Ghost held Phantom against the wall. His hand nearly wrapped around Phantom’s throat as he stared down into his face.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I spat, feeling anger surge throughout my body.
“Do you think this is going to end well?” Ghost snapped his head towards me, his face contorted into something animalistic, “Is this some kind of f*****g game to you?”
“I think you are acting like a f*****g tool right now,” I growled before punching him as hard as I could in the back of the head. His grip released from Phantom’s throat, allowing him to gasp for air. I took the opportunity to kick him behind his legs, making him fall to his knees.
“You don’t get to do that,” I snarled, scrunching my nose in disgust as Phantom moved away. His hand was massaging the skin on his
