"We're already in trouble! That fucking asshole gets to mess up your life just because he's bored or whatever the fuck and there's nothing I can do." Hartley kicked the ground, which didn't really help matters, especially since he was already limping. He glared at nothing in particular, hands clenched into fists as he walked next to Axel. He was in pain, but that seemed to matter very little right now.

"You won't even let yourself be angry with him. He's nothing, he's an idiot, but he gets to boss you around just because he lucked out. You'd have let him fuck you in front of me, you'd have done anything. It's not fucking fair!"