Domonick rolled his scarred hand around, "At the time....yes, it hurt, badly. If not of the physical pain, the mental pain that came with it sure as the hell hurt a lot." He voice turned somber, anger mixed with sadness nestled in the tone of his voice.
He clenched his fist, his eyes focused intently on his scars. "Never again, that was the first and last scar I ever plan on getting. If I were to be honest...it was the worst pain of my life. Tears came into his eyes, all the memories jumped into his head. He shook his head, clearing his mind. He raised his hand above his head, flexing it. Bastard hand...damn it, pathetic is what it is. Leaving like that, this is the proof of just how much of a coward I am, worthless.
He lowered his hand and looked at the two females, "Sorry about that, I should control my voice." He let the normal tone fill his voice again, letting a smile form upon his lips, even though he may be forcing it for the most part.
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