NATE
”No?” Fingers flex, readjusting the grip in Remi’s collar as Nate leans in closer, his teeth bared in a snarl. ”What, it isn’t as much fun being on that side of the questions?” The lack of anything in the lullaby’s voice is yet another provocation all on its own, Nate’s fist clean hung at his side so hard he can hear his knuckles pop.
Fine. Fine. ”The difference is I know exactly who hurt my family.” Theres no hearsay, no rumours. Just facts, backing up cold anger. Again, his fist flies up, aiming Remi’s gut this time. ”And I’m not going to kill you.” His knee follows after the punch, a grunt of exertion garbling his last word. There is still a lot he can do short of killing, the possibilities dancing through Nate’s mind as he tries to decide.
Fine. Fine. ”The difference is I know exactly who hurt my family.” Theres no hearsay, no rumours. Just facts, backing up cold anger. Again, his fist flies up, aiming Remi’s gut this time. ”And I’m not going to kill you.” His knee follows after the punch, a grunt of exertion garbling his last word. There is still a lot he can do short of killing, the possibilities dancing through Nate’s mind as he tries to decide.
Deep down, it hurts to know
How bad I wanna call it quits
How bad I wanna call it quits
