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~ ~ Chapter Twenty Two ~ ~

"Alright, get the hell up now."

Groaning from under the covers and pulling them tighter around myself as Phil tried to pull them off, "I said.....get....up.....now!" he grunted, tugging as hard as he could as I groaned in reply and pulled back just as hard, turning it into one giant game of tug-o-war.

"Leave me the hell alone!" I snapped from inside my little warm cocoon which he is destroying. With one final tug from Phil, he yanked the covers free from my grasp and threw them to the floor with a triumphant grin. Glaring up at him, I rolled over and curled up into a ball, "Just leave me alone." I mumbled as I closed my eyes and hoped he would just walk away and let me be.

With no such luck. It's Phil we're talking about here.

"Lee, it's been three days! C'mon girl, Dougy would string me alive if he knew I was letting you mope around the place like this." he complained almost to the point of whining and I wanted to punch him in the mouth so bad just to shut him up.

"You're not letting me do anything, I'm doing what I want." I pointed out, hell, if Phil had it his way then I would be acting like Dougy never got a prison sentence, since that's how all the boys are behaving. Do they not care about Dougy at all? He's in prison for crying out loud, not on a holiday!

"Lee." Phil groaned, annoyed with me, "He got a year, get over it, he will be fine. He has friends in there already, besides, he'll be out before you know it on home detention or good behaviour or something like that."

I shook my head slowly, "I'm sorry that I'm worried about my big brother being in a prison full of hardened criminals." I muttered sarcastically, then my tone turned serious, "What if he gets hurt or something?" I asked as I fought back the paranoid thoughts I keep getting about Dougy being in there.

"Dougy? Get hurt? I don't think so, he has probably already been thrown into solitary for attacking another inmate or something." Phil chuckled but I didn't. I didn't see the funny side to that at all as I gave him a deadpan look.

"C'mon little sister, I'm kidnapping you and taking you out for lunch. A's at work for a bit still, Baden and Jeff are.....dealing with something and you are my only friend that isn't busy." he smiled sweetly which only made him look like a creepy stalker.

"A?" I questioned.

He nodded, "I nicknamed her A, Amberly is too much of a mouthfull for me."

Groaning, I rolled over and faced him full on, "Can't we like, order takeout or something?" I asked hopefully, I really didn't feel like going out. It felt wrong to enjoy freedom while Dougy was locked away like a caged animal and he didn't even do anything that serious!

"No can do kiddo, we're going out for lunch, you need sunshine, fresh air and honestly? The whole moping around thing is not a good look for you." Phil commented as he looked me up and down with scrutiny, I glared at him but said nothing back.

I knew Phil too well and I knew he would pester me all day and night long until I agreed to what he wanted, he was so immature and too much like a little kid at times that it was damn annoying, but then at other times, it was pretty entertaining. Just not now.

Throwing on a old pair of jeans that had rips in the knees and a plain black t-shirt of Baden's, which I had to tie up at the back because it was too big, I pulled my hair up into a loose ponytail and picked my sneakers up of the floor. I was going with a casual Sunday look.

"You're such a dag Lee." Phil smiled, shaking his head at me as I walked out of my room and into the lounge room, grabbing my house keys off the hook on the wall as I walked past glancing at what Phil was wearing, a plain white singlet with black basketball shorts that fell just below his knees and he said I looked like a dag? At least I'm not pretending I'm not.

Shrugging, I looked around for my wallet and mobile as I replied to his comment, "You're the one who is making me go out." finding them both in the glass bowl in the middle of the kitchen table, I scribbled Amberly a note saying I was out with Phil having lunch and would be back shortly.

Glancing at the clock on the wall I noticed it was already past twelve and that Amberly's shift ended in an hour, shoving my mobile into my back pocket I faked a grin at Phil as I walked past him, out the front door and waited on the balcony for him to catch up.

"Got everything?" he asked as he stood in the doorway, ready to shut the door behind him, I nodded and he slammed it shut then slung his arm casually over my shoulder as he headed for the stairs and car.

"I was thinking Chinese, is that good for you?" he asked as we stepped onto the top step and started walking down.

