I gripped the back of his balding head, feeling beyond erratic and slammed it forward against the shelves before jerking him back to the other shelf. “She’s a fucking child!” I screamed, watching the blood gash from his head as his body dropped to the floor. Tony silently whimpered and winced in pain as he gripped his head. I looked at my hand soaked in his blood as it trickled down between my fingers and knuckles. Without a fucking care, I licked my palm and sucked my finger in front of him before shaking my head, feeling sick.
so you are good for something
