Ed has been pushed too far

His hands clenched into fists "My mom is dead, you asshole" he stated bitterly as he stood in the kitchen of his home and squared up to his dead mothers lover.

Idris simply didn't believe Ed's claim, instead he thought it was the outburst of a petulant spoilt little child crying out for attention. Idris sneered with contempt at Ed "don't talk shit like that, its pathetic and don't forget this is my house. You will show me respect or it'll go hard for you boy, your whore mom is my bitch now and does whatever I tell her to. Speaking of, tell me where she is so I can get my dick sucked clean."

Everyone has a limit and everyone has a trigger. Even the most easy going mild mannered of people will only put up with so much, they might put up with a lifetime of shit aimed at them having convinced themselves it was better to put other peoples feelings before their own but they would do anything to honour the ones they loved, especially a mother who had always loved them.

Everyone will have a moment in their lives when they have **** but to act only on instinct.

This was Ed's moment, he lashed out with every ounce of strength, channelling all of his rage, anger, regret, sorrow and hurt into a punch aimed at Idris's callous mocking face.

The blow landed with a satisfying crunch as fist made contact with face, Idris was taken by surprise and was floored by the suddeness of the attack. Ed stood over him and screamed "what the fuck is wrong with you, you sick fuck!"

Idris grinned up at Ed as probed his cheek with his fingers "that was a pretty cheap shot but I should have expected that from a little cowardly wimp like you". Ed opened his mouth to berate Idris but the older man kicked out catching Ed in the cock & balls, Ed clutched at his privates and crumpled to the floor.

Idris clambered to his feet and towered over Ed "You finally grew a pair. Finally I have a reason to throw you out. You really a pathetic little pussy, you know that?"

Ignoring the pain Ed propelled himself from the floor to bullrush Idris with a scream of rage, knocking the older man into the wall and winding him. Ed managed to get a few satisfying hits at Idris before he was pushed away. In his rage Ed took another wild swing at Idris who jerked his head away to dodge the blow, Ed punched the wall and his world exploded into pain. Idris took a moment to recover before he was able to seize the advantage and tackle Ed to the ground knocking the air out of him.

Idris straddled Ed and pinned him to the ground with his heavier bodyweight, "Don't make this difficult for me kid, I don't want to leave bruises on you where your mom might find them."

Ed screamed in anger and squirmed to get free, "I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!" Ed swore as he squirmed underneath the larger man.
Idris punched him in the ribs, "who am I kidding, I know how to punch someone and not leave a bruise."

Ed tried to wriggle free, refusing to give up, "I'll..." He started before Idris hit him again, "kill..." another punch from Idris "you..." Ed promised.

Idris covered Ed's mouth with his hand "last chance, lie down like a bitch or I'll break your fractured jaw." Idris leaned in closer "either way you're no longer welcome in my house."

Eds eyes blazed with hatred, he managed to shake the older mans hand free from his mouth for a moment before he bit into it as hard as he could. Idris squealed in pain and reared back, with a beserek like strength Ed pushed Idris off him causing the bigger guy to fall against the kitchen counter. Ed kicked out and struck his dead mothers lover in the head with a loud crunch stunning him as Ed clambered to his feet beaten but not bruised. Ed kicked the prone Idris a few times before he could recover.

Filled with righteous vengeance and cold purposeful rage Ed reached across the countertop and grabbed something to hurt his tormentor some more before. Ed felt dizzy and swayed slightly before he was able to focus on what was in his hand, it was a kitchen knife.