(Hazbin Hotel) The Radio Demon and The Doe-Eyed Killer

Chapter 77: Those eye's that shine like gold, hides a pain that hurts your soul

If I could face them
If I could make amends
With all my shadows
I'd bow my head
And welcome them

But I feel it burning
Like when the winter wind
Stops my breathing

Are you really going to love me
When I'm gone
I fear you won't
I fear you don't

And it echoes when I breathe
Until all you'll see
Is my ghost
Empty vessel, crooked teeth
Wish you could see
And they call me under

And I'm shaking like a leaf
And they call me under
And I wither underneath
In this storm

I am a stranger
I am an alien
Inside a structure
Are you really going to love me
When I'm gone

With all my thoughts
And all my faults

I feel it biting
I feel it break my skin
So uninviting

Are you really going to need me
When I'm gone
I fear you won't
I fear you don't

And it echoes when I breathe
Until all you see is my ghost
Empty vessel, crooked teeth
Wish you could see
And they call me under

And I'm shaking like a leaf
And they call me under
And I wither underneath
In this storm

I feel it
And they call me under
And I'm shaking like a leaf
And they call me underneath
To this storm...

"Abby..."

Abigail gasped and stepped away from the edge and gulped as she heard Amos slowly walking towards her. She was shaking and had her hands clasped over her heart in fear. Her shoulders were shaking up and down over her frantic breathing before it stilled in a shuddering gasp the moment she felt him standing behind her.

Five seconds of silence and Abigail gulped in fear as she spoke timidly towards him.

"A-Amos... I," She gasped in shock as his strong arms wrapped around waist her from behind. He took another half step forward and gently leaned into her body in order to hug her properly. He sighed softly and whispered as he rested his chin against her hair.

"Abigail, I said that I wouldn't judge you, and I haven't. I love you, and that love only makes this all hurt a thousand times more than that knife ever did..."

He closed his eyes and spoke from the heart.

"Just knowing that you've been suffering with this—in silence—for the past 99 years. For 99 years you've been holding onto this guilt. Oh gosh darn-it Abby, you have no reason to apologize, not to me. You did what you thought was best. You chose to negate the truth with lies towards a curious town. You got rid of any evidence of my death and protected our son from being accused of murder. You also helped him in learning to handle his own conflicted emotions by simply being his mother. Yes, I wish he had chosen a different outlet instead of killing, but...I know that he was happy. I just wish...I—I just wish that I had opened up to you from the start."