by Gar Easley » Fri Nov 14, 2014 3:15 pm
"Yet, she's still the one injured and it wasn't your ass she kicked it was your mind, which seems to be your weak spot. Your parents may be a doctor and a lawyer, so you should know "she started it" is a classic line for the scum you are accusing me of being. I do not "need" my sister to keep my control, she is not here and your limbs remain attached. You think you're better? Take a moment to think about what you would do if your girlfriend sudden dropped to the floor, right here, right now. Would there be simply yelling? Or would you take a swing at the first person you thought was responsible?" Gar stood straight, he had been slouching to appear less intimidating. "My father ruled through violence, tried to teach us to do the same. Thought he had a right because he was stronger, bigger. He was wrong and so are you, it's not the male who rules the Pride, it's the females." He turned his back on Alex. "Ladies." Gar made a stiff bow made to leave.