Andrew Gap Pierce
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"The loneliness wants to follow me to bed"
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Post by Andrew Gap Pierce on Mar 1, 2015 1:57:54 GMT
Two AM, where do I begin? Crying off my face again and the silence and the loneliness wants to follow me to bed. I'm a ghost of a man that I want to be most. I'm the shadow of a man I used to know well. Dancing slowly in an empty room, can the lonely take the place of you? I sing myself a quiet lullaby, let me go and let the lonely in, to take my heart again. Too afraid to go beside for the pain of one more loveless night. But the loneliness will Stay Andrew had long steeled the idea into his head that Madelynn thought- no, knew that he was a monster. But she'd have to be dense to not know, right? Kind of like his brother. But instead of denial in which he had stayed in for so long, he was accepting it. And that may be a turn for the worst. He had gone straight back to square one, becoming the ass he once was. He was a lot more confident and arrogant now, thinking himself of invincible and indestructible. Which is probably true to be honest, his beast form was about the size of the average man which was scary to be honest. But combining two large animals with two more equally as dangerous creatures was bound to have a bad outcome. With flint sharp claws and a poisonous scorpion tail, he was possibly some new breed that could kill men without caring.
That breed was Andrew. He had this new... authoritative air about him. The man's shoulders were held in a firm position, fists slightly clenched. He looked ahead with a hardened blue and red gaze, seemed everybody would have to go back to the drawing board again huh? Except for Madelynn of course. His loyalty and love for her would never change. The need to protect her would never waver as he had swore to protect her and treat her differently than other women.
But his now devious and murderous traits had increased. He now actually enjoyed the game of cat and mouse. To toy with others was quite a delight to be honest. Rather than going (metaphorically) straight to the kill, like a cat he would catch his prey then release it. Everybody was in possible danger now, especially those that he disliked... particularly Emmett. He had never forgiven his brother, and probably never would on his own. The girl's pathetic attempt of a make up session had done little to nothing for him in terms of benefits. And in result of Emmett becoming a huge jerk when he was trying to be a good guy, he now had to play the role of the bad guy.... Not that he minded to be honest. It was simply giving his brother the same treatment he gave him. But let's just say that isn't the happiest thing on earth.
Speaking of his brother, he felt his shoulder slam into a smaller one, making his mix-matched eyes snap over to glare at the thinner form. His fingers curled towards his palm into a fist. His lip twitched in distaste, instinct taking over his mind briefly. "Watch where you're going, rat!" He barked aggressively to the tinier man next to him. His form stood tall and powerful, keeping the cool and vicious air around him as he always did. Guess he really was a true beast now inside and out. And this interaction sure as hell wasn't going to help anything to be honest. tagged red <3 | notes Words: 600 template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0 |
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Emmett Pierce
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Post by Emmett Pierce on Mar 1, 2015 6:24:29 GMT
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Other than being nearly murdered more times than he can count, Emmett wasn't convinced that Andrew had the potential to kill. Threaten, sure, but kill? The man was an ass but he surely he wasn't stupid enough to throw his life away because he got some sort of upset. But then again.. he'd never particularly seen Andrew as having any sort of intelligence. Regardless of whatever sort of drama the man went through, deep within his gut he knew they'd still be brothers. He knew Andrew as well as Andrew knew him, which was very well. Surely the man he'd grown up with didn't have the potential to kill?
Perhaps that's one of the reasons why he continued to bait him. Some sort of denial that he he could actually go through with it, prodding him towards that cliff that he knew the man would eventually fall off of, if only to prove that he was only who he had always been, a cowardly little asswipe. People didn't change. It was certainly a dangerous way to do it, but he'd long forgotten what it meant to civil with his brother. To put it simply, they were in an all out war in an effort to determine which one was the better man... even if Emmett knew his brother would always win.
For one, Andrew always won at everything. He always had and always would, probably. The only downsides in the mans life were his lack of relationships, which could very well change at any point if he so chose. Emmett had a family, which he'd always wanted and loved dearly, however often times he found himself wishing that life could be as simple as Andrew had it. It would be relatively simple, if he'd dump his psycho girlfriend but not going to get into that. He found it hard to believe that Andrew could have any problems as great as his own, therefore, the man was clearly better. But that didn't mean he was going to accept it.
