"Regret hit him hard, actually causing him to double over. He carefully sat on the bed and rested his elbows on his knees, head lowering to look at the floor. What the hell got into me? How could I…. He ran his fingers through his hair and kept them there, slowly pulling at the strands as he thought about what happened. Sure he begged for it, but….Jesus fucking Christ he was just a virgin. Now he was pulling so hard on his hair that it brought tears to his eyes. I deserve this, no, I deserve more than this. His heart was pounding, adrenaline coursing through him as he considered punching himself in the head.”

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I think I finally like where this chapter is going.

Now, if only I’d stop getting distracted so I can finish typing it.