“What the fuck?” I muttered. What did I just do? Was I actually going to hurt her? But I did hurt her. She came out tonight, saved my fucking ass in town earlier, and I… I fucking attacked her. She stood up for me, and all I saw was trash and a threat. All that spirit, and I beat it down. I treated her like garbage, and instead of feeling powerful, I only saw a little boy on the ground, crying and heartsick, because he couldn’t stop what was happening to him. Rika would hate me. She’d never look at me again.
