….Tyrone grits his teeth tightly and lets a cascading breath force a spray of saliva shower Damon’s face.
“You cocky son-of-a-bitch!” he snarls as he thrusts a blade into his throat. “Try that again and see what happens? Just try it you smarmy piece of SHIT! I’ll cut you open and leave you in the gutter like the garbage you are!”
“Big FUCKING man with a blade in his hand, big king pin! You can stand there and talk all the smack you want, but we both know deep down you’re a gutless wonder who’s looking for someone to do the job that needs to be done. So do it! Take the plunge and become the MAN, or step the fuck down and let me do what you can’t do!”
Damon’s face twists with rage as he tightens his grip on the knife’s handle, “I DON’T NEED ANYONE TO DO MY BIDDING! I’M MAN ENOUGH!” he roars as he lets loose with an indecipherable bloodcurdling cry before grabbing Tyrone’s hand and slapping the blade into it. “You to it then, if you’re enough!” he snaps with a wicked grin….