could only be so lucky.

More to come guys! Hope you all had an enchanting Christmas with lots of fruity flavored candy canes and toe socks! Please review! =3 Much Love to all in the new year~