"That's cheap coming from you of all people," Athan said in agony.
Scarlett applied more pressure to his head as he spoke hateful words.
"I'm sorry, what did you just say to me?" Scarlett snapped.
"I said, that's cheap coming from you. Saying I have bark but no bite. You're the one who wanted a fight, yet you're just standing around talking. You're all talk and no action." Athan mocked.
Scarlett growled and screwed up her face. She twisted her foot and push Athan's head further into the floor.
"I suggest you shut up before I squish your head into this floor and your pretty little brains will be splattered everywhere," Scarlett spoke demonically.
Athan grabbed a hold of Scarlett's ankle and lifted it off his head. When he felt the pressure being released, he gripped tighter onto her ankle and pulled her down, so she smashed her head off the floor. Athan rolled over and got to his feet rubbing his head.