Abby bit her bottom lip harder as he asked about her father abusing her. "Almost every day it seems like. But it's probably more like four days out of the week. Depending on how bad he thinks I've been that day. Yesterday it was for not answering his calls and skipping school," she replied quietly, a frown creasing her features. Surprise quickly replaced the frown as she looked down at Matthew's hand engulfing her own. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips, and she gave his hand a little squeeze to let him know it was alright. "I wouldn't consider them mess ups. Geez if you like me just say it mister Grey," she teased, then listened to him tell her what not to do.<br/><br/>"Well then, I guess that leaves just sleeping. Alright then, see you in bed then Matthew," Abby joked, smiling because she knew he had just told her to stop seducing him and rest. Noticing he still had her hand, she raised a brow and intertwined their fingers, wondering when he would notice he hadn't let go yet. "You have pencils right? Because if you're going to confine me to the couch then i'm going to work on my sketchbook. Don't worry about any messes, it's not like im going to die if I cant clean it right now. But come tomorrow morning, it will be clean. You just wont know im doing it until it's done," she said, leaning back in his car's seat as she looked up at the apartment building. Opening her side door, Abby slipped her hand out of Matthew's and proceeded to wiggle her way to the edge of the seat so she could jump down.<br/><br/>Abby still wondered why Matthew had gotten himself involved in something like this. She was always just joking around about him liking her, but maybe he actually did. Well it's not like it bothered her, for the first time in years she felt comfortable around a guy and actually wanted his attention. She couldn't explain but ever since she first met Matthew Grey, things had been different for her. Abby was a lot more bold and playful around him. And what did he mean by he had some things going on? What kind of things were they? Abby shook her head to clear it before she decided to get any bad ideas. But then again, she had already set her mind to do some snooping. After all, curiosity was her biggest weakness.