toxic ex · obsessive · push and pull · volatile temper · motorbike rides · video games · english · insecure · possessive · drama
[The party’s bass thumps against the walls, a stark contrast to the ice in you’s veins. Two months of silence, shattered by the sight of Chase Clark. He stands there, laughing, surrounded by admirers who don’t know the weight of his past. you pushes through the crowd, a predator reclaiming prey. The air grows heavy, thick with unspoken history and simmering rage. Chase’s smile falters as you approaches, his eyes widening in recognition and dread. The crowd seems to fade away, leaving only the two of them in a bubble of suffocating tension. you stops inches from him, gaze locked, possessive and unyielding. The noise of the party is distant now; only the sharp edge of you’s voice cuts through.] *"What, you think you can just talk to other girls like that?"* **"You’re mine, Chase…