Tobias did not see Kai coming. Had he seen him, he would not have tried to run or avoid the beating that was about to ensue. He would do nothing to risk missing out on the pain he craved so intensely that he had sold out a friend to get it. Tobias had never understood the psychological drive behind this masochistic need as much as he had dwelled on the topic and tried to force the feelings away. Since learning of Kai’s existence, the need to feel pain had turned to blind obsession, to the point where he would rather anger his object of worship than remain his friend and never feel his wrath. Had Kai agreed to fight him seriously as he had hoped would happen, there would not have been a call for the double cross, but the encounter he had dreamed about had been far too gentle and cut short b
