It was hard to decide what was scarier; the scowl on Johnny's face or the smile on Leo's.
Slowly, Leo's lips unfurled a grin, bright as the sun.
" Brother, you look pissed." The amusement in Leo's words contorted Johnny's face with even more fury.
" Don't fucking call me that, not after what you did with my sister." Johnny snarled, eyes burning more and more with every word uttered but Leo remained placid, fingers still curled tight around his knife.
" You have two sisters, be more specific," Leo said, sending Johnny teetering further to the verge of vexation.
" You son of a bitch!" With the words barely muttered, Johnny landed his fist on Leo's face. The motion was swift but the impact was astonishing, bruises were inevitable. Despite that, Leo preferred not to riposte. He wanted the hate and rage to end here, in this confrontation but he knew better than that. That single punch simply wouldn't be enough to vent out the anger.