He hadn't seen his brother since their last episode, his wounds had just finished healing and had scarred into some ugly jagged thing. Luckily Lilly didn't seem to mind the fact that he'd gone from having none to being plagued with the things in a series of months. It had started at the leg, but had only grown worse. Perhaps his wounds were some sort of metaphor for his brothers building insanity, growing ever closer to his precious neck. Of course Emmett wouldn't clue into that, it was just Andrew defending his pride after being provoked, right? But those were just hopeful thoughts.
In fact, after not seeing him for so long the man had almost began to believe that maybe he'd moved on, which he hoped desperately had happened, he needed to find a better hobby than pissing his chimera brother off. However.. he wouldn't be that lucky. He was just taking a simple walk through the plaza, in search of something none other than for his little beloveds, a new toy for the girls perhaps. It seems he had taken his eyes off his path of travel for mere seconds before he collided with a wall of a body. Instinctively he glanced up, ready to apologize with that sheepish Emmett grin of his, that was, until he realized who it actually was.
The mans all too familiar snap hit his ears and sent a cold chill down his spine. All forms of any sort of polite nature would vanish in an instant, replacing with none other than a steely hatred. It'd been a while since he'd had a good fight, quite honestly the thought of an adrenaline rush was intoxicating.. especially since the only form of excitement he ever got was when Scarlett decided to crawl off down the road to find the stray neighborhood cats. He took a step back, eyeing the other as his muscles grew rigid. The last time he'd seen his brother he'd been a nervous wreck, either he really was damn insane or he had never really changed in the first place, the latter was much more reassuring. In either case he wasn't going to allow him to talk down to him.
"Well hello to you too, Andy. Must be that time of month again, huh?" A sneer met his features as his normally gentle eyes grew void of pretty much anything.. Emmett. It was amazing how one person could turn him into something so far removed from his original self. That was sibling rivalry at it's finest. "Or maybe your whore grew bored of your little dick and decided to crawl into bed with some other woman?" It wouldn't have surprised him at all if the bitch was the reason for his foul mood, however, he wouldn't seem to care why, he just wanted him gone. "Regardless, I don't have time for your shit today. Scurry home now."
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Andrew Gap Pierce
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Post by Andrew Gap Pierce on Mar 1, 2015 6:47:08 GMT
Two AM, where do I begin? Crying off my face again and the silence and the loneliness wants to follow me to bed. I'm a ghost of a man that I want to be most. I'm the shadow of a man I used to know well. Dancing slowly in an empty room, can the lonely take the place of you? I sing myself a quiet lullaby, let me go and let the lonely in, to take my heart again. Too afraid to go beside for the pain of one more loveless night. But the loneliness will Stay Andrew liked his life to be honest. He had power, control over another's life. He could crush one's neck with a squeeze of his claws if he wanted to. But being charged against murder because it was fun wasn't exactly as delectable as it sounded at first. Hey power was good but killing all your subjects means you have nobody else to torture and what fun is there in that? Probably as fun as watching paint dry during a drizzle. Not to mention he had learned to love people fearing him. Made him feel... good that he was strong enough to strike terror in others. Strange how a person can change over night. Guess being in another monster's company has embraced the beast inside, huh?
His unamused and threatening gaze spotted the familiar features of his younger brother, eyes immediately hardening with a firm and deep hatred that seemed to match his sibling's own. A growl of distaste rumbling from his throat, watching him put some distance between the pair like the coward he was. A smile wavered onto his lips at the thought. Not that it wouldn't be true, of course. He was just some scared little man hiding in the skin of a weasel. And he wasn't afraid to tell him. His pupils flickered over the muscular form of his brother, a judgmental eye taking over his tone of look. Eyebrows furrowed deeply, crossing his arms over his solid chest. Fingers gripped his bare muscles as an eyebrow raised, expecting some nasty spit coming from his foul mouth.
"Well hello to you too, Andy. Must be that time of month again, huh?" There you are... He whispered in the back of his mind, causing a cold smirk to unfold itself across his facial features. "What, the time of month where I kick your ass? Yeah I could go for that." He answered in a calm and collected manner, keeping his composure. "Or maybe your whore grew bored of your little dick and decided to crawl into bed with a woman?" A chuckle rumbled deep from his throat. "Ah, the fiery one as always isn't that right Emmett? Y'know I was right about one thing. That Lilly could never love your ugly face and had to sleep with your cousin instead, ain't too manly are we now weasel?" He spat back with a cruel smile. "Regardless, I don't have time for your shirt today. Scurry home now." His frame stepped in front of his younger sibling's pathway. "Ah ah ah. Now now Emmett you started this, we're far from being done. Unless of course you want to be the sniveling little bitch you are and crawl back to that hell home with your whore of a girlfriend. Have you found out if she has AIDS yet? Be careful Emmett, you might get them too." He whispered the final sentence in a cold and vicious tone, a snake representing him. It was always so much fun to toy with others, wouldn't you agree?