"Yeah, can we go to that little place on the corner across from the park, you know the one?" I looked up at him, he smiled and nodded. I loved that little place, it made the best pork stir fry ever and I haven't been there in awhile now.

Phil managed to take my mind off of Dougy by being his immature self, he purposely played crap music in the car ride there and every time I went to change the CD or turn the radio on, he would slap my hand away playfully which always resulted in me punching his arm and by the time we pulled up to the small shop, he had me laughing.

We got a corner table near the window after we ordered our late lunch and sat down to wait for it, Phil was trying to get out of me how many times me and Baden have 'done it' and I was flat out refusing to tell him as I blushed like crazy. It was like the same as Dougy asking me and some things you just do not share with your brother or in this case, adopted brother in our eyes.

Phil finally decided to change the subject, "So? Any single ladies at your work?" he asked as he wriggled his eyebrows at me, making me choke on my drink with laughter and spit some out onto the table, "So lady like Lee." he muttered with fake disgust.

Poking my tongue out I grabbed a handful of napkins out of the little silver napkin holder and began to mop it all up after I wiped my mouth clean, "To answer your question; I don't know."

He frowned, "Why don't you know?" he asked, then quickly added, "Is this why no one has ever come around to visit you girls?"

Shrugging, I looked away and out the window, at the traffic flowing past, "I'm not really friends with any of them, Ambo is, so ask her."

"Lee."Phil murmured softly and a little sadly as he took my hand in his in a comforting gesture, "You can't protect yourself from ever getting hurt from people, I wish I could make it so it never happens but I can't, it's called life, so start living yours and go out there and make some friends." he smiled gently.

 I smiled softly but stayed looking out the window, Phil knew me all too well, he knew why I wasn't friends with anyone from my work and it's a wonder I even allowed myself to get so close to Amberly in the first place but there was just something about that girl that I couldn't resist.

"I have all of you guys now. I don't need anymore friends but thanks for the lecture." I joked the end part, not wanting to get all deep and meaningful right now.

Phil chuckled and shook his head, "And I'm glad you're back in our lives too, little one."

"Little one?" I asked, raising an eyebrow with a smirk on my face. Phil just nodded and laugh as the waitress brought our food over, obviously checking Phil out but he was too busy still laughing at me to notice and I thought it was funny to not tell him.

She was pretty cute and blushed when she seen me looking at her - busted major bad. I winked and she blushed even more before quickly walking away and I tried to hold back my laugh and smile.

Once we had ate our food, paid for it and was walking out, I held the receipt in my hand with a grin on my face. Phil was rambling on about some car that I had absolutely no interest in but he soon stopped and became suspicious when he looked at me, "What?" he asked warily.

I laughed and held up the receipt with the waitresses phone number on the back, showing him that side, "I just got some digits." I sang as I winked at him playfully.

His mouth fell open, "No way! Who from?" he asked as he turned back around to look at the shop as he unlocked the car doors for us.

"Just joking, you did though - the cute waitress?" She was full on checking you out but......you were busy." I shrugged it off as I climbed into the passenger seat and buckled in.

Phil quickly climbed into the drivers seat and faced me, snatching the reciept from my hand, "I am never too busy to notice a cute girl." he muttered to himself, then glared at me accusingly and pointed a finger, "You did this on purpose, didn't you? You distracted me."

Slapping his finger away I shook my head, still chuckling softly to myself, "Nope, you were too busy laughing when she brought our food over." then I leaned across the handbrake and rapped my knuckles lightly on his forehead, "Isn't your chick radar working anymore or something?" I managed to ask in a serious tone and with a straight face.

Phil slapped my hand away and turned back into his seat, "Yes it is." he grumbled to himself as he started the car up, "Obviously you tampered with it when I wasn't looking." and he stuck his jaw out, stubbornly refusing to admit he missed noticing a cute girl all by himself.

Roaring into a fit of laughter and clutching my stomach as my muscles ached, I couldn't stop myself and every time I would start to calm down again, I would take one look back at him and start all over again. Phil even started laughing at me for laughing at him as I wiped tears away from my eyes and he kept poking me in the ribs when I couldn't breathe properly. My jaws were aching by the time I took a few deep slow breathes and refused to look at him again until we pulled up into the apartment car park.

