Isn't that called Sadism?

(( like sat ontop of him XD ))

((lolololwhat is stradled plz?))

Smirking the red head dodged the punch and stradled the older male.

Carlos let out an angry snarl and tried to punch his friend.

"Not anymore" The being smirked down at Carlos "who would've thought you were quite this weak"

Looking up shakily at the red head, Carlos coughed and groaned. "S-Skye..."

"If I left now this would be wasting one heck of an opportunity" Skye smirked, eyes now pitch black.

Carlos gritted his teeth as felt Skye's foot hit him in the stomach. Continuing to cough, his eyes were barely open.

Growling Skye kicked Carlos before kneeling down to his level.

Gasping for breath as he hit the floor, Carlos burst into fits of coughing.

"It's no wonder you have more enemies than friends"
Skye let go and watched Carlos slide down to the floor.

Gritting his teeth at the red head tightened his grip, he had no choice but to listen to what he was saying.

"You know something? You need to show people more respect" Skye spat angrily at Carlos "I've had to put up with your shit for at least 2 years now and I don't know how much more of it I can take. One second you're friendly and the next you couldn't really give a damn"
The red head snarled and tightened his grip on Carlos' throat.

Gagging, Carlos began to cough. "What're you doing?!" He yelled between coughs.

Growling the red head grabbed Carlos by the throat and pushed him against the nearest wall.

"I'm tired, okay?" What do you expect coming at this time?" He snapped back as he looked at his watch.

Something inside of the red head was close to snapping and he didn't understand why.
"I came to apologise and that's the kinda reaction I get?" Skye's eyebrow twitched angrily.

"It doesn't matter." Carlos said rather impatiently, just wanting to get back inside and go to sleep.

"I-I'm sorry..." Skye said almost as soon as the door was opened "I had n-n-no reason to snap..."

Heaving a sigh as he stood, the dark haired male opened the door with one hand whilst the other continued to wipe the blood away from his nose.

A sharp knock came from the front door. Skye stood outside shivering and rubbing his arms waiting for Carlos to answer.

After fifteen minutes, the older of the two males found himself sat down on his sofa. Tissues scattered across the table encased in blood from his bleeding broken nose. Heaving a sigh, Carlos yawned and contemplated going to bed.

Holding his head in his hands Skye realised that had been mostly his own fault. Grumbling he had a nagging feeling that he should go an apologise. Standing up he turned the music off and headed out after grabbing his coat. Little did he know but the nagging wasn't a feeling it was more of a suggestion planted there by someone, or something.

Heaving a sigh as he received no reply, the older of the two grumbled and began to head home.

Skye was currently sat on his sofa with is music turned up full blast, trying to take his mind off of his annoyance of a friend.