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Post by Emmett Pierce on Mar 1, 2015 8:43:23 GMT
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Theoretically speaking he should have been afraid of his brother, afraid for his life even, but Emmett was no coward. He surely wasn't going to run and cry home to momma because his older brother made a face at him. What was the job of a little brother, if not to annoy the utter shit out his sibling? Just because his brother had all minds to kill him and the power to do it didn't mean that would change.
The urge to fight was deeply ingrained within him over years of separation from the other, rather than calming his hatred for the man had festered until the point where he wanted to tear him apart from pure jealousy. Now would be no different, of course. There was no doubt in his mind that Andrew he wanted to finish every fight they'd ever started. The adrenaline which he so craved began with the thought, fingers flexing to tighten firmly against his palms. If he could just smack a knot on his brothers smug little face all would be good.
He knew the man was sizing him up, judging his every move, his mismatched gaze alone made his skin crawl. Not from fear, oh no, from rage. A fury bubbling up in his chest that hid itself at the moment, but would only grow more apparent as he stood in Andrews condescending presence. He'd only received that look pretty much every day his entire life, this would be no different than any other encounter, and the anger that formed wasn't helping towards his common sense telling him to back the fuck down.
Of course he wouldn't do such a thing. Besides the fact that the fight clearly wasn't even, Emmett had already attempted to promise Lilly that he'd stay out of any sort of hobby that may harbor his growing aggression. Or worse, kill him. Picking a fight with Andrew, definitely one of those dangerous activities. Dark blue eyes caught sight of Andrew stiffening, probably in an attempt to look menacing, however in remembering the image of his sibling as a baby running butt naked across the lawn and he found it hard to do so. He knew his brother way too well to just be so easily intimidated. Andrew was just hiding his shitty personality behind his large frame, he always had.
Emmett rolled his eyes and felt a scowl twitch across his features, threatening to form. "Oh but of course." He replied in his usual dry tone, however his words would escape as a hiss. "I know how much you enjoy hiding behind that sorry excuse of a monster." His own snide grin would form now, matching that of what would ultimately form across Andrews lips as well."I see you gave up the pathetic attempt at an acting career. I do have to say though Andrew, you almost had me convinced that you had a heart. "
His brothers cruel words struck a nerve deep within him, his eyes narrowing to slits, his anger evident for only seconds as it flashed across his facials. Quickly a calm would come over him, obviously letting the insult slide off of his back. "That's rich, coming from a man who wouldn't know love if it was staring him right in the face. Still believing that woman you call a girlfriend loves you." He clucked his tongue in mock disappointment, gaze filling with some sort of dark amusement.
Despite his parting words the man would make no gesture to leave, oh, he wasn't leaving until one of them or both ended up in hand cuffs. Or unconscious, which ever one came first. He knew where this was going and he damn sure wasn't going to make himself look a fool.. his pride was far too great for that (ugh men). Emmett found his brother quickly step in front of him, an empty smirk rising along the corners of his lips. For one, it would only prove that Andrew had indeed resorted back to his old ways. Him, changing? Highly unlikely. He wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not, considering the circumstances. The mans jaw clenched firmly with his siblings insults, crossing his own muscular arms over his chest now.
The tension was vivid, watching his brother with an icy stare. It was pretty bold for Andrew to consider his fiance as such considering what kind of woman he'd been sleeping with, he could have almost been considered a hypocrite for such a statement. "Mmm, keep Lilly's name out of your mouth." He warned lowly, but at the mention of AIDS a nasty grin would snap back up along his features, so unlike that of anything Emmett would normally show. "Let me just correct you here, dear brother. Our sex life is wonderful thanks for caring." He paused to wink before continuing. "Besides the fact that any shit she picked up most likely came from your little psycho bitch. At least Lilly has a reason for being the way she is. Hm, I wouldn't be surprised if you're the root of her problems in the first place. Tell me, has she bled herself to death yet? Because oh, let me be the first to say, that would be a relief."
