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(B/F) POV
I was really irritated with (Y/N) and the little stunts she was pulling but when i ran up to see her almost collapsed in a random ladies arms i became concerned. "What happened?" I asked worried but (y/n) probably thought it was fake when in fact i was serious. The lady said something about helping her when we stop on the way back. I just glanced at her as we were both helping. 'Yeah i will let's just hurry and get her back to the car." I said taking (y/n)'s arm and put it around my shoulder. The lady did the same thing to her other side and we both carried her back to the car. When we got there we helped her in and i closed the door. I hurried to the driver side and stopped. "I know this is all a big joke and I'm sick of these stupid tricks she pulls. We are not coming back through here." I said and got into the car before she could say anything else and started the car driving off quickly. "Why are you making this shit up and faking everything? Are you trying to get attention?" I asked but she didn't answer back. I glanced over to her to see her skin pale. Her eyes started closing and i knew something was wrong. "(Y/N!)" I yelled pulling the car over. I checked on her but she was now unconscious. I started the car back up and stepped on the gas. I drove a couple miles out till i saw a house.

I thought to myself that someone there could possibly help so i slowed down and pulled into the driveway. I turned the car off and quickly got out then rushed to (Y/N)'s door. I opened it and quickly but gently got her out. I know I'm an asshole to her but i do care for her. I rushed to the door and knocked a few times very quickly. A few seconds go by and someone opens the door. It was a guy wearing a pig mask but he quickly took it off when he saw (Y/N). "Please help me. My girlfriend just passed out in the car and i don't know what's wrong." I said pleading for help. He backed up and moved to the side. "Come in we have a medical room right over there." He said pointing to a door to the left. I rushed in and to the door not noticing all the people standing in the living room. I stopped and looked to my right to see a bunch of older guys staring at me. "Hey quit starting at him he's just trying to get help for his girlfriend." The guy that first opened the door said. "Go lay her down and I'll get one of our medical guys to check her out." He said and i nodded. I quickly walked into the room and laid her down on a bed. A guy walked in he had a mowhak and a sunset colored tank top.

"Tell me exactly what happened." He said walking up to the bedside. "Well we were coming out this way to meet with my girlfriends family she hasn't seen them in 15 years. On the way we had a few interruptions and one of them happened about half an hour ago. She jumped out of the car to meet with some strange lady. Soon after she collapsed so i got her back in the car and hurried off but she then passed out in the car so i drove as fast as i could go get some help." I said as he looked her over. "Ok don't worry ill help her as best i can." He said grabbing a stethoscope and started listening to her heart. "Hey you might want to let Brock focus and take care of her so how about you come out here." That one guy said. "Right." I said before leaving the room. "Don't worry she'll be fine." He said closing the door behind him. He walked past me to the living room. "Hey can i ask what that tattoo is about." Someone asked with a thick irish accent . I looked over to a guy wearing a green shirt. I looked at my shoulder. "Its dedicated to my favorite gang. The strongest and the most famous gang in los santos." I said moving my sleeve. "The vanoss gang" i said and everything went quiet. There was a sudden snicker and then everyone started laughing.

"What are you idiots laughing about?" Someone asked from behind me. I turned my head to see a guy wearing a red jacket over a black shirt. His black hair sort of spiked up in the front. Everyone suddenly stopped laughing. "Hey Evan look this kid got a tattoo dedicated to the 'Vanoss crew' isn't that funny?" A guy with short brown hair said. He also had an Irish accent. "You guys are morons. Why is he here?" He said and asked coldly. He walked past me to what seemed to be the kitchen. "Aww come on its funny and a little cool. Don't you see how popular we are." A guy with blonde hair down to his shoulders said. I was taken back about what he just said. "What do you mean by that?" I asked and he quickly covered his mouth. "Bryce you idiot we were still trying to keep a low profile." A guy with black hair and a scar over his left eye in the same of a x said. "Sorry.." Bryce said scratching the back of his head. "No one answered my question." Evan said sounding aggravated. "He came here to get help for his girlfriend. This was the first and only place he came across." The guy that opened the door said. "Thank you Tyler, but that doesn't mean we can help her." Evan said harshly i was in total shock.

"Wait please I don't know what to do. I have no idea what's wrong with her i can't just go somewhere else please if you really are the Vanoss crew you would help out a fellow gang leader." I said trying to plead with him. He walked up to me and stared cold daggers at me. "We don't help people anymore. We stopped helping after I lost my daughter." He said and i backed up quickly and looked down. "Listen I've been a complete asshole to her since we started dating but even though she stuck by me. I don't want her to die so please." I said kneeling on the floor. "Come on Evan have a heart. What if it was her in there." A guy with clown makeup on said walking up behind Evan. He then placed a hover mask over his face. "You're h2o Delirious so you guys really are the vanoss gang" i said a little scared they may hurt me or worse (y/n). Evan glanced at delirious then back to me. "Fine but don't cause any trouble you got that." Evan said and i nodded. "I understand" i said getting up off the floor. The door to the medical room flew open "Luke, David i need some help." Brock said urgently. The guy with the green shirt got up and the guy with the x over his eye also got up.

"What's wrong did something happen?" I asked worriedly trying to quickly get past Evan and Tyler. Tyler grabbed my arm firmly. "Listen they can handle it they don't need you getting in their way." He said releasing my arm while pushing me back. "Fine but i just want her to be ok." I said leaning on the wall. "She'll be fine. They are really good at what they do. If they went my daughter would have died a long time ago." Evan said placing a hand on my shoulder. "You are talking about your daughter but i don't see her. Where is she?" I said and asked. "That's because we got separated a long time ago when she was still just a kid." He said and i thought for a second. 'The vanoss crew couldn't be (y/n)'s family right?' I questioned inside my head. "Just sit on the couch and wait" Evan said walking away. I pushed myself off the wall and sat down. After what felt like hours the door finally opened and so I jumped up. "Is she ok?" I asked before anyone else could say anything. "She's going to be fine but Evan we need you to come in here please." Brock said stepping back into the room. "What about me I'm here boyfriend." I said moving around the couch. I got a glimpse of the room and saw her sitting up. "She's awake so why can't i see her?" I asked getting irritated. "Listen here kid we understand but Evan needs to speak with her first." Brock said blocking the door. "Why what is it about him?" I asked and luke bent down to my height. "Evan is the leader of the vanoss crew and she wants to talk to him privately and that is going to happen whether you want it to or not. Do you understand me." He said sounding intimidating. I backed off some and went back to the couch. Evan walked in and paused for a second before the door closed behind him.

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                  Kaytlin

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