~Third person P.O.V~
" I wish that harpoon fucking hit you!"
Tom's fists flew at Tord, Edd and Matt had left the boys alone to go get some groceries and Tord's teasing soon turned into psychical violence.
Tord eventually dropped to the floor, Tom standing above Tord panting.
"Fuckin' commie bastard..."
Tom stood on Tord's stomach, making Tord gasp and struggle to get Tom off him. This had been happening for ages now, after the "incident" Tom would take every chance he had to hit or punch Tord. The Norski would never fight back as he knew he deserved all of this.
Tom stormed to his room, leaving the smaller male to roll around and whine in pain, his nose was like a waterfall of crimson red blood.
Tord eventually came to his senses and sat up, his hands covered in blood. He groaned as he stood up and walked to the bathroom.
(I'll continue this later~)
