Chapter 28

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The song is Take What You Want by Post Malone, Ozzy Osbourne, and Travis Scott! I'm sorry if I repeat songs! I find one that goes with the chapter and go with it!

(Evans POV)

     I was told to wait, by everyone. I got ahold of Delirious and Autumn and told Autumn what Hope told me to tell her. She told me she would text their friend and I would have to wait for her. It's been a week already and I still didn't receive a call or text or anything from their friend. I checked every states prisoner list every single day in case the feds caught her, she wasn't in the system either. One week turned to two weeks, which turned to three weeks. I continued to punch at the punching bag at the new clubhouse, although it wasn't a clubhouse it was more or an abandoned building that we all cleaned up and called our own. It was much better than the actual clubhouse.

     "You can't keep torturing yourself over a girl Evan. You're becoming worse than Brian and Craig." Delirious says leaning at the wall next to me. I give the punching bag one last punch and grab onto it. Sweat practically pouring down my face. I've been going at this for at least an hour now, my muscles were screaming at me to at least take a break.

     "I could be acting like them and just not talk to anyone. I'm taking my anger out in a healthy way, is that a problem?" I wipe away the sweat and continue punching. Delirious leans away from the wall and grabs the punching bag.

     "You knew her for a month Evan, a fucking month. She helped us with the heist finale and that was it. Yes, she finally became a part of our gang but it's nothing like what we all have together." Delirious says. Craig comes in, dressed in black sweatpants and a grey muscle shirt. Just like me, he's taking his anger out with working out for the past few weeks.

     "Hell, she probably took the money and ran. Any sane person would so they wouldn't get caught by the feds." Delirious lets go of the punching bag and looks at me. I go back to punching, which made him sigh and walk out of the room.

     I continued taking my anger out on the punching bag when my phone started ringing on the table. It wasn't my normal ringtone and I knew why. Once I had Hope and Autumn's friend's contact number, I specifically made her ringtone different from everyone else's so I knew exactly it was her when she called. I also made everyone memorize the ring in case I was without my phone. I heard a hard thud on the floor. I look over and see Craig dropped the barbell on the floor and was staring at the phone now. I run over to it and answer it, putting it on speaker so we can both hear.

     "Tell me where the fuck she is now." I was even more pissed now, why three weeks instead of as soon as she got in contact with Hope.

     "First off, you don't talk to me like that. Hope isn't allowed to leave Liberty City till all the money is transferred into my account. She wants to give most of the money to my gang and I because she knows she'll be just fine back in Los Santos. Not to mention she just got here a couple of days ago, she ran into a lot of problems you know," I slammed my fist on the table. I need an answer now.

     "THEN WHEN THE FUCK IS SHE COMING BACK?! LET ME TALK TO HER!" I was yelling now. All the guys run into the workout room now, confused as to why I was yelling and slamming the table.

      "Warren told her 5-6 months to get all the money transferred into both of our accounts so she has to lay low for a while. She's staying with me until then, I've been helping her adjust to life here. Vanoss, she's my friend too, I won't let anything happen to her while she's here. She's safe with my gang as she is with yours." I felt everything around me disappear, I won't see her till December or January. Brian snatched the phone from my hand. I didn't fight for it back.

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