Good intentions | Guy & Michelle
Guy looked down to the guy on the floor now covered in blood and gave him one last swift kick to his ribs. He honestly could not care less about how much damage he may have caused and if he didn’t think it was such a disgusting habit he’d spit on him. He watched as he rolled over and spat blood from his mouth letting out a sinister laugh. “You deserve so much more than that you absolutely vile and disgusting son of a bitch.” He spoke through gritted teeth. He payed no attention to the small crowd that had gathered or the sirens in the distance. “You should be glad you’re not dead right now, because that’s what you deserve.” He spoke again, sure it could be classed as a threat and could come back and bite him on the ass somewhere down the line but he really didn’t care. He would do anything to protect his family.