For as long as you could remember, your boyfriend had gotten into fights constantly. You were always asking him to stop, but he just pushed you away.

Zane came home, his nose and knuckles bleeding. He didn't dare speak to you, knowing you'd only scold him so he simply ignored you entirely as he headed to the first aids cabinet.

You immediately turned towards him, small amounts of anger evident in your voice. "Excuse me?" You said angrily as you watched him just walk past.

He turned around with a look of annoyance. "Your excused."