Chessa:Gunshots

9

Tessa's POV

It was exactly 11:59, and I walked downstairs next to Chance who wrapped his arm around me pulling me to his side.

"Hey babe..." I muttered so people nearby could hear me.

"Hi baby girl, you look beautiful as always.."

I blushed a bit and then his my face, glancing around the room at what seems to be almost 300 people...

"Who are all of these people?" I whisper

"Honestly I only know half the rest are just friends of my mother or reporters.."

Jake-"Hey man, congratulations! I didn't know you were getting married. Oh hi, you must be Tessa. I'm Jake,"

Tessa-"Hi Jake, nice to meet you..."

Jake-"Chance and I have been best friends since elementary school, so if you ever need something to embarrass him about, ask me."

"Good to know."

I felt Chance pull me a bit closer and I smiled, knowing people were watching. He leaned down and whispered into my ear, "I need you to go upstairs and bring me a gun... that guy over there has one."

My eyes grew wide in fear and I turned to look but Chance stopped me. "Don't look okay, we can't let him know that he's been seen..."

I quickly walked upstairs and grabbed the gun from Chances drawer, hoping it was the right one. I slipped it under my dress and faced Chance before hugging him, slipping it into his pocket. I watched Chance go over to the guy, and talk to him, while everyone danced outside. I waited uncomfortably in the corner. I turned away and heard the familiar sound of gunshots ringing through my ear. I turned to see Chance, staring coldly at the body. It amazes me how he can be all deathly killing then clubbing and being all flirty.

He once again picked up the body and dragged it away. I stood frozen in shock at what I had witnessed. I know Chance thinks it's just orders and a job but that is more serious and highly illegal. I walked outside to the dance floor and heard music blasting, when Chances mother approached.

"Hello Tessa." She sat coldly.

"Hello Mrs. Sutton..."

"Where is Chance?"

"Taking care of...problems."

"Okay well he needs to be careful. One of rouges men are here to make a deal with your father and the last thing we need right now is my son shooting him."

I nodded and choked a bit. Jackie could be so rude and really needs to spread information more efficiently, mainly when her son is practically a hit man. I quickly paced inside and called Chance.

"Chance?"

"What?"

"Where are you?"

"Out front, why?"

----I hung up-----

I stormed out the front door and found Chance carefully disposing of the body.

"You idiot!"I whisper screamed"that was one of the Rouge family's men, here to make a deal with my father!"

Chances expression turned to fear, an emotion I had never seen him show.

"Can we not talk about this here?"

"No were talking! How much trouble are you trying to get yourself into?!"

"I'm not trying to get in trouble but I'm defiantly trying to get in your pants😉"

I hit him on the chest."pervert..." I muttered.

We returned to the party and I was forced to talk to some of Chances parents friends which was quite awkward. I slowly took a drink from the bar outside and sat down, next to Chance...of course...

At this point we were circled by girls who appeared to be Chances age, 20. They were all laughing at everything he said and when he went to pick up another dunk I took it from his hand.

"That's enough for now okay?"

He groaned, making the girls around us laugh.