"So, you're so afraid of being imperfect and losing God's approval, you insult me while we're on the phone together?" Beelzebub chuckled, a quiet sniffle following behind.
"It's painful to say goodbye to someone you don't want to let go. I wish you would just answer my calls but what can I do? I can't make you come back to me. But I wish I could've, somehow made you stay... I'm sorry."