No Turning Back

Chapter Fourty-Six: Her

Primis slammed the door shut behind him whilst never taking his eyes off of Richtofen. The two men just stared at each other in silence before Richtofen raised an eyebrow.

"Vell?!" Richtofen barked impatiently.

Primis just stood there glaring at him. The deep seated anger which he harboured for Richtofen was quickly beginning to boil over. And the more he looked at him; the more it stoked the flames. So instead, Primis tore his glare away from Richtofen as he eyed the sofa across the room. Silently, he walked over as he tried to quell his emotions.

Richtofen watched the other man from the side of his eye as he sat ready to spring into action. But to his dismay, Primis simply sat down as he clasped his hands and sighed.

"Zhat vas quite zhe stunt jou pulled...", Primis remarked condescendingly.

Richtofen narrowed his eyes in suspicion as he sized up his other self. Despite technically being the same person he still did not know what to expect from Primis. But more importantly, he genuinely did not understand what Primis was referring to.

"Vhat "shtunt' are jou referring to exshactly?" Richtofen hissed with narrowed eyes.

"Jou know fine fucking vell!" Primis roared as he stood up before sighing.

"...I promised her I vouldn't kill jou", Primis whispered as he sat back down on the sofa and looked at his hands.

"Oh, zhat is very kind of jou--", Richtofen rolled his eyes.

"--I'M NOT FINISHED!" Primis shouted without looking up.

"Hmph..." Richtofen scoffed as he was so taken aback by Primis' behaviour.

The man in question never once glanced up at Richtofen. He deliberately avoided any form of eye contact as he quietly sat there trying remain calm. The spectacle intrigued Richtofen who proceeded to give Primis the floor - so to speak. So, in the absence of a sarcastic remark, Richtofen simply smiled and waved his arm for Primis to continue.

"Jou zhink jou can just manipulate her don't jou?" Primis murmured lowly.

"From vhat she described, zhat vas quite zhe performance. How convenient zhat she of all people should find jou", Primis spat venomously.

Richtofen frowned to himself; Primis had the situation completely wrong. But with Richtofen's colossal ego he was not about to admit his weakness. In his mind, it was easier to admit to Primis' accusations than concede to his own weakness.

"Oh, ja. Jou're correct! It vas indeed all an act", Richtofen smiled and played along.

"Oh, jou know me so vell, Edvard!" Richtofen sang with a grin.

"Jou bastard! Do jou have no shame?!" Primis roared as he looked up at Richtofen.

"Now now, let's not get carried avay", Richtofen chuckled as he watched the man in front of him kick off.

Primis suddenly began to leap forward towards Richtofen. His eyes glowed hot as Richtofen half expected steam to come out of his ears. Richtofen immediately jumped up and prepared himself. But at the last minute; Primis came to a sudden halt.

"Mmh... ja. Zhat's a good boy. I zhink jou should take a seat before jou get hurt", Richtofen smiled menacingly.

Primis stood quietly as he stared back down at the floor. Richtofen frowned as he watched Primis' face begin to crumple. The two men just stood there before Primis did as he was told.