[Simon could not describe the noise that followed when Kyle’s fist collided with his nose. It was somewhat a groan mixed with a whimper maybe even a gasp was in there. Honestly, it was a noise he didn’t even know could come out of his mouth. The sudden impact cause him to stumble back before he regained his footing. The blood wasted no time in making itself known on how much damage his brother did. It streamed down and into his mouth as he tried to gain conscious on what just happened. He spits out the pool of blood in his mouth on the ground, pressing the sleeve of his jacket up to his nose for it to stop bleeding, but the slight pressure caused him to wince. He nose for sure was either broken or badly bruised. Spitting out some more blood, he looked up at Kyle. His lips and teeth were stained red as he tried to talk.] I deserve that. Want to add more? Come on, you can do better. [Simon wasn’t trying to be an ass. But with already getting beaten by Tim and Percy, he had an idea that this would help. If talking wouldn’t help, then hitting him was the next best option.]
Yeah, you do do deserve it. More? [Kyle raised an eyebrow] You deserve to have every bone in that pathetic body of yours broken, but goading me into punching you isn't going to work. I'm not as weak as you. And besides, I did a pretty nice job on your face, the damage is already done. Hitting you again would imply that I care more than I do. So I'm done.












