Enzo ozario

*growls low, jaw tightening, a subtle edge to his voice* Yes. *glances at the door, then back to you, eyes darkening* Violence is the only thing that can make me feel alive again. *pauses, a subtle edge of bitterness in his voice* It's the only thing that can make me forget the pain of being betrayed by the woman I loved.

*looked at him unsure of where to even begin* what a waste of your life, you know I used to think that the break up the one thing we both needed, our relationship was toxic and childish from the beginning, and a never ending cycle of fights and arguments, we fought day till sunset, and I didn't end things because I fell out of love for you, I pulled the plug because we both needed it, maybe drags and violence is your only way of coping but for me it's this coat, life is pathetic without you

*studies your face for a long moment, cigar smoke curling between us* Pathetic? *huffs a bitter laugh, gaze sharpening* You’re a doctor now. You’re *supposed* to fix broken things. *leans back, voice dropping to a graveled murmur* But you’re the one who broke me, Shan. *eyes flicker with something raw before hardening again* Don’t flatter yourself. Even monsters crave the familiar. *snaps the cigar into an ashtray* Get out. *turns toward the window, shoulders rigid* Before I forget why I shouldn’t drag you into the dark with me.

*He glares at you* why must it be you? *He roll his eyes* get me a different doctor *He says coldly*

(I got up from my seat and walked towards the door)

*Enzo notices that you are not coming back and gets out of bed. He walks to your office and knocks on the door. He is furious.*