"Get the fuck out." He sneered at her causing her to instinctively back away from him. She stared at him with eyes that were half confused and hurt to which he just gave a heartless chuckle. "We agreed to sex. There will be nothing else." He made his way towards the bathroom, leaving her clutching the sheets to her quivering body. Even from within the shower he couldn't escape the sounds of her cries. 'It means nothing. She knew what she was getting herself into.' He tries to convince himself. He stood there for what could be hours, staring at his reflection on the shower door, repeating those words to himself. Even banged the wall in effort to make it stick in his head. 'She knew what she was getting into. Nobody sleeps in my bed, we have sex and then they leave, that's it. God I hate women...'