"What?" He could only scoff as your statement echoed within his mind. "Do you think I enjoy this? This infatuation of mine? This horrible need to know that you are okay?"

His dull eyes didn't dare leave her figure. She had been out of his sight for long enough and just look at what had happened - you were bleeding. Barely, but blood loss was still blood loss.

"To know that you have the power to hurt me in a way that no one has been able to, for years?"

And there he was, angrily confessing as you stood under the coat of midnight.