"You see… you… you're a fraud. And I've figured you out."
A clearly uncomfortable frown settled on his face.
I straightened and spat out the blood in my mouth. A grin was stuck on my face and I could tell that that grin, the look I had on, wasn't something he quite expected. Not after knocking me down so much.
"A fraud…"
The word seemed to taste wrong in his mouth.
"Mm-hm."
I rolled my shoulder. It clicked in a place shoulders weren't meant to click and I made a point of not letting that show on my face.
"See, I've been hitting you this whole time. And it's been like punching a wall. A smug wall. And at first I thought, well, the guy's just tougher than me. Fair. Makes sense. Look at me, I'm held together with spite and bad decisions right now."
He said nothing. He was watching my hands.
"But that's the thing…"
I went on, taking a slow step to the side, keeping him turning with me.