Climbing out the car at the same time as Phil he looked over at me across the roof of his car and grinned, "Race ya!" he yelled and bolted for the stairs. Staring after him, I smiled, dumb ass forgot I have the front door key, not him. So he can run and just wait for me to catch up.

Walking past Amberly's car I smiled to myself, we should go get movies or something for tonight and just have a night of chilling out on the couch and eating junk. So much has happened recently and I feel like I've hardly even seen her though we live in the same small apartment. We just don't get the same amount of girl time like we use, which I took for granted until now, since I always have one of the guys harassing me everyday.

Phil was leaning against the front door, looking all smug and self satissfied that I had to laugh, fishing the keys out of my back pocket I held them, "Forgetting something, are we, loser?"

He scoffed at me, "You're the loser, I'm the winner. Even if I did have to wait for your slow ass."

I laughed at him as I shook my head, "Ambo is home, the door is unlocked anyway." rolling my eyes at his stupidity.

"You would think that, wouldn't you." he muttered, I frowned at him as I tried to open the door, only to find that it was locked. Maybe her and Caveman are busy. I shuddered at the thought and shoved the key into the lock, they can just break it up or keep quiet.

"Last one in eats boogers!" Phil randomly shouted as he pushed me in the back in an attempt to get past me but I shoved back and stepped in through the door first, laughing at him as he glared at me before his eyes flickered to the room and went wide.

Suddenly Phil had his arm around my waist and was lifting me up and off the ground as he backed out quickly and stepped to the side of the door but not before I got one small glance of the inside of my apartment, it was totalled.

Putting me back down on my feet I looked up at him in shock and confusion, why would someone trash our apartment like that? Phil looked over the balcony and down into the car park, his eyes scanning all the cars and general area, his body tense and his face no longer filled with teasing and humour. This was Serious Phil right now, the one who is a part of the Johnson gang.

"Lee, take my keys. Go down to my car and phone Baden from the car cell." Phil held his keys out to me as he slowly turned away from the balcony railings and glanced at the front door again. Hesitantly I reached out and took hold of them, not knowing what to think, isn't this just some random robbery?

Phil looked at me and forced a small smile, "I'm just being over protective right now....but humour me." I nodded slowly and quickly turned on my heels. See, even Phil knows he is over reacting, so I have nothing to feel so panicky about but why can't I get rid of this feeling of dread?

It wasn't until I reached the stairs and looked down at Phil's car that the answer came to me, parked right next to his was Amberly's but we haven't even heard or seen her yet. Spinning around with panic on my face I caught his attention with my sudden movement, he looked ready to run over here and kill someone, "Phil! Where's Ambo?" I called out, my voice cracking from the bad feeling I got.

His eyes slightly widen with the same realisation I just had, he motioned for me to go down to the car still and then he pulled something small and black out the back of his shorts. You have got to be kidding me? He carries a gun on him? While we went to lunch?

Shaking my head I ran down the stairs, two at a time and holding onto the railing, being careful to not trip and fall because right now would be the worst time ever for that. Pressing the small button on the locking key the car beeped and the doors unlocked and I jumped into the drivers seat quickly, slamming the door shut behind me and locking the doors.

I don't know why but it just made me feel a little safer, besides, Phil is up there right now with a loaded gun - well, I presume it is loaded, I don't see why he would carry an empty gun around. So if anyone is in there still, I'd like to think that Phil has the upper hand.

Picking up the handset the buttons glowed to life and glancing at the small list of stored numbers on speed dial, I spotted Baden's name next to number three. So I hit that button and waited for the ringing tone, tapping my fingers impatiently on the steering wheel.

Phil has a pretty nice car, all black leather interior, tinted windows, fancy car cell in here, and all other sorts of gadgets and what nots, "Phil?"

"Baden!" I almost shrieked, my heart jumping out of my chest at the sudden sound of his voice, "Oh man, you scared the crap out of me!" I nervously laughed, then glanced at the building.

"Leila? What's wrong? Where are you?" Baden sounded worried and on edge straight away and the images from that night came flooding back instantly but I pushed them aside. I can't afford to have a mental break down right now and I moved past that already, there is no going back. I forgave him and moved on and you can't un forgive someone, it's cruel.

