Zayn
My mind was set on one thing....tearing the mother fucker Marcus into small pieces once and for all. I heard him say he wanted Hope and my pup and that triggered my simmering f****d up possessive issues that I had been trying hard to bury deep down because I wanted to change for her. What's worse is that he touched her and he would probably do it again. There was nothing I could do about it and that drove me over the edge. I trained every day to try and drain out the murderous thoughts and the image of him touching her. Laying his filthy hands on her while she slept. I wanted this battle more than life itself. I didn't care if I lost my life fighting him, I would welcome my death with open arms as long as I tore him limb for limb for violating her like that. For touching what wa
