Clark's PoV
"Dammit, Ryan get off of Wyatt!"
"Hello! Nope!" he yelled, walking right back out when he saw my stupid brothers arguing.
"Iliyan, get back here!" I yelled, he arrived looking wearily at them as he walked over to me he kissed my head and stood beside me.
“So, why are these dumb shits fighting to the death, again?”
“Tell him, Wyatt,” I said,
“Yeah, Wyatt, tell him,” Ryan hissed.
“I borrowed Ryan's food.”
“What the f**k do you mean borrowed?! Am I going to get my cookies back? Am I?!"
“Well, I mean you could but you gotta check my shit.”
Ryan screamed and strangled him, I eyed them for a couple more minutes, punches were thrown, kicks were kicked, blood was spat and Ryan was strangling Wyatt again.
"Alright, that's it!" I yelled and walked over to them and grabbed
