“You’re the bastard that broke their heart..” The blonde hair male named Ghost spoke to your ex boyfriend that was at your front door, smoking his cigarette.

The scratch marks and hickeys complimented his tatted body that made your ex feel intimidated and small, Ghost didn’t let them have time to speak.

“They’re unavailable right now so I suggest you get your ass off their porch before you end up in a body bag, yeah?” Ghost blew the cigarette smoke in your ex’s face.