"Stop," Bel said sharply. "Don't talk like that. You shouldn't've done it."
Daniel's rage flared. "He shoudn't've fucking beat me!" He struggled up onto his hands and knees, than sat back on his heels. "The problem's what he did. What he fucking did! Only reason he didn't kill me was someone was coming, and he didn't want to get caught."
"But he didn't kill you."
"No, but God, sometimes I wish he had," Daniel said, voice breaking.
Perfect emotional narration. *wipes tears*