"Um, the apartment is trashed, Phil told me to call you from his car. He's up there now with a gun  but I haven't seen Amberly yet." I whispered the last part, hoping that she was up there talking to Phil or he was calming her down or something like that.

"Is anyone still there Leila?" Baden asked in a hard tone.

I shook my head, "I don't know. Phil sent me to the car straight away." I mumbled, watching the stairs intently for any signs of one of my friends.

"Okay, we're about a twenty minute drive away but I'm sure we can cut that down. Stay where you are. Love you beautiful."

"Love you too Baden." I muttered, too busy watching the unchanging stairs that just simply refused to show me my friends.

After what felt like a life time Phil appeared, gun out of sight and I unlocked the doors and leaped out the car, running to him, "Where's Ambo Phil?" I shouted out before I even got to him.

He looked up and frowned at me, "The others on their way?" he asked, ignoring my question about Amberly. I frowned and nodded, before repeating myself, even louder this time just so he knew I would know he had heard me. Sighing deeply, he rubbed his arm vigorously like he had the sudden chills. This wasn't a good sign.

"She's not there." he mumbled before looking around the car park again.

"What do you mean?" my voice barely a whisper as fear took hold of my body, my eyes going wide with shock. She has to be there, how can she not be there? Her car is here for crying out loud! Where on earth would she go without her car?

He sighed again and reached out, gently taking my hand and looking down into my eyes with sadness, "Don't worry Lee, we'll get her back." he spoke strongly, believing his own words while they spun through my mind, ticking over and over as my mouth softly repeated them and then it hit me.

"She's gone?!" I shrieked, my voice cracking as I looked past him and up the stairs. Pulling my hand away from his like it was hot coal, I dodged past him and bolted up the stairs. She can't be gone! What is wrong with him!

Spinning on my feet and turning inside our doorway I came to abrupt stop, our lounge was upside down and torn to shreds, the TV was a big smashed piece of glass and plastic, all of our little mementos were broken or smashed in any way possible, the curtains were shredded and ripped down, glass sprayed the floor everywhere and it only got worst the further I went through the place.

Every single thing we had, no matter how tiny or insignificant it may seem, it had at least been thrown across the room, like all our cutlery but then the things that could be tipped over, dropped, broken, smashed, torn, ripped, pulled apart all had been too.

The fridge lay over sideways, the doors wide open with all our food and drinks spilt out, drawers had been pulled out of everywhere, the walls and built in cupboards had been kicked in, doors ripped of the hinges, all our pantry food was thrown about, even our back door no longer stood on it's hinges but instead laid on the floor, broken.

The bathroom was no better off, everything we owned had been damaged somehow. Walking towards Amberly's bedroom door, I called out softly, "Amberly?" I pushed her door gently, thinking maybe she was just hiding somewhere. It made sense for her to do that.

But as I opened it all the way up I froze, her room looked the worst by far, every single piece of clothing had been shredded, her photo's ripped up into tiny pieces, her bed frame smashed up, but the worst part was the still dripping red paint on the wall above her broken bed 'Gianni'.

They have her, her step brother actually kidnapped her. Tears filled my eyes as my heart went out to her and I remembered Phil's words just before I came running up here, "We'll get her back." Yes, I thought, we defiantly will, even if it is the last thing I do because I can't let her stay in the hands of that creep!

My anger rose, so when I heard soft footsteps behind me, I reacted before thinking and spun around with a cleanched fist, screaming like a mad woman and connected my fist with their nose, I heard a cracking of bones and his yell of pain, "Leila!" he gasped, "It's only me! Calm down!"

My eyes widened in shock, "I'm so so sorry Baden!" I gushed as I quickly stepped up to him, picking up a shredded shirt along the way for him to hold against his bloody nose, I felt so bad right now but see, why couldn't I have reacted like that to that thing?

Maybe because it has something to do with the fact that I've now got Amberly's safety on my mind, not my own. I would do anything for that girl, even put myself in danger to protect her.

