La Viva Loca (Klance Gang AU)

The Risk

I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY TO BE ON WATTPAD IN MY ENTIRE LIFE! I lost access to my account, and it took FOREVER to get access back. I deadass forgot the email I used, and it was a long ass process! On another note, with this whole Corona shit going on, I hope you guys are safe and staying home! ALSO ANGST WARNING! I hope you guys liked it. I put a lot of effort into it, and made it hella long to make up for updating so late. Also another side note, I'm including Pidge's POV in this chapter.

My Tio Boni got to our house about half an hour after the meeting was done, and most of the Crips that filled our house, left a couple of hours ago. It was mainly the higher ups that were still here. By the time my Tio finally got to her, she was awake, but delirious. When he examined her, we found out that the damage was worse than we had thought. He helped as much as he could, but there was only so much he could do without the proper resources needed from the hospital. She didn't suffer any irreversible damage, but she still needs a lot of time to recover. Mamá is still with V in her room, and Pedro is currently talking to some of the higher ups, no doubt planning their next move.

All the events from today had left my mind. The only thing filling it was one question. 'Why couldn't I be there for her.' If I hadn't gone to the party, or come home sooner, maybe I would have seen her. I know that in reality, it would be highly unlikely for me to know where she was, but I couldn't help but blame myself. She's my little sister, one of the girls I love the most in this world, and I couldn't protect her. I'm her big brother. No matter how many times she is annoyed by it, it's my job to look after her and I failed. The only two emotions filling my heart was guilt, and the fire that fueled the revenge I craved. Revenge that would never leave until I see the blood of the people who did this to her.

We wanted to wait for her to get a little better before we asked her for details, so now all we can do is wait. Now, I'm just leaning against the wall near Veronica's room, with my arms folded across my chest. My aura seriously projected my feelings, so no one dared to get within a five foot radius of me. I'm not the type of guy that turns to violence as a default, and everyone knows it. So when I want to fuck someone up, they know not to fuck with me. They arent stupid enough to, well with the exception of one idiot.

In the corner of my eye, I saw Lotor walk up to the wall across from me, and mirror me as he leaned against it. I hate his guts, but I put up with him because of Allura. He's not too bad of a guy, but he can be a complete asshole when he wants to. "What do you want Lotor? I'm not in the mood to put up with your shit." He kept a straight face as he looked at me. "I'm not here to fight Lance." I narrowed my eyes at him in response. What's going on with this guy? He isn't exactly acting like himself. It seemed suspicious, and alarms started blaring in my head. "What do you want then?" Lotor stopped leaning against the wall, and walked up to me. "I don't like you Lance, and you don't like me. We don't work well together, but this is the exception. I'm with you on this." I felt myself tense up. "What's that supposed to mean exactly?"

Lotor took a deep breath before he spoke again. Another thing I've never seen him do. "Look, Veronica is important to me too. Her and I were really close a few years back, and she's a really nice girl, so I'm not gonna let those Bloods get away with this. When we attack, I'm gonna fight with you. We're gonna find those assholes, and we're gonna fuck them up together." My eyes slightly widened in surprise. Wait what? Before I could fully process what he said, he continued to talk. "I'm not gonna let those assholes who did this get away with it."

There was a short pause before he spoke again. "Lance, you said at the meeting that you were going to kill whoever did this. I want to too, so when we find out who they are, I'm gonna make sure I get to beat the living shit out of them before you do it. That's your job, remember? Killing those Bloods." I didn't show it, but I was shocked at his words. Yea...he was right. I said I was going to kill them, and as terrible as it sounds, I honestly want to. I've never felt bloodlust before, but now I feel it on steroids. I don't care who did it. I was gonna make them suffer the worst death possible, and I would do it myself. I let my anger show on my face as I looked at him. "Yea, it is."