Dysphoria /1/

Chapter 15

The guys left around four in the morning after two heartfelt hours of talking and laughing. Alice decided to stay in the room for a little longer to think, but instead she gathered all her stuff and called a cab.

Even though her house was in walking distance, she still had to carry four boxes. The time for crying was over and now she tried to think clearly. There was no doubt in her mimd that she'd break if she was left again so for her sake, she'd isolate herself. Meaning that the raven haired girl would cut off all communication with her old gang and move.

After paying the cab driver, Alice walked into her home. It didn't hold that welcoming feeling as it used to, but it didn't matter. Not wanting to go through the long, troubling process of selling the place, Alice decided she'd keep the house as it is. She'd leave all the furniture and the memories. The only things she'd be taking were her clothes and her computer.

Her car was out in the front so she placed all her things in there and called a hotel. Until she found another place, Alice was going to enjoy a little bit of luxury in a nice hotel suite.

Luckily, there was an extra room at one of the best hotels in Los Santos which she'd be staying at, but she took a quick pit stop at the liquor hole. So at five in the morning, Alice found her in a large hotel suit jumping on the bed with a bottle of scotch in her hand, listening to Beyonce. The music was disrupted by a loud ringing sound so Alice answered her phone.

"Alice, its five in the morning. Where the hell are you?" She could recognize it as Delirious' voice.

"I'm enjoying life alone Jonathan, which reminds me that I need to get a new phone," Alice's voice slurred as she spoke.

A loud groan was heard on the other end. "You shouldn't be drinking," the brown haired boy didn't get a response. "Damn it, Alice. Did you really restrict GPS tracking on your phone?"

It was a smart move on her part. Restricting GPS tracking on her phone meant that she couldn't be found by any of the guys. She laughed, ending the call and going back to listening to Beyonce.

Meanwhile, Delirious slammed his phone down after Alice ended the call, waking Nogla up.

"I already let you sleep in here. I just want some sleep," the tall Irishman muttered, annoyed. He sat up and looked at Jonathan concerned when he didn't talk back. "What happened?"

"She left. I can't track her damn cell and I already know she wouldn't stay at her house."

David got up and punched the wall, scaring Delirious for quick second. "Come on." Jonathan followed David out the door and watched his friend wake everyone up, then he stopped at the final door. "Evan. You fucking caused this and she's not paying for your stupid fucking feelings," Daithi barged in only to find a gun pointed at him.

"Are you really going to fucking talk to me like that?" Vanoss had his gun aimed directly at David's head. "You would risk getting shot for the slut who played with you?"

The rest of the gang crowded around the door watching Vanoss warily. Terroriser was in the back holding his phone up, taking a short video and sending it to Alice.

"All of you are all risking being the top gang in Los Santos for a girl?" Vanoss was shouting now, staring at the guys in front of him with an angry glare.

"Evan, put the gun down. You've been drinking too much," Brock inched forward and put his hand out slowly to take the gun. "Don't do anything stupid."

A gun shot rang throughout the house as Alice kicked down the door and ran upstairs. Her eyes watered seeing Brock on the floor, blood oozing from the fresh bullet wound in his shoulder.

In an instant, Alice pushed through the group of boys and in front of Vanoss, who had his gun down staring at the mess he created. With a single kick, Alice knocked the gang leader out and went to Moo.

"Alice, you're back," Terroriser hugged her, but she pushed him away.

"Just for now. Get the first aid kit downstairs and bring it to Brock's room," the green eyed girl said sternly. "Craig, Tyler. I need you two to carry Brock to his bed. Lui go get some alcohol and Nogla I need you to get some towels or rags."

"What about me?" Jonathan stood there staring, still in a bit of shock. He never would have thought someone like Vanoss, the person who took him in while he was on the streets, had that much hate in him.

Alice shook her head. "The other boys seem fine, but I can tell you aren't. So just watch over Evan. Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid when he wakes up." She left Delirious in Evan's room and ran to where Wildcat and MiniLadd had carried Brock.

Brock was unconscious, which was a bad sign but hopefully Alice wouldn't have to worry about him struggling as she tended to his wound. Moments later, the guys came back with all of the things Alice had asked for and she got to work.

Craig had already taken off Moo's shirt which made the process a tiny bit easier. Alice could still feel a slight buzz from when she was drinking earlier and she hoped that her hands would keep still as she worked. Taking a pair of thin metal prongs, she tried looking for the bullet. Luckily for Moo, the bullet hadn't broke and Alice took it out slowly.

Brock was actually very lucky that Vanoss was a bad shot when he was drunk, otherwise the bullet would have hit something vital. But in this case, the bullet didn't damage any bones or nerves, which just left cleaning and stitching the bullet wound.

As Alice poured a bit of alcohol on the wound, she could see Brock's jaw clench in response. She wiped the blood away so stitching it up would be easier. Taking a needle, some thread, and some tweezers, Alice took a deep breath and made the first stitch.

Brock began to turn so Lui and Terroriser held him down while Alice continued. The wound wasn't as big as she had expected so stitching it didn't take as long.

"There. Its done," Alice said at last, looking at the six boys now standing at the side of the room. "I have to go."

"You know for a fact that if you leave, we're leaving too," Tyler said staring at her. "There is no way I'm taking orders from Evan anymore, not after this."

There was a short chorus of agreements. Alice knew they were right. Though she was still angry at him, she wanted to believe he was a kind person who wouldn't hurt his friends, but the hope she had for him was gone.

"I'm not dragging you guys away from your homes. I'll stay, but if I do, Vanoss has to go."

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Short chapter, but I updated pretty early so thats a plus. Do any of you think there's still hope for Evan? And if not, how would you feel about Evan being a new enemy of the gang? Comment what you think and male sure to vote^-^ Thank you guys.