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Post by Jake Creevey on Jun 1, 2007 0:31:28 GMT -5
Jake grunted as more punches hit him, but always allowed a slight smirk as he blocked and dodged Tanners punches. Jake was smirking now as he threw a Round House Kick (Tae Kwon do) toward Tanner, and succeeded in landing it hard in Tanner's stomach. He muttered something like 'bitch' to his 'best friend', another smirk playing on his lips.
Then, with wide eyes, he noticed the yell from Tanner.
"What the hell!? TANNER YOU BASTARD!" And with that there was a series of kicks to Tanner's stomach. Each one was powerful, powerful then before for now Jake knew what he was fighting for. And he was so very disappointed in Tanner for doing such a thing to him. That f**ker.
Jake hardly noticed Marco enter, as he only felt the new presence and hared Aleksandra scream his name threw sobs, and he had the sensation of guiltiness. d**n. But... Tanner was now a complete jerk, and did not seem like a Hufflepuff, more of an arrogant Gryffindor or Slytherin, which would be much more alike then they seem.
Taking a few step;s forward, he forced Tanner to move back wards with each step or their body's would collide. Little did he know with every push and step, they wandered closer to Aleksandra and Marco and anyone whole would be prey to the two of them.
Jake glared harshly at Tanner, sending a punch to his cheek, however it slipped and landed on Tanner's temple/eye area. Ohh, poor baby boy Tanner would have a black eye. Oh well, he needs to deflate his head and not think so highly of himself. Jake and Tanner; so alike, and yet beating each other half to death.
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Post by Marco Krum on Jun 1, 2007 0:45:02 GMT -5
Yeah, Tanner was in pain. He'd make sure Jake felt his pain, too. He glared at the boy and stepped backwards, only to come back with a strong kick to the chest, and a punch of his knuckles in to the boy's stomach. That was for knocking the wind out of him and giving him a black eye. Tanner would give him a bloody nose. And lip. And hopefully internal bleeding. He punched at Jakey's face multiple times, watching for a moment as Jake's lips got fat and bruise from his very own hands. Gawsh, Tanner felt like stopping there and crying from guiltiness. He didn't want to beat the crap out of his best friend. He didn't want to have Jake's nose-blood on his knuckles, but that's how it was now. He couldnt' turn back from this fight now. His adrenaline was starting to go down, but he forced it back up and kicked Jake with most of his strength in the side of his hip. Hopefully that busted his kidney or spleen or something. He felt the stinging of his eye and cheek for a moment, not noticing how his other best friend had arrive and was staring then down, or that the girl he fancied was leaking tears. He spat on to his robe's sleeve for a moment; the blood from Jake's punch to the jaw making a stain. He glared his eyes against at Jake, taking another step back as he was advanced to; eye stinging in pain. He punched Jake again in the cheek, hoping it, like, broke his jaw to the max. His poor bestie. They'd both be deformed within another twenty minutes.
Marco frowned upon seeing his sister genuinely scared and saddened. He never knew such a feeling for her existed. He felt her body shudder against him, and gently wrapped his arms around her for a moment. He felt the tears soak in to his shirt and patted her curly blonde hair; just like his own. "Chch," he cooed to calm her down, "I'll take care of this," he said softly, letting his arms go from around her, back to his sides, fists clenched and ready when both fo his best friends were to stop beating the s**t out of each other. Idiots, they were. Beating each other over a girl. Pretty shallow, he though, too, to beat the crap out of each other in front of that girl. And that girl was his big sister; which pissed him off even more. But he stood their calmly, until one of their fists slipped and went towards the blonde female.
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Post by Aleksandra Krum on Jun 1, 2007 0:58:20 GMT -5
Aleksandra hated feeling helpless and not being able to control what would happen in a situtation. It wasn't fair. She decided to turn around and see if the worst was over. She turned and gasped. Jake had a busted nose and lip and Tanner had a black eye and a cut on his face. She wanted to rush over and stop them, but she knew it was for her own good to stay here. Plus, Marco had said he would handle it. She felt bad for asking her little brother to stop a fight, but he was more than capable of stopping it. She just wanted to know when he would stop their friends from beating the s**t out of each other. She just stood there watching as the came closer and closer to her.
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Post by Jake Creevey on Jun 2, 2007 18:44:05 GMT -5
Indeed, it hurt. Not only the kicks and fist's to his face, but his heart felt very heavy, and sore. Tanner Boot, his best friend, was fighting him. He was beating the living daylights out of Jake, and yet, they were so close. One could have said Jake and Tanner had a platonic love. But now... Hell, what was it they were actually fighting over? A girl? Oh yeah... Remembering that, Jake growled lightly and aimed again at Tanner's pretty boy face.
"Tanner! I love her, and you f**king know this! How the hell could you!?"
It sounded like a corny line from a cheesy soap opera. Was that what his life was? One big soap opera, just to be watched by Muggles, and they would laugh at the suspense and the big fight between Tanner Boot and Jake Creevey? Maybe, but for now, Jake had more important things to think about.