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Andrew Gap Pierce
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Post by Andrew Gap Pierce on Mar 1, 2015 16:44:48 GMT
Two AM, where do I begin? Crying off my face again and the silence and the loneliness wants to follow me to bed. I'm a ghost of a man that I want to be most. I'm the shadow of a man I used to know well. Dancing slowly in an empty room, can the lonely take the place of you? I sing myself a quiet lullaby, let me go and let the lonely in, to take my heart again. Too afraid to go beside for the pain of one more loveless night. But the loneliness will Stay Andrew and Emmett could of been friends. They could of loved each other if Emmett hadn't simply taken himself away from Andrew in an attempt to be a whole other person. He didn't have to isolate himself! He could of just fucking talked about it but it seemed that was another cowardly thing he did too. Somewhere inside him did he want to have a good relationship with him, where there was actually an ounce of normality in his life. Being a Chimera, having a broken girlfriend, and fighting with his sibling constantly? That wasn't in any way normal. Not the life most would want to have. Some might want their girlfriend to actually be SANE. But hey it seemed the Pierce brothers had something in common. They went for the damaged bait. The ones nobody else could care enough to love but they found it in themselves to do what others couldn't.
Seeing the nasty little expression his younger sibling was giving him only made his grin broaden. Good, so they were getting somewhere? "Oh but of course. I know how much you enjoy hiding behind that sorry excuse of a monster. I see you gave up the pathetic attempt at an acting career. I do have to say though Andrew, you almost had me convinced that you had a heart." A dark eyebrow raised amusingly at his so called retort. Who needed a heart to be honest? He sure didn't and he was fine with it. "It seems this pathetic, empty hearted monster will always be better than you even with your so called 'big talk'. Do you have wings, claws, the ability to breath fire?" He asked before leaning his face closer to his brothers. "I didn't think so." He muttered to him before pulling his skull backwards to avoid getting punched.
Seeing the fury in Emmett's facial features was delightful to be honest. "That's rich, coming from a man who wouldn't know love if it was staring him right in the face. Still believing that woman you call a girlfriend loves you." That amused, arrogant, and yet confident look never left his expressions. But his retorts did strike something within him. Wistfulness? No. Longing? Of course not. Anger would be more of a word. But he did not show it, he wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing it for even a minute. "At least mine has some ounce of sanity. Yours can't go a day without falling into a sobbing mess, all for what because your sorry little ass was too dense to figure out what was going on without your big brother having to tell you?" He responded with a roll of his eyes. "Honestly I could hardly call her humane at this point. What made you stupid enough to choose a bitch like her?" He sneered at the shorter man before him.
His red and blue gaze watched as Emmett's form mirrored his own. He learned one thing from him if any, was that crossing your arms over your chest made you look tough in a man's world. "Mmm, keep Lilly's name out of your mouth." A soft chuckle would erupt from his throat. Always the defensive one, isn't he? "I don't think so, I have a list of the amount of things I could call her. A sniveling bitch for one. And talk about weak, Lilly still hasn't recovered from what she did and what it's almost been a month to be honest." He responded, heel clacking against the concrete eagerly for something to pounce on. That wasn't Madelynn of course if you catch my drift. "Let me just correct you here, dear brother. Our sex life is wonderful thanks for caring." His tongue ticked against the roof of his mouth, making a disapproving 'tch' sound as Emmett winked at him. "Besides the fact that any shit she picked up from most likely came from your little psycho bitch. At least Lilly has a reason for being the way she is. Hm, I wouldn't be surprised if you're the root of her problems in the first place. Tell me, has she bled herself to death yet? Because oh, let me be the first to say, that would be a relief." Oh... Oh fuck no. He did not just say that. Rage glimmered in his eyes at his words, causing fury to bubble beneath him. "I can hardly call it a reason unless of course you drove her to insanity to go sleep with half of Los Angeles. And second of all i'm pretty sure imagining you and your pathetic form draped over Lilly's shitty self is sickening enough for Madelynn. Has Lilly gotten pregnant again? Have you found out if it's yours. Because I highly doubt it, hardly got a dick to match your manly act." He spat before his arms fell to his sides.
