Pure instinct.

I ride it like a drug, like a high, like a good fuck.

But I didn’t mean to. So I was lost in the moment, in the fight that I yearn for.

But I. . .

I didn’t want to. I know, knew, that it was something I never should have done. He was whole once. I changed that.

But the power had filled me, had pushed me to fight. I felt the waves of energy and lust overflow as I kicked and punched. So I went with my instinct.

And I. . .

It’s not like I can forget about it, push it out of my mind.

Hey, I’m a Slayer. I don’t think, I react. I do what I want, when I want.

But I didn’t want this.

It wasn’t supposed to be this way.

I’m so sorry, Trick. I love you.