Right, I did a stupid, careless thing without thinking through the consequences. If any of you want to rip me a new one for being an insensitive jackass, now's the time and here's the place.
So she can't take a joke, we knew this. See what it's like to be with Chuck 24/7? She flips her shit over stupid stuff. Ignore her or push her buttons and watch the show for lulz.
No, you just lost that free punch privilege. Take a shot at me now and you're getting one right back in your face.
She cried because she thought her first-ever boyfriend had decided she wasn't good enough for him. And OH GEE, I wonder where she might have gotten that idea?
And if you're going to sit there and tell me that explaining myself to her and showing a little consideration is acting like a pussy, you can just fuck off right now.
That's what you get for dating Chuck. Seriously, when no guy at school would touch her with a ten foot pole, did it ever occur to you there might be a reason for that? She's a pain in the ass.
Running around deleting posts and then wanting someone to punch you and or rip you a new one for it? Yeah, that's being a totally whipped jackass. Sorry, cuz. Midget says jump and you do it. It's pathetic. Tell her your sorry and then let her get over it. Quit acting like you ran over that stupid cat she likes.
Liam doesn't see Marcus' reply, being too busy shutting down his laptop and shoving his feet into his boots. He needs to get out, get away. Part of him wants to turn into a stallion and just run on his own four legs, but the larger part wants to be with Sheba. The Morgan mare has always acted as an emotional blotter for her rider and friend, soaking up his bad moods with her own calm nature.
He doesn't bother closing his bedroom door behind him as he strides down the hall to the stairs. Down, out and away is all the young man can think about, escape and solitude to clear his head.
Only Marcus hears the telltale sounds of Liam in the hall and then the stairs and the younger boy doesn't even bother to shut off his computer or worry about being bare foot. He's still fuming over Liam's last comment.
From the top of the stairs, Marcus spits a few vitriolic words at Liam, in Gaelic. "Hey, a cábúnach! You fucker." He just wants to make sure the other puca knew he was angry and their argument isn't ending in words.
Not even pausing on his way down the stairs, Liam casts a lip-curled snarl over his shoulder and back up at his cousin. "Feisigh do thoin fein, caillteoir." Fuck your own ass, loser. "So you can dish it out but not take it. Typical."
Once in the living room he heads for the coat closet to grab a jacket, remembering doing the same the night before for Chuck. "Don't even think it, Marc. Last warning."
He comes down the stairs two, three at a time, right on his cousin's heels.
No need for the warning as Marcus doesn't think, he just launches himself at Liam, slamming the shorter boy into the edge of the closet's door frame. "You take it, asshole."
"Uhhn--" The frame catches him hardest on cheekbone and sternum, sending stinging pain through his face and chest. Hissing something that sounds most like sonofabitch, Liam braces both hands against the wood and shoves hard, propelling both boys back toward the center of the room. Once he has some clearance, he brings one arm forward and then snaps it back as he pivots, looking to drive an elbow into Marcus' gut.
Backward and into a room full of furniture. Marcus has to think fast to avoid tripping over the coffee table and his focus on not hitting the wood and glass object means he isn't watching Liam's movements. That elbow catches him just under the left side of his ribcage and causes him to double over as he grunts.
That hurts, but more importantly it takes away his breath momentarily and has only pissed the redhead off more. Gathering himself, Marcus doesn't bother to stand up before lunging at his cousin's midsection.
Liam has no problem with rendering the Spaz temporarily breathless, since that means he can't keep running his goddamn mouth. Unfortunately his pivot turns him just far enough to catch Marcus' shoulder full in the stomach. The air whoofs out of him as the taller boy's momentum carries him back into a wall.
More pain lancing from his shoulder blades. Gritting his teeth, Liam braces his palms on his cousin's shoulders and brings his right knee up as forcefully as he can.
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So she can't take a joke, we knew this. See what it's like to be with Chuck 24/7? She flips her shit over stupid stuff. Ignore her or push her buttons and watch the show for lulz.
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Y'know, cuz, I don't find anything particularly lulzy in making Chuck feel bad, whether on purpose or by accident.
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And you're being just as dumb playing into her temper tantrum. Chuck cries and Liam acts like a pussy to make her feel better. Nice.
I should punch you.
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She cried because she thought her first-ever boyfriend had decided she wasn't good enough for him. And OH GEE, I wonder where she might have gotten that idea?
And if you're going to sit there and tell me that explaining myself to her and showing a little consideration is acting like a pussy, you can just fuck off right now.
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That's what you get for dating Chuck. Seriously, when no guy at school would touch her with a ten foot pole, did it ever occur to you there might be a reason for that? She's a pain in the ass.
Running around deleting posts and then wanting someone to punch you and or rip you a new one for it? Yeah, that's being a totally whipped jackass. Sorry, cuz. Midget says jump and you do it. It's pathetic. Tell her your sorry and then let her get over it. Quit acting like you ran over that stupid cat she likes.
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Given your track record lately, you have no call to be lecturing me on how to treat a girlfriend.
I'm taking Sheba out. If I even see your ass anywhere near me before dinner, I'm gonna kick it up into your nostrils.
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He doesn't bother closing his bedroom door behind him as he strides down the hall to the stairs. Down, out and away is all the young man can think about, escape and solitude to clear his head.
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From the top of the stairs, Marcus spits a few vitriolic words at Liam, in Gaelic. "Hey, a cábúnach! You fucker." He just wants to make sure the other puca knew he was angry and their argument isn't ending in words.
"I'm gonna kick your ass."
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Once in the living room he heads for the coat closet to grab a jacket, remembering doing the same the night before for Chuck. "Don't even think it, Marc. Last warning."
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No need for the warning as Marcus doesn't think, he just launches himself at Liam, slamming the shorter boy into the edge of the closet's door frame. "You take it, asshole."
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That hurts, but more importantly it takes away his breath momentarily and has only pissed the redhead off more. Gathering himself, Marcus doesn't bother to stand up before lunging at his cousin's midsection.
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More pain lancing from his shoulder blades. Gritting his teeth, Liam braces his palms on his cousin's shoulders and brings his right knee up as forcefully as he can.
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