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I couldn't sleep, because everytime I started to dream, I had the same nightmare, which consequently was losing Willow again, but this time for good. Knowing that there was nothing I could do to stop her from risking her life, tore me up. I guess I was a Good guy now, but I still didn't give a damn what happened to the other people, I just wanted Willow to be safe, but now, I didn't care if I died, as long as Willow was ok. That was all I needed...for her to be safe.
Damn, talk about a love sick puppy, look at what I've become. I used to be a force to be reckoned with, and here I am willing to lay my life down for what?! Her...Willow...the woman I loved.
I waited until Willow's breathing was even, which meant she was asleep. I pulled my arm away from her and carefully got out of bed and then grabbed some clothes and then kissed Willow on the forehead on my way out. "I love you" I whispered softly as I closed the bedroom door behind me as I walked down the stairs and then went out to my truck.
I drove to the gym and then proceeded to start working out, might as well stay in shape if there is going to be a fight or something. I needed someone to train with though, not some punching bag, I needed to spar with someone, get out the swords and just let it all go. Punching and kicking the punching bag was fun and it did help me relieve some of the built up anger and frustration, but it wasn't the same, because it didn't hit back.
Damn, talk about a love sick puppy, look at what I've become. I used to be a force to be reckoned with, and here I am willing to lay my life down for what?! Her...Willow...the woman I loved.
I waited until Willow's breathing was even, which meant she was asleep. I pulled my arm away from her and carefully got out of bed and then grabbed some clothes and then kissed Willow on the forehead on my way out. "I love you" I whispered softly as I closed the bedroom door behind me as I walked down the stairs and then went out to my truck.
I drove to the gym and then proceeded to start working out, might as well stay in shape if there is going to be a fight or something. I needed someone to train with though, not some punching bag, I needed to spar with someone, get out the swords and just let it all go. Punching and kicking the punching bag was fun and it did help me relieve some of the built up anger and frustration, but it wasn't the same, because it didn't hit back.