HOLLOWED OUT
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Content warning: this scene contains violence, humiliation, and references to past s****l trauma. Read at your discretion.
~CHELSEA POV~
The sound was wrong.
It wasn't music anymore...not bass, not rhythm. It was flesh. It was bone. It was Kade's fists connecting, over and over, until the noise itself felt like it was pounding through my ribcage.
I shoved forward, tray clattering to the ground in a spray of broken glass and beer. My throat scraped raw as I screamed his name.
"Kade! Stop!"
And he did.
Not because of Lucas, not because of the manager or the crowd or the chaos—but because of me. My voice cut through him like a commandment.
He froze, his fist suspended in the air, knuckles split, chest heavi
