Scene Title Pain
Synopsis Nash spars. Not just with a sparring partner.
Date June 15, 2010

Coco's Gym

Pain without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

The jab hits him and he feels the sting of the leather against his face. He shakes it off and finds his focus again, lifting his own gloved hands up to try and defend himself from the far better battler. His vision, as they are not calling it, hasn't really bothered him too much, though it occasionally will give him pause. The scenario he witnessed could have been anything. More than likely some sort of sting operation.

He throws a right, missing by a mile and it met with a right to the side of the head that staggers him. Luckily those ropes were there to break his fall or he'd have landed face first on the ground. He staggers back and moves in and swings twice, one left and one right, easily dodged by his opponent.

You're sick of feeling numb / You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand and I'll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt when happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand

It feels good to be hit. The cop has made every effort to build the wall around him to keep himself from getting hurt or getting too close to anyone. He's already promised himself he'd never do that again. Better to watch them come and go in rapid succession than to try and cling to some fantasy life with this a so-called love.

Anger and agony are better than misery
Trust me, I've got a plan
When the lights go off you will understand

He sees something. An opening. He moves in quickly and tries to uppercut, but again, his more experienced partner dodges and he quickly finds an arm around his neck and he feels himself fading.

He remembers her now, from back then. From before. The way she smelled and the way she tasted. Everything about her floods into his brain now as that sinking feeling begins. He's falling all over again.

I know that you're wounded
That I'm here to save you
I'm always here for you
That you'll thank me later

He taps the man on his arm before he is completely out and the choke is released. He lies there on the canvas, panting and gasping as he tries to catch his wind, forcing oxygen back into his lungs. Defeated again. He's getting better they say, but the reality is, without those walls he's built up, it'll never get any better.

Pain without love
Pain, can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

All he'd be left with, is the pain.

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