I'm glad you came.
He was called The ladies man, she was known as the Mattress queen. A match made in heaven or hell?
It was a reaction born of practice. He could still remember watching the same at home. Every time his sperm donor had a bad day. The horror, the pain in his mother face would explode while he took every frustration out into her.
At 6-years-old he couldn't understand why He hated her so much. She was such a good person, always smiling, and taking care of them. At 8-years-old he knew He was in the wrong. That year she had almost died. It was so gruesome the neighbours called the police, while he ran for an ambulance to help her. Her wounds where so deep, so gory, that even the Monster found it hard to look at.
When the police finally arrived, the paramedics had taken both to the E.R. They only found him, sitting on the stairs by the door, crying. When asked, he told them all. How He was covered in her blood, with little pieces of flesh still hanging from his knuckles. How he had starved her, yelled at her, making every single moment agonizing. He told them he just couldn't understand why she didn't leave, why she was so good to him. He always came drunk, never caring about the hour, how he would yell at the neighbours. How he was ashamed he couldn't stop him, no matter how many times he tried.
Three days later, the Monster went away, never to return. His mother had told him not to worry, that their lawyer and the good policemen would help them. The Beast would never touch them again.
He had once asked why she hadn't leaved him. She gazed at the window, took a deep breath while whispering, "I thought being divorced was worse, but I was wrong… oh, so wrong" as tears fell from her cheeks.
By the time he was 13-years-old his mother remarried. To a good man, someone he could proudly call father. He was the lawyer who helped them persecute the Beast. The weirdest of it all, he loved him like a son. He was a Monster's son, how could he love him so much, was something he couldn't understand until he was 18. That's when he gathered the courage and finally asked. Those words, that moment when everything seemed to fall into place would always be his most treasured memory. When his father said: "because even at 6-years-old you tried to protect her, without you, I'll would have never met her, it's thanks to you I have found my one true love, and she came with a dashing knight to protect her, what else could a man ask in life?"
They may have spent little time together, but he was in the important moments, and for that, he will always be thankful to his father. He taught him what a real human relationship was about, the way you always have to not only respect others but yourself as well. He was a real life mentor. Nonetheless, he had His genes; he had the potential to become like Him, he would rather suicide than hurt someone like the Beast had his mother. That's how he got famous as The ladies man, each time a one night stand, none of the girls complained aside from getting a rematch. No attachments, no pain, that way he'll never injure anyone.
That's why when he saw a douchebag about to hit a girl he started running. By the time he reached them, she was on the floor and he was about to jump her. Everything seemed to slow down, the momentum he had gained plus the force the jump had given his adversary helped to create a blow so powerful that it would knock down his opponent so hard he wouldn't walk for a week. He will probably broke his hand in the manoeuvrer, but it would be worth if she was saved.