"You fuck off of him!" Tuck yelled, and when Malcolm charged forward, Tuck leapt to intercept him. They tussled and Malcolm slammed his fist into Tuck's face.
Tuck reeled back and groaned, leaning against the wall for a second. "What is wrong with you?" Malcolm yelled, and Tuck growled.
"I am not letting you hurt him," Tuck yelled, and he jumped forward again. They grappled and Malcolm kicked him to the floor.
"Fine, rot with him then," he hissed. "I knew you were lying to us!" he yelled, slamming and locking the door behind him.
Tuck jumped up to try the door and he groaned when it was locked. "Shit. Shit!" Tuck groaned and sank to the floor. "Shit!"