Zila screamed out in pain as Grimmjaw pulled her head up from the floor, staring at her in the face. A torrent of tears poured from her eyes as she looked at him with a pitiful expression on her face.
"Why did Aizen even assign you to me? You're worthless…" Grimmjaw spat with hatred for the woman.
He tossed her like a rag doll against the wall and walked out the room, leaving her crumpled on the floor. She curled into the fetal position but refused to scream out again. Zila's head swooned with excruciating pain and her body ached. She sat up slowly and wiped the blood from her face.
She clutched at her chest and looked out the open door as a few other Arrancar walked pass her room, whispering and pointing.
"No. She's Grimmjaw-san's new subordinate. He's always ranting and raving about her incompetence." One female whispered.
The other with her chuckled and pointed at Zila with a smirk on her face.
"You will die bitch or worse. Grimmjaw-san just loves having females under him. In more ways than one too!" The girls laughed and walked off leaving Zila alone again.
She refused to continue with Grimmjaw's constant abuse. Every night he would come to her room and take his frustrations out on her. But in a twisted sense, she enjoyed the attention. Zila a heat pass over her that she never felt before; the heat of love and passion.