A/N: Hi everyone! Thank you so much for checking my story out. Please review if you like it, I hope you do!
And I know, I know-my chapters are short. It's because I think in moments and scenes. In tiny things that are memorable.
He pushed it too far. He knew Christina was wary but after today it was only a matter of time before Harlee found out. She would rip him to shreds. He put his fist through the wall, twice. The pain was sobering but did not quite clear his mind. He eased to the floor and let his elbows rest on his knees. He looked up at the ceiling. What the hell was he doing? He hardly knew anymore. He thought he knew why he started but now, why was he still at it? The game had just changed and he wondered whether or not it was worth it. The choices began unraveling on the landscape that was his mind. His heart grew uneasy. What heart? His abdomen clenched and bile rose in his throat.
Enough!
He washed his face in cold water and winced at the sting of his knuckles. The needling pain was actually pleasant. He needed more. He took off his shirt and turned the water to hot.