"Everyone we love is dead Frank. They're gone and ain't ever coming back right?"
He shakes his head with clenched teeth, looking away in attempt of un-interest to the point I was making.
"Right Frank?" I raise my voice, my tone sounding harsh whil...
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"He was gonna die either way!" I point down at Wolfs body angrily.
"Doesn't matter. He was my kill." Frank shoulders past me, shoving me to the side.
I scoff and roll my eyes, licking my lips and crossing my arms. I look down at the pool of blood on the hardwood floor. "You're unbelievable." A chuckle leaves my mouth.
He scoffs, picking up Wolfs dead body. "Yeah why's that?" Frank throws Wolf back onto the chair and faces me.
"We're both here to do one thing." I pause, uncrossing my arms and walking closer to face Frank. "And it was to kill this prick." I push Wolfs lifeless face to the side.
A realization slips into my mind, and I pause gazing deep into Franks eyes. "If you wanted the kill so bad, why didn't you just stop me?" I furrow my eyebrows, tilting my head to the side. I step closer to him, at this point arms length away.
"You're a pretty tough guy, some would say." My lips purse. "I wouldn't, but that's beside the point." I add with a snicker, clearing my throat. "You could've easily pulled me off him."
He stays still and silent, looking down on me. His jaw tenses but his face is blank, as always.
"You didn't stop me, because you liked it." I take a second to point up at him. "You liked watching me snap his arm like a twig." I mimic snapping a twig, looking down to my hands, then slowly back up to Frank. "You wanted to hear his screams, you wanted to see me choke the life out of him." I smirk, nodding lightly, then raising my eyebrows at him. "I know you did, cause I see it in your eyes, right now." I wave my finger a couple times at him.
The look vanishes from his eyes instantly, and is replaced by the same dead stare. "You don't know what you're talking about."
I hum lightly, backing up a few steps. "Yeah, okay. You know you can lighten up once in a while Frank."
He glares at me, unchanged. "I came here so I could kill him." He stresses the I and points at himself. "Not so I could watch some little girl play vigilante."
I scoff. "And look who's talking." I motion up and down his body with my right hand. "The punisher." I conclude returning a glare, making my point. "You got your answers anyways, so what are you still mad for?"
His eyes lock on mine for a second, looking almost as if he was debating killing me right there or not, before he shakes his head. "Stay out of my way." He pushes past me again, throwing his mask back on and walking towards the door.
"We're on the same side!" I shout, turning as he walks. "When are you gonna get that through that thick skull of yours?" I tap my forehead, enunciating the last couple words especially.
