Suicide hotline

Chapter 33: I Want You

Song: Bounce Back - Big Sean

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Chance's POV:

I leant against the wall as I finished up taking a piss. The artificial light killed my eyes so I shut them, feeling my bladder now empty.

I sighed in content, shaking and zipping myself up. I flushed the toilet and turned around, opening the door and making my way into the bathroom.

It was a huge bathroom that looked clean and pristine, expensive soaps and brand names scattered in baskets along with those bath bomb things Hope seems to love so much.

As soon as people find this bathroom, it's gonna look like a shit hole.

I snickered, finishing washing my hands and wiping them down on a towel. I took the blue cup that I had left next to the sink when I went to the toilet and made my way out.

I wasn't too worried about Hope since I left her seated in front of the guys (and Sage). She seemed to be having a good time and I was thankful for that.

Not too mention she looked fucking gorgeous tonight, I've been having to hold myself back on so many occasions from grabbing her and having my way.

But I wouldn't do that.

I made my way down stairs, which also meant having to avoid the thousands of people who decided the stairs would be a good place to sit directly in the middle.

I did end up kicking a few people aside, earning a few mouthy kids. I shut them down in an instance by either sending them a glare or forcing them to repeat what they said.

They usually crumpled.

I walked towards the living room where I knew the lot of them would be.

I spotted Eli first, except he was grinding on Nick who was attempting to push him off desperately, while also having to deal with Sage who was clinging to his neck and sucking harshly under his ear.

He looked so conflicted.

I couldn't help the laugh that began to bubble inside my chest, but as soon as it came it bubbled into fury and anger when I caught sight of Hope.

She was attempting to push the guy who was degrading her early off of her as he tried to kiss her forcefully.

She was struggling.

I couldn't contain the roar that was inside my chest, letting it out. Everyone stopped what they were doing, turning their attention to where I was, including that fuck face and my Hope.

Hope's eyes widened, relief washing over her face as the pricks face went white.

All I could see was red.

I marched up to where he stood, soon in a flash grabbing his neck and pinning him harshly up against the wall.

His eyes widened in horror as he grabbed ahold of my hand crazily.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING TRYING TO FORCE YOURSELF UPON MY WOMAN?!" I roared into his face, tears and sweat running down his red, slowly suffocating face.

"Chance!" I heard a voice scream from behind me.

"Not now, baby." I bit back, my attention staying on the guy I was planning on killing in front of me.

"Chance please! You'll kill him." Her voice broke and so did my mind. I began to shake in both anger and confusion.

What the fuck do I do? I can't kill this prick because Hope will never come near me again? But then again he touched my woman.