C U R I O S I T Y | Aemond Targaryen

S I X T E E N

Cordelia's P.O.V.

"You are fucking dead."

Then, the next three seconds are a blur.

In the blink of an eye, Aegon is on the bed and swinging a fist at Aemond's face. The following moment when I hear myself screaming, I watch Aemond punch his brother in the stomach. Then, like all of hell broke loose, Aemond and Aegon tumble off the bed while attacking each other.

"I'm going to kill you." Aegon spits out in a heated rage before Aemond grunts in pain. "I'm gone for one night and suddenly you think Cordelia is yours for the taking?"

Panicking at the violent sounds I hear on the ground, I shove the bed covers off me and peer over the edge of the bed. Just when I find the brothers, I see Aegon hit Aemond in the jaw while straddling him. Growling in frustration, Aemond kicks Aegon off him before jumping back onto his feet.

"Hm... Jealous is not a good look on you, brother." Aemond declares in a tone with oozing pride before grabbing Aegon's ankle. Dragging his older brother to be underneath him, Aemond strikes at his side and snaps with pure confidence. "Not to worry though... I'll lock my door next time, so the only thing you can be jealous of are the moans and whimpers she makes for me."

"Aemond, stop! Stop it!" I shriek out when I don't see his intense actions diminishing. "Aegon-"

"You have a fucking girlfriend, you bastard! Cordelia is not some piece of ass you can have on the side." 

Aegon hollers out with fury covering his entire face as he swings at Aemond's neck. Stumbling back to miss the blow to his neck, Aemond growls dangerously before pouncing on top of Aegon. Watching the two attack one another with no mercy, I feel tears flooding my eyes and I stand on the bed, unable to take my eyes off of the two.

Aemond has a busted lip trickling blood, and an irritated bruise growing on his cheek. Aegon has a cut on his nose with blood dripping down his face, and I suspect Aemond broke his nose. Both of the brothers look like a disarray of hate, blood, and assault that I do not know how to stop.

"Daeron!" 

Screaming as loud as I can, I glance between the brothers while breathing heavily in panic. I want to get between them, but the fear of accidentally getting hit stops me from moving off the bed. Wiping my cheeks of the tears falling across them, I shout again in a plead. 

"Daeron!"

"How arrogant do you have to be to pull some shit like this with her? Why do you think I haven't slept with her yet? Because for once... I know better." 

Aegon barks while kicking Aemond in the stomach and shoving him into the wall. Neither one acknowledges my presences and I attempt to get their attention off each other by throwing pillows on the bed at them. Spinning them around, Aemond then bangs Aegon into the wall while the oldest brother snaps in rage. 

"She deserves to be more than your secret fuck... Deserves better than you." 

Aegon's remark has Aemond stiffen in place and I feel my heart racing at the severe tension building. Both brothers plant their bodies like trees while staring at one another with haunting expressions. Sucking in a breath, I wipe more silent tears from my cheeks and finally dare to get off the bed when neither one of them has moved a muscle.

I've seen plenty of bar fights in my waitressing life, but this is different. This is not between two drunk strangers and I cannot just call the manager to throw them out of the place. No, this is between two sober brothers that I care for dearly, and the fight is about me.

"Fuck you." 

Aemond suddenly snarls before punching the side of Aegon's face and making him slide on the wall to the floor. I let out a horrified wail when I see blood now coming out of Aegon's ear because of the hit. Grabbing Aegon by the shirt, Aemond jerks him to look up at him before slamming his back into the ground.