But he was far from done with just a swishing action of his limbs. No because in a few moments, his hands turned to hard fist and slammed them into Emmett's jaw line with a soft grunt that was only matched by a small and dangerously cold smirk unfolding and painting itself onto his features. tagged red <3 | notes EAT THAT EMMETT Words: 978 template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0 |
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Post by Emmett Pierce on Mar 1, 2015 20:14:28 GMT
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To say he was surprised that Andrew had returned to his obnoxious self would be a huge exaggeration. In fact, he completely expected it. Though his attempt at becoming some sort of human was, as he said, convincing, his 'beast' would always win out in the end. Emmett was almost seemed smug about the whole thing. He knew the man would always be the same lonely prick he always was, he was rather pleased that he had predicted such a thing. Even so was a bit disturbing, seeing that cold gleam in his eyes again.
He could almost chuckle at his brothers attempt at bragging about his curse. Being a bloodthirsty monster and living relatively alone? Not Emmett's style. "Whatever makes you sleep at night, Andrew." He snorted, flashing his brother an unimpressed grin as the man pulled his head from his reach. Smart. "Sorry if ruining relationships and ripping apart your girlfriend is your style, but you can keep your sorry ass creatureto yourself." Honestly? He'd grown up under Andrews thumb, this monster was only a drop in the bucket.
Oh but how Andrews words infuriated him. Unlike his brother who had probably been dealing with his rage his entire life, Emmett's new found anger towards anything that wasn't Andrew was just that, new, raw, unpredictable. Therefore it had begun to show in his eyes, feeling his fingernails dig into his callused palm. How did he even have the right to insult Lilly like that? "Sane? That's funny. Any sort of sanity that woman ever has is when she's stoned, or maybe when she's off riding some other man. Please, you want to play that game?" His eyes narrowed and his lip twitched with a grimace. "I could ask the very same question." His voice grew to a hiss of sorts. At this point it was all he could do to keep from giving the man what he deserved.
Another jab at Lilly sent him on edge, muscles tightening, it certainly didn't help with Andrews conceited expression. "I said keep your fucking mouth shut about her." He seethed, coming to realize that his fingernails had since left indents in his palm, strangely he didn't seem to feel the pain. The man flexed his fingers lightly before returning them to the fist in which they stayed. "A month? That's hardly enough time to come out of a traumatic experience. So what's your bitches excuse? Oh wait.. she has you. Staring at your ugly face every day is enough to drive anyone to slit their wrists." He looked rather pleased from this statement, his anger being replaced with some form of sly grin.
Emmett watched his brother with a rather arrogant expression, which in itself was very uncommon for him at all.. but he seemed to pull it off quite well. Fully knowing that his words would get some sort of reaction, and boy did he get it. His crooked grin rose significantly at the hint of anger that flared in his siblings eyes. "Oh but of course it would be sickening for her, considering Madelynn's always had a thing for Lilly's 'shitty self'. What does that say about you, Andrew? Your woman's so horrified by you that she's got to go after a another woman? She's got good taste in women, I do have to say. Men on the other hand..."
He'd expected nothing less from the aggressive little shit that was his brother, that didn't mean the impact didn't hurt like hell. Andrew's bony knuckles collided with his jaw and pain ricocheted through him. Reflexively he took a step back, a hand lifting to rub at the throbbing area, and that's when his eyes grew dark. Emmett took a moment to regain his composure, calmly spitting at his siblings feet. It was on. Though it appeared, for the moment, as if he'd changed his mind. Emmett remained in place initially, sending a cool glare. Taking in his brothers icy satisfaction, letting him think that he'd won. He let the man relish in it, if only for a moment. And then he would send his fist into the others gut.
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Post by Andrew Gap Pierce on Mar 1, 2015 20:51:33 GMT
Two AM, where do I begin? Crying off my face again and the silence and the loneliness wants to follow me to bed. I'm a ghost of a man that I want to be most. I'm the shadow of a man I used to know well. Dancing slowly in an empty room, can the lonely take the place of you? I sing myself a quiet lullaby, let me go and let the lonely in, to take my heart again. Too afraid to go beside for the pain of one more loveless night. But the loneliness will Stay Andrew didn't particularly favor normal and boring life. Honestly who wanted to deal with all of that nonsense? Twins, dogs, horses, and one fucked up relationship wasn't his type of dream... except for the relationship part. He had learned to grow used to the messed up connections he had with everybody. One way or another they always had their cracks or faults... this was just another broken story in his memories. "Whatever makes you sleep at night, Andrew. Sorry if ruining relationships and ripping apart your girlfriend is your style, but you can keep your sorry ass creature to yourself." The smile wavered briefly before he fought to urge to just rip him apart right then and there and smiled through the pain and urge to... well, cry. Out of frustration that everything he said was true. He had a messed up life and everybody knew it... even he did. He had to be stupid not to. "And i'm sorry that you have to deal with that psychotic bitch you call a girlfriend. Twins? Honestly Emmett I didn't know you had it in you to actually deal with somebody like that. Did she use her voodoo on you to make you love her?" He spat back. The worst part is Emmett was a grown man too.. they weren't kids anymore, wrestling each other over some girl. He actually had his own accomplishments that were certainly better than his life combined. He had a good life full of loyalty and family, and what did he have? Well... Madelynn was the only one. He no longer had control over Emmett.
