~~KEANU~~
Ethel was in my shirt, two buttons undone at the top, the hem barely covering her thighs. A view I would've appreciated in any other situation.
Fuck!
She wasn't supposed to be here. She was never supposed to see me like this. Not like this. So f****d up and out of control.
"You're awake," I said like it wasn't the most obvious thing as I slowly brought my fists down.
"Keanu..." Ethel said again, her voice low this time, barely audible.
I could see the fear in her eyes. I'd scared her. Her eyes moved from my face to my hands, and she sucked in a breath.
I looked down, taking in the blood smeared across my knuckles. My jaw tightened as I looked back at her.
"It's nothing," I muttered gruffly.
Ethel remained rooted to her spot. "Keanu..."
Apparently, my fit of rage on the
