solo2020

So my brother and I got down yesterday. Lots of blood was spilt (mostly from my nose) This is how the story start

My brother and I have this odd relationship. We both respect and care for each other. But it's always akward showing affection between two male siblings (I'm 20 and he's 25). I always grew up with him bossing me around. After high school, he gave me space and we rarely got into a physical confrontation. That was until yesterday.

He had lost money through internet poker (the new vice of amongst lazy gamblers). He stormed into my room and asked me to deposit $60, as my checking account is connected via their site. I had asked where my $40 was(which I had won in literally 2 mins and told him about). He was somewhat irate about losing his money (I've been there many times) and started mouthing off. I was being quiet and ignoring him. All the while playing BF1942. He proceeded to smack me in the head. This is what back the camels back. I swung at his face and we started throwing punches at each other. In the middle of the fight, I saw his fist flying at my nose. It proceeded to land sqaure in the middle of my face. Blood was gushing and I was in a daze. He just stopped and I washed up my face and went for a drive.

We discussed the matter the same night. And came to a mutual conclusion about what the problem was. He apologized. I thought it was no big deal, seeing as how he was my older brother and what not. We squashed it. I'm left with 2 mild black eyes and a broken cartilage in my nose. But I heal faster then Wolverine, so it should be gone in 2 days.


So does anybody else have any fist fight stories amongst family they would like to share?

Journeyman

Well, with a history of alcoholism in my family, I was 16 and for some reason had a case of bud light in my room. Long story short, me and my dad got into it. We've been in little shoving matches before that, but hey, alcohol makes you stupid, so I hit him. When I realized I did, I didn't know what else to do but keep swinging, because I know I was fucked. And yeah, I was fucked, he cracked my nose with one quick left. We got close, I dragged him for a few feet in a headlock and then we spun and got a few feet between us in the living room. My mom yelled that she was gonna call the cops, so we stood for a few seconds and decided to end it there. Kinda just messed about my nose with a towel before he figured out that I was bleeding too much, and he took me out to the garage and cleaned me up, got me some ice for my nose. After that, to us it was just something to look back on and laugh about. Plus I don't ever drink in the house, anymore.

You can still see the dent in my nose in my profile picture.

There's a few stories in my family about my grandfather and great uncles fighting... plus my dad and his dad... and my dad and my uncle... and... they all have alcohol involved.

Wait... I'm starting to see a pattern here...

Redjake

I pushed Lasereth through our front door one day, or at least tried to. The door was oak so he didn't really go through it, but it busted out the glass and the wooden window-dividers (the door was solid up to about your waste, then it had a window up to the top, with the window cut into sections with sticks of wood, hard to explain). Good thing none of the glass cut him! All over a peanut-butter and jelly sandwich.

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yakimushi

My brother and I used to get into it quite a bit when we were younger (I'm 23 now, he's 20). We don't any more, I think the last physical fight we got into was when I was in high school.

One memorable time he tried to put me into a hold from behind and I kind of snapped and gave the back of my elbow to his nose. He bled a LOT and I felt pretty guilty. We get a long real well though so I'm glad things never got really shitty when we were younger.

whocarz

My late alcoholic stepfather started beating me when I was 8 years old. For years I was thrown around, punched, kicked, pinned down in military holds and slapped, etc. As I grew older, I began fighting back, and we had it out a few times. I lost every time, being a young teenager, but the frequency of his abuse resided. It finally stopped when I threatened to break in his skull with a baseball bat. Things simmered for a while, but before anything could erupt, my mother got a seperation from him, after 11 years of dealing with his shit. Two years later, he killed himself by going to sleep in his car as it idled in his garage. However, I believe that if we had remained living with him, I would have, at the very least, tried to kill him, as I grew bigger and stronger than him. I would have done it happily and would be without remorse. I'm glad he's gone, he was the only person that I actually HATED. Certainly, there have been people that I dislike or think ill of, but none compare to the loathing I felt for him.

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MaGlC_MaN

i killed my dad when i was 4, murdered my uncle at 7, and owned godzilla at 13. im pretty easy going though.

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itwasntme

my brother came after me with a toaster once

raeanna74

My brother, who is 6 years younger but a foot taller, punched me once in the chest and I turned and told him that if he touched me like that again I would call the police. I forget what it was about. He had a terrible temper for a long time. He's just now at 24 learning to control it a little better. Another time he punched hubby over hubby slamming the door of my brother's car. Hubby did it cause he was mad that my brother had sped through a busy parking lot at well over 20. That was caused cause a woman had pissed my brother off - just domino effect. I stepped between hubby and bro when Bro pulled his fist back to punch again. I grabbed his collar and said "Don't you dare."

I'm now sure what it is that's kept him from hitting me again really. Maybe it's cause I'm still his big sis even though he's a foot taller. Maybe it's cause he can count on my keeping my word and calling the police. He and I have sparred in fun as well and perhaps he knows I could hold my own if we did get into a real fistacuffs. Whatever the reason I don't plan to disrupt the status-quo. My bro had punched Dad and Mom as well and broken several of Dad's ribs and sprained my Mom's ankle.

In the end it seems that when I look him in the eye with no fear his bullying ends. Just part of our relationship I think. It's funny cause neither one of us will tattle on the other on anything we learn about each other. He knows I won't tolerate his temper though. Never have. I'll tolerate anything else he does though.

No one else in my family physically abuses though. My mother is emotionally manipulative though and my Dad is enstable psychologically (suicidal and struggles with depression). Lovely family, eh? Funny though if any outside force were to attempt to harm our family I know we'd stand by each other and fight it out as a team. Not sure why the dynamics works that way, just does.

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legolas

wow well in your case it seems more like your brother has a few problems and you get stuck.

i won't even share my mild encounters with siblings because they don't seem to be quite on the same level.

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waltert

my brother and i are pretty close, though I did put my step brother into the hospital once(shovel was involved). My step brothers and their father would get into physical conflicts, etc. i havent really been involved in a physical conflict with anyone outside of my stepbrothers.

(to my way of thinking) I cannot even fathom how your brother can be 25 and still act like that.

bacon_masta

my brother and i used to fight a lot as kids, but because he is four years older than i am, i usually didn't have much of a chance because of his height, weight, and strength advantage. finally, one day, we were sitting in my parents' basement playing the ps1, and he got pissed off about me beating him at a video game and kicked me out of the chair i was sitting in. i was 15, he was 19, and i went, to be blunt, totally ape shit. i jerked him off of the couch by his shirt and headbutted him in the face as hard as i could. he punched me in the face a few times, and i had him on the floor punching him in the face and chest when my father (apparently heard the ruckus and came down to investigate) kicked me in the ribs to get me to stop hitting him. strangely enough (or maybe not ) my brother hasn't tried to start a physical altercation with me since that day.

solo2020

He just turned 24 and I threw the 1st punch. He's always had a really hot temper, but he is normally a good natured person.

StickODynomite

When my mother married a jerk off in the military who emotionally, verbally and physically abused her and his kids... I was introduced to a world where talking meant nothing and punching did. I would get into fist fights with his younger daughter (who is about 3 yrs younger than I am). She's taller and weighs more than I do so she made the mistake of pulling my hair and trying to treat me like I was her bitch one day. I punched her and well.. that just one example. The jerk off's son tried to beat me up a few times too.. and he learned not to do that pretty fast. I really hate that family. Its too bad my mom is stupid enough to stick around.

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Jesus Pimp

I punched my dad when he tried to hit me my senior year of high school. He used to beat me all the time when I was a kid. So one day I just got fed up. I almost punched my mom a few weeks ago because she got pissed at me and hit me with a broom handle.

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