"Sane? That's funny. Any sort of sanity that woman ever has is when she's stoned, or maybe when she's off riding some other man. Please, you want to play that game?" He snorted heavily at him. "Yes i'd love to play the game where I beat your ass again to have your bloody self go back to your insane girl. You two really match each other, honestly. Like I said, can't get a break from her huh? I would say she'd have sanity loving only you but... ah, I could hardly call it love. You're too fucking ugly to ever be cared for, go ask Mother and Father. They could hardly pay attention to you without barfing, isn't that right?" He hissed, his playful expression taking a turn to more of an aggressive demeanor. "I could ask the very same question." His pupils became smaller briefly into reptilian slits. "So you aren't denying that you don't know it isn't yours? Brava Emmett, I am so proud of your shitty accomplishment of having a couple of babies with a girl.. if you could call her human that is. Talk about a freak." He sneered, nose cringing with distaste.
Seeing his frame stiffen made a small smile come onto him once more in satisfaction. "I said keep your fucking mouth shut about her." Emmett snapped through gritted teeth, making his confidence only boost further. "What, you think i'm going to follow some rat's command? Please Emmett, even i'm better than that.. but your bitch isn't. She follows like some sort of fucking dog, she's under a weasel's command. Honestly I love how screwed up she is, it's amusing isn't it? I would love to see her crumple on the ground." He answered in a delighted purr which could be taken for innocent if it wasn't for his nasty and harsh words. "A month? That's hardly enough time to come out of a traumatic experience. So what's your bitches excuse? Oh wait.. she has you. Staring at your ugly face every day is enough to drive anyone to slit their wrists." His lip twitched in anger at his words, aggression threatening to spill him over the edge. "Could say the same for you Emmett, dear. How's the whore's arms? They numb yet? Tell her I said she should go fuck herself rather than you because she'd be doing you both a favor." He growled back, fingernails digging into his triceps, claws slowly coming out of his fingers. "Oh but of course it would be sickening for her, considering Madelynn's always had a thing for Lilly's 'shitty self'. What does that say about you, Andrew? Your woman's so horrified by you that she's got to go after another woman? She's got good taste in woman, I do have to say. Men on the other hand..." If his eyebrows could stitch together anymore they would. Oh how much he just wanted to tear his fangs into his gut once more. "Seems you and Madelynn have a thing in common. Poor Madelynn though, I'd hate to be even remotely like you, living with you for my childhood was a nightmare honestly. But oh dear god you know what's even more sickening? Your ugly ass children. I bet you they're deformed creatures, they have your genetics after all. Then combine that with a girl like Lilly? Well..." He trailed off to just leave suspense hang, a smirk painting his features before it disappeared in an instant as his fist met the form of a bone structure.
He could feel the stares of others burning and boring into the back of his form towering over Emmett's own. He didn't care how terrified people were of him this point. By now the whole town should know of him and his demons. His gaze watched smugly at his brother's own eyes grimaced. He glanced down at the spit that had been thrown at his shoe, simply flicking it off. His gaze returned to his frozen brother and an eyebrow raised. He knew this wasn't over. Emmett was not that big of a man, never would be. Then pain shot through his abdomen as a fist slammed into his stomach. He let out a wheeze before his knee was brought up to hit his brother in the chest, where he knew he had hurt him already. "Let's see the rat wriggle his way out of this one." tagged red <3 | notes Words: 1111 template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0 |
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Emmett Pierce
Angel
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Post by Emmett Pierce on Mar 2, 2015 23:28:26 GMT
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Now that was low, even for their nasty fights. Bringing children into a situation they couldn't help? It was just plain cruel. Forgetting of course the fact that he'd just told his brothers girlfriend to commit suicide. At least he was damn sure his kids were innocent, the same could not be said for the woman in which Andrew found his company. Not to mention his children were perfect, in his eyes. Emmett could take a lot of his brothers harsh jests, but bringing his precious daughters into it? Hell no.
