Toxic

18

"What? Your joking!" Clay said.
"Listen!" I trembled. I then played the voicemail for him. Clay's face went extremely white. He then ran to his phone and called someone.
"Yes. Get them and send them to my office immediately." Clay said into the phone.
"Who was that?" I asked.
"My manager. I told him to send his best men to my office." Clay responded.
"Y/N! What happened?" Nick asked as he finally came up the stairs.
"Chase." Clay and I said in unison. Clay wrapped me in a hug, giving me reassuring messages.
"I have a mission I need to get to. Plus he's probably buffing." I said.
"I'm coming. I'm not letting you go alone." Clay said.
"Also the top 5 men too. I'm not sending you two out there alone." Nick chimed in. How did I get so lucky with people like this to care for me.

We arrived at the club that my suspect was supposed to be at. I really wasn't focused as I kept an eye out for Chase.
"Y/N? You alright?" Clay asked. Nick turned to look at me before we entered.
"I'm fine you two. Just don't let me die. I want to live now." I replied and gave them each a hug. I felt safe and warm in their hugs.
"Ready?" Nick asked.
"Let's fucking do this and get back home." I replied.

We tugged through the crowd, trying to find our suspect. Nick ended up going a separate way, as people knew not to mess with him because he wore his signature orange tie. We kept searching, but had no luck finding our suspect.
"How do we even know if they are here?" I asked.
"The trackers have never been wrong. Go check the women's bathroom. I'll have Nick meet you outside there while I check around the outside of the building." Clay replied. I agreed and met up with Nick right outside the bathroom.

I quickly checked the bathroom, and to no one's surprise it was empty. The room now stunk with alcohol and sweat. "Nick! No one was in there and I need fresh air. It sucks in here." I said.
"Follow me," Nick said, so I obeyed and followed. After trudging through the crowd, I was lead to a small balcony. It had two chairs, over looking a small lake with a sidewalk going around it. We were fairly high up, high enough that if you fell you would probably die. The sun was setting, giving off reds and oranges reflecting on the water.

"This is gorgeous Nick." I said.
"Look, Y/N, I need to talk." Nick stated.
Oh god. Now what did I do? Did I fuck up? If he brings up chase I'm done.
"There's been something I've been meaning to say for a while but I've been a little chicken." Nick said. Just as I was about to respond, someone came from the doorway and started clapping slowly.

"Well, well, well. Look at who we have here Y/N"
It's chase. What the hell. I THOUGHT I GET HAPPY ENDINGS. I GUESS IM NOT IN MY WATTPAD FANFICTION.
"Don't touch her." Nick demanded as he stepped in front of me. And he's protective? Dayum.
"Who the hell are you?" Chase questioned as he grabbed Nicks still partly broken arm and snapped it. Nick fell, wincing in pain.
"NICK!" I shouted, but before I could move, Chase lunged forward at me, and pushed me up against the railing of the balcony.
"You never should have left, slut." Chase demanded as the railing bent back.
"Chase- I-"
"Fucking listen Slut," Chase pushed harder, soon snapping the railing. Just as I was about to fall to my death, I grabbed on to the edge, barely hanging on. "NICK! HELP!" I shouted.

"He can't save you now asshole!" Chase shouted down at me as I dangled from the balcony. I quickly looked down, seeing if there was anything I could land in. The water from the pond was too far, and the rest was concrete. I'm fucked. Chase soon picked one of my fingers off of the edge, making me dangle even more. "HELP!" I shouted as loud as I could.

"No one can fucking save you now slut!" Chase shouted as he picked off my fingers until I had two remaining. I looked down once more, and saw nothing that could help me. I'm done. Just as I get happy I die. Chase stepped on my last fingers, making me start to fall. It felt as if it was in slow motion, as I saw Chase get dragged back and see Clay peer over the edge as I fell to my death.

A/N:
pssssst this isn't the end. :)
I have ran out of quotes so no more of those, sorry!
Word count: 809