121: Hawk

HAWK:

My body was screaming in pain, especially my jaw and the lower part of my body. I had a hard time reaching my room. Plus my head. It felt like it would split open.

Removing my clothes and leaving only my boxer shorts, I fell on the bed.

I stared at the ceiling and smirked, reminiscing about what happened at the bar.

This was the first time in a long time I had fought like that and it was one of the best feelings. Hearing the bones crack and their cries of pain was like a drug to my ears. My hands, although hurting, were itching to fight again.

I smirked as memories of my teenage life resurfaced. Just like the old time.

It was all worth it.

If no one stopped me, I would have killed them by now, especially if I brought with me my gun.

If Miss Winter was not around, she always forbade me from bringing my gun saying she was worried that I might kill my enemies. No harm will befall them as long as nothing happens to them if they won't hurt the strands of Miss Winter's hair. No