Baden hissed as he snapped his nose back into place but blood was still pouring out and it already looked swollen, my bottom lip trembled, I felt so guilty right now. he raised his head a little to look up at me, amusement in his eyes, "Nice hit though. You sure taught me a lesson for sneaking up on you." he chuckled as he finally stood up straight and glared at the wall.

The front door suddenly slammed and I jumped a foot into the air, Baden glanced at me with a small reassuring smile, "It's only Jeff." I nodded just as Caveman came storming into the room, almost tearing down Amberly's bedroom door with him, his eyes darted to the paint immediately which started a string of loud bellowing curses and death threats against every last single member of that 'pathetic low life scum of a shitty excuse for dog shit gang' - Caveman's words, not mine, well the words I managed to pick up on.

My room was just as bad as the rest, I managed to find a few items of clothing that were still good and shoved them into the bag, along with a few other things of mine and Amberly's that was still good. I was going to Baden's and Caveman's house tonight and staying there, Phil was coming too.

Phil was helping me sort through the house, also packing up what wasn't broken and putting it into bags while Baden and Caveman were on their phones rounding up everyone in their gang and spreading the word to 'shoot at sight' of any Gianni member, no matter what. Public place or not.

I got the feeling that this has just literally started a major war between the two gangs and no good will come from it but as long as we get Amberly back safely, I don't really care.

My mobile was ringing from my back pocket, so I sat the half filled bag on Amberly's bed, I was going through her room to try and salvage anything before we left this place for good. The caller ID came up private, shrugging it off, I answered it, "Hello?" I sounded wary.

"Hey sweetie, been a long time." a cheery voice buzzed on the other side, it sounded familiar and I knew who it was now too.

My eyes narrowed with anger, "Look, what do you want Jenny? I don't have time for your shit right now!" I snapped with venom. How the hell did she even get my damn number in the first place?

"Awww, no time left for your dear old best friend, hey? Made a new one now, so you can ditch me?" she faked hurt, which made me hiss in anger.

"Piss off Jen, you're the one who is a selfish whore, not me and you leave my friend out of this. She has nothing to do with you!" I growled, my voice raising.

From the corner of my eye I noticed Baden standng in the doorway looking at me with narrow eyes filled with slight concern but more anger towards the person on the phone ticking me off. I waved my hand at him to say it's fine but he still stayed.

"Oh? Really?" she sneered, "How about we ask her?" I opened my mouth to shoot back a smart ass reply but then I heard her snickering on the other end of the line, "Am-ber-ly." she sang her name in syllables, "Do you really have nothing to do with this?" she sneered.

I could hear muffled sounds in the back ground and my heart felt dread, it felt like lead just literally over took it entirely in that second and was weighing it down in my chest, my eyes widen and no sound came from my mouth.

"Amberly, you're friend Leila is on the phone." Jenny sneered again before she cackled like a freak and spoke to me once more, "You see Leila, I found someone who doesn't like Baden, Dougy, Phil, even Jeff just as much as I don't. Those boys stole you from me and I will make them pay, so me and Paul worked together. He just wanted that skanky step sister of his and I just want you all dead!." she spat the last part.

I heard each and every single word she said but I couldn't respond. Jenny had helped do this? She helped take Amberly away from me? My grip loosened on the phone momentarily and Baden shouted out my name, my head snapping up in his direction and I seen the anger, panic and worry for me so clearly which slapped me back to reality.

Pulling the phone back up to my ear, my blood was boiling. No more miss nice girl who keeps to herself, no more being the quiet one who stays in the shadows, no. The bitch within me is back.

"You listen here you bloody hoe! You or that dip shit Paul harm Ambo in any way at all and I will make you all live to fucking regret it! I will kil-" I screamed but the phone was suddenly snatched away from me, spinning around I glared at the person but then backed off because it was Caveman.

He held the phone to his ear and stormed out, making more vivid threats than I had just done, one of the last things I heard him roar was that the Gianni boys better watch out because we are all coming for them.

I knew he would be hurting about all of this just as much as I am, he would be just as furious, just as determined to get her back and just as insane for revenge.

A small thought occurred to me just then.

Me and Caveman finally have something in common. But would this work in our favour or against us? Only time will tell.