ANGER

He took a good look at the girl as he used his eyes to scan every inch of her face, she was young and if his calculation was correct then she was not above twenty five years.

Her brown hair was tied in a messy bun which made her look even more like a child, his eyes then looked lower and landed on her waist region and his gaze hardened.

He then began to recall what he had done to her and he couldn't help but look away. Xavier couldn't contain his rage any longer and he needed to unleash his anger on someone or something.

He made his way inside the bathroom as he searched for anything punchable. His gaze landed on the tiled walls and then his fist went straight to the wall leaving a crack.

Another blow set his hand mark on the tiled wall and then came several hits as blood began to drop from his knuckles. But Xavier still wasn't satisfied as he still continued to punch the wall like it was his father's face on it.