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No matter how many times I fucking screamed until I was blue in the face for them to stop fighting, they wouldn’t listen. I’d tried to break them up multiple times, which in result did nothing but earn me a busted lip and a swollen left eye I was sure would be black or purple come morning.
Isaac groaned, squeezing his eyes shut all for a moment before his curled right fist swung out and began pounding into Phantom’s side, which only infuriated the monster more. I’d say this was Phantom’s fault, but then I’d be lying. While I was on the phone with Prim, desperate to find out what the fuck happened and why she didn’t have Samara’s back tonight,Isaac tried to sneak off locked and loaded to sign our death certificates. Luckily, Phantom caught him in the act before it was too late. What started as a verbally heated debate ended with Isaac swinging the first punch. Here we are not even ten minutes later and almost every inch of our dorm was torn to shreds.
“Stay down,” Phantom roared, ignoring the blows to his side as he sat up and straddled Isaac, striking a brutalpunchbetween his eyes. The impact had Isaac’s head rolling to the side and his arm smacking hard against the floor. He was done. Phantom had all but knocked him out cold.
But it didn’t stop my furious brother from pummeling Isaac with three more cannonballs that sent blood spraying across the floor.
“PHANTOM!” I screamed, panicking as he threw his bloody fist back again, giving me no choice but to charge and tackle the huge fucker. When we hit the floor, I acted fast, desperate to restrain him. “He’s done! He’s fucking done!”
Phantom bellowed out another viperous growl, forcing me to lock my legs around his huge waist and my right arm under his neck, securing the chokehold. Phantom’s breath stuttered the tighter my grip locked around his throat. Finally, his chest stopped heaving and his weight sagged down on the floor. He weakly brought his arm up and tapped three times against my forearm, letting me know I’d won.
I let him go and then lunged in a crawl over to Isaac, who was unconscious, his face painted in blood. My heart pounded painfully hard through my chest as I pressed two fingers against his neck.
He was alive.
Thank fuck.
I looked over at Phantom and found him sitting up, his bloody hands on his head and his eyes to the floor.
“Are you out of your fucking mind?” I shouted, enraged. “You could’ve killed him!”
“But I didn’t, right?” was his snooty reply.
I bit back the foul words threatening to burst free and breathed in deeply. “Right, you didn’t. Now help me carry his ass to bed.”
Phantom rolled his eyes and got up, grabbing Isaac’s legs while I adjusted my grip under his armpits. When we had him in bed, I rushed to the hall bathroom and soaked down a few washcloths. I returned moments later to find Phantom handcuffing one of Isaac’s wrists to the bedrail.
“Are you serious—”
“What the fuck do you think he’s gonna do as soon as he wakes up?”
I sighed, closing my eyes.
He’s right.
After how Isaac reacted after…
Fuck, I couldn’t even bring myself to talk about it.
Disapproval aside, it was for the best. Isaac was a danger not only to himself but to all of us Ravagers. We’d all be dead before sunrise if wedidn’tkeep him restrained.
“Fine.I don’t like it, but I won’t lie and say it isn’t for the best.”
Phantom walked away and left the room. I approached Isaac and sat down on the bed, tears filling my eyes as I carefully cleaned the blood off his face.
“You’re not the only one hurting,” I whispered to him, not caring if he could hear me or not. The washcloth was freezing cold and still, he didn’t stir or move a single muscle while I cleaned him. “We’ll get justice for her, okay? But we have to do it therightway, Isaac. We know what he’s planning now. Once we tell Father, all will fall in place how it should. Damien willsufferfor this. I promise.”
I finished wiping the last of the blood away and frowned, reaching up to knuckle my eyes. He’d be bruised for weeks. He was alive though. That was all that mattered.
Now it was time to pick this bone I’d been saving.
There wasn’t a better time than now, especially with Isaac KO.
I left the room and walked out the hall and through the living room. Phantom was in the kitchen, nursing his bloody hands with icepacks.
“What did Prim have to say?” he asked without looking at me, his jaw tight.
“She claims she didn’t know what went down. Said that after Samara disappeared, there was nothing she could do. Outlaws were everywhere and blocking all access to Samara and Damien. Blowing her cover and getting them killed was a risk she wasn’t willing to take.”
