Xander

I leave Haley upstairs and take the stairs two at a time to go back to the gym. That fucker Kyle better be waiting for me.

When I enter, Kyle is leaning against the ropes, downing a bottle of water as if nothing happened. As if he didn’t have his filthy paws all over my wife just mere minutes ago.

I hop into the ring and go straight for him, raising my arm back and punching him square in the jaw. The water bottle goes flying as I continue to pummel him against the ropes but the bastard doesn’t try to fight back. Just raising his arms in defence...