Adrenaline pumping, blood pouring, heavy breathing.

Jealousy.

That’s what you got you into this mess. You had seen another female recruit talking to Simon..no..flirting. and now you stand over her twitching , bruised, broken, bleeding, body. while Simon had watched..though he didn’t seem upset. more proud. he watched with a smirk under his mask as you finally stopped pounding the girl and looked to him, breathing heavily, sweating, eyes wide.