The hatred for the man in front of him rose significantly, all signs of trying to contain his anger gone. He couldn't care less if the the man knew how to bother him now, those were his kids. But below his overwhelming urge to slit the mans throat, he was hurt. Hurt that his own brother could think such things about him and a family that he worked so hard to keep. He wasn't all that surprised, they hated each other after all, but it was still.. somehow, devastating. Even if he did hate the man with everything in him he was still his goddamn brother and perhaps maybe still felt that need to have his acceptance. But that was all bullshit right? How could he even remotely consider the opinions of someone that was so being entirely vulgar about everything he ever loved?
A rush of adrenaline caused a trembling in his fingertips, however hidden by the fact that they were balled into fists. His cool blue eyes flooded with his rage. "Keep your fucking mouth shut about my kids." The man spat out vehemently, quite possibly even being too angry to come up with a better comeback. Something about his lack of a family at all or another harsh remark towards his damaged girlfriend could have suited nicely, but he was done.
Luckily it seemed Andrew was done with his bad mouthing as well, feeling a bony knee collide with the damaged muscles of his chest. The breath escaped him initially as the oxygen fled his lungs, inhaling sharply and releasing several rough coughs. However oxygen deprived he managed to straighten and throw a fist up into Andrew jaw, a nasty scowl knitting his brow. "Just remember, if I'm a rat, that makes you the goddamn rat brother." He hissed through his teeth.
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Andrew Gap Pierce
Fable
"The loneliness wants to follow me to bed"
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Post by Andrew Gap Pierce on Mar 7, 2015 17:18:25 GMT
Two AM, where do I begin? Crying off my face again and the silence and the loneliness wants to follow me to bed. I'm a ghost of a man that I want to be most. I'm the shadow of a man I used to know well. Dancing slowly in an empty room, can the lonely take the place of you? I sing myself a quiet lullaby, let me go and let the lonely in, to take my heart again. Too afraid to go beside for the pain of one more loveless night. But the loneliness will Stay Andrew did love the twins, honestly. They were gorgeous but anybody involved with Emmett would have to be insulted by him. He found a new way to get under his skin. It might of been him hitting rock bottom and beginning to dig but he found it! His kids were the soft spot, if only Emmett was smart enough to keep prodding at the topic of his own kid. Madelynn had actually decided to keep it, unlike last time where she accidentally killed it but now they would be able to become a family! If.. she didn't break down like last time. He'd keep an eye on his beloved though. Whether or not she was pregnant it was his duty to keep her fed, safe, and happy. Or at least as close to happy as she could get. Their child would be beautiful, yes. She was beautiful after all. Madelynn, of course.
Seeing the fury and anger in his brother's gaze sent a pleasured and satisfied feeling tingling inside him. His confidence boosted greatly. "Keep your fucking mouth shut about my kids." A chuckle thrummed in his throat in amusement. "I'd rather not. The little weasels are disgusting, really. How could you even look at their faces?" He hissed back delightedly. Crawling under his sibling's skin was what he did best. It was way too much fun not to. Their time as kids was much different than their time shared as adults. They had the hormones of an adolescence to be honest. How immature were they? Well, he wouldn't refer to it as immature. He was simply defending his honor and pride. Or at least what little he had left of it. He relied on it now, and it might now change for a little while. Until the affect of Dallas's encounter worn off then he'd go back to his quiet little self. Everything was so much easier then. Or at least somewhat. But for now acting like an ass around Emmett was his top priority at the moment.
Sharp and hash pain shot through his facial features. He inhaled a sharp breath, wincing quietly as knuckles smashed against his jaw. His lip twitched in fury and pain, eyes narrowing. His eyebrows furrowed deeply. "Just remember, if I'm a rat, that makes you the goddamn rat brother." He spat blood onto the concrete ground. A hand rubbed the pained jawline before his legs shifted beneath him. "Ah, so you're not denying it? Seems like you've got some balls in you, rat." He growled before swiftly lifting a leg to slam his foot into Emmett's injured thigh. Power was amazing, was it not? Already injuring him served to have gave him some advantages now. Oh it probably wasn't a good idea making the little Andrew Maid a Chimera, huh? It's like frickin' Bruce Lee up in here, ain't it? tagged red <3 | notes Words: 585 template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0 |
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