As his tightly clenched fist aimed, and threw itself toward the face of Tanner, he manged a smirk. It was the perfect blow to Tanner's cheek again, but... Somehow, it slipped off, and came hurtling toward Aleksandra. Then...
POW.
Everything had seemed to slow as Jake had fell toward Aleksandra, eyes widening and smirk fading, and now with that strike to her cheek... Time had stopped. He gasped, and all seemed to speed up again, and with a sick and almost teary look Jake yelled her name, "Aleksandra!", in a scared, shaky, shocked and sorry voice.
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Post by Aleksandra Krum on Jun 2, 2007 18:51:26 GMT -5
Aleksandra felt the impact on her face. She had actually fell back into Marco becuase of it. If he hadn't been there she would have fell to the floor. She groaned from the pain in her face. She opened her eyes enough to see Jake witha teary look, and heard him yell her name before she closed her eyes again. She felt weak. She couldn't do anything but stay where she was, leaning against her little brother. He was the only reason she was still standing. Suddenly in a quiet voice she said," I don't understand. Why?" And again she fell silent.
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Post by Marco Krum on Jun 2, 2007 19:16:35 GMT -5
Tanner stopped when he witnessed the fist go pummeling towards Aleksandra. He gasped when it hit her, and watched her fall over in to her brother's arms. It all seemed to happen in slow motion, the punch and the fall, then her words. He looked at Jake for a moment, no emotion but shock written on his face. Suddenly, he felt horrible. If he hadn't punched Jake first, this never would have happened. He could have simply went on with his life and ignore Jake's comments, and they would still be friends. But instead he had to beat the s**t out of Jakey and end up with a bruised Aleksandra. He didn't say a thing, now blaming himself for such. He wasn't about to go an apologize at the moment, though. He was too shocked. Tanner took a step back and watched as Aleksandra was set on the bed, then looked at Marco. Uh-oh.
Marco gasped slightly when he heard the punch, watched the punch, and his sister fell back to him from the impact of the punch. He didn't even look at his best friends now. He picked up his sister and set her on the hospital bed, "Shhh. I'll take care of it," he said softly to her like a good brother should. He turned on his heel and looked at Jake. He walked calmly up to the boy, eyed him for a moment. He was going for the intimidating look. Since he was taller than both of them, it was easy. He brought his fist up and landed it hard on Jake's cheek, "How does that feel, hm?" he asked, advancing more-so to the boy, "That's what /she/ felt. You will not go near my sister again, you hear, asshole?" he said, voice stern. His green eyes were narrowed in a glare towards Jake. Idiots, these two were. He turned to Tanner, next, and opende his mouth to speak. "You f**king idiots. Do you think punching each other because you're in love with the same girl is a reasonable solution? I do not, because you ended up hurting her in the end. I can't believe you two. Maybe you should think sometime," he said with power in his voice, never losing his glare on the two. Suprisingly, he only felt a tad bad about this. These two were his best friends, but they had ended up hurting his sister over something so stupid.
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Post by Jake Creevey on Jun 2, 2007 19:37:59 GMT -5
"W-why...?" He repeated after Aleksandra was set gently on the bed. Jake moved forward to see if she was okay, but was pushed back as Marco inched closer to him, and began to speak sternly.
Then, the impact. It hurt... More then Tanner's kick to the hip. But, it wasn't even half as bad as the pain her felt inside of him, in his chest as he saw Aleksandra lay motionless on the bed. Nope, not as much as that.
"I... Won't hurt her again, sorry Marco..." And disobeying Marco's words, he came to the side of the bed, looked down at Aleksandra and rested a hand on her puff of blonde hair, stroking it. "Sorry, Aleksadra... I didn't mean to..."
And as a few lone tears fell onto Aleksandra beautiful blonde curls, Jake Creevey stood, turned on his heel almost robotically and headed for the door. With a silence, the door closed behind him, and Jake set off in a sprint down the hall.
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Post by Aleksandra Krum on Jun 2, 2007 19:43:33 GMT -5
Aleksandra's eyes fluttered open a bit. She could see that Jake had left. She had heard the words that Marco and Jake had spoken. That is why they were fighting, Sandra thought. She couldn't stay mad at them for that. " Tell him... I'll be ok." She said and turned over to face them. She smiled...very weakly. She could feel a lump already forming on her cheek. She hoped it wouldn't bruise.
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Post by Marco Krum on Jun 2, 2007 19:53:45 GMT -5
Tanner walked himself calmly to the door, a tad of blood trickling down his cheek. He pushed the doors open and stepped out in the the hallway. He took in a deep breath, exhaling; he felt like he was about to blow chunks. Marco was right. Marco was almost anyways right. How stupid they were. He'd lost one of his best friends, and the girl he quite possibly loved was now lying nearly motionless in a bed because he had punched Jake first. He bit his lip and sighed, walking himself down a staircase and towards the direction of the doors of the castle. He needed fresh air; and now.
Marco sat on the edge of his sister's bed and sighed, patting her knee gently, "I'm sure they'll figure that out, Sandra. Shall I get the nurse?" he said, then stood and waved the nurse over as she exited her office, "Miss? Could you fix up my sister, here? She's had quite a rought time,"
ooc| It should end here O:
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