“Let’s not get angry. Let’s calmly and sensibly take this outside so I can ruin your face.” Ted to Sam?
God I’ve been eager to do this one. Sam’s an asshole, a hypocritical asshole. Just wait.
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It was a bar, he was in a bar.
Ted had to remind himself of his surroundings because all he could see was red and that stupid, goddamn look on Sam’s face.
“Hey! Asshole!” He called to the bar, and both the bartender and the officer looked his way. Ted had a snarl on his face as he kept pacing towards the other man. Sam squinted until he got a clear view and then a flare of anger went up in him as he recognized the other man. “Strong words from a homewrecker, Ted.” He shot back. “Strong words from an abusive husband.” Ted shot right back, louder intentionally. Heads further began to turn at that accusation, and ted could at least know half of hatchetfield would hear by tomorrow morning. It’s all he could hope for. Sam’s curls flew around as Sam whipped his head back and forth to see the rooms attention shift, and swore at the fact.
“Shut the fuck up, scumbag.” The officer hisses to Ted and Ted just laughs, it comes out accidentally and it sounds oh so bitter. “Scumbag? That’s fucking rich, Sam, that’s rich coming from-“ “enough fancy talk asshole” Sam interrupted and from the burning eyes all around them ted knew why. Ted wasn’t going to be able to tell the truth, Sam wouldn’t let that much get out. “I have half the mind to shut you up.” The married man told ted warningly, anger bristling from his head to his toes, ready to jump out of his seat. Ted noticed. He also could not back down now.
The man who was truly in love with Charlotte took a solid second to take a good look around the innocent and concerned faces in the room around him. ”now officer, let’s not get angry...” Ted’s eyes found their way back to Sam, some kind of fire in them. “Let’s calmly and sensibly take this outside so I can ruin your face.” His words were met with the immediate sound of Sam standing straight out of his chair. He slammed it back towards the bar, taking a few more steps towards Ted. He speaks, his fatal mistake.
“You think I’m not gonna beat the shit out of you, too? You don’t look much stronger than Charlotte.”
And Ted sees red once more as he lunges for Sam’s throat.