Lui was the last one to load his belongings onto the truck. As he carried the last cardboard box outside, he was cut short as a gun was pressed to his head.

He was pushed forward, towards the front door.

"Hey, Lui. I think that's all of the boxes, so I'll call the rest of the-" Terroriser stopped mid-sentence as he lifted his eyes off his phone and to Lui. "Look man, we don't want any trouble."

"Oh, its far too late for that. Call everyone else. If they try anything, I blow his brains out."

Brian obeyed with no further objections in fear of angering the intruder.

The gang piled into the living room and each one of them realized the dire situation at hand.

Brock was the last to walk in. "Dmitri?"

"Hello again, Brock. I told you I'd see you soon, didn't I?" Dmitri said with a wicked smile on his face.

"Put the gun down, Dmitri. He's my friend, please?"

"I'm afraid I can't do that." Dmitri was eerily casual. "Now, if you don't want your friend getting hurt, I suggest you and Alice get into the car out front."

The only thing Alice could think of to stop Dmitri from hurting Lui without any mishaps was to kill him, but she knew that doing that would break Brock.

She trudged slowly towards the door behind Moo and at the last second, she lunged at Dmitri. Suddenly, the gun went off and the entire room froze.

Alice's eyes traveled to Lui who was unharmed, then to Dmitri who was also looking for where the bullet had hit.

"Dmitri?"

Moo asked, before he fell to the ground.

"Fuck!" Alice cried out. She immediately rushed to his side as everyone else stared in shock of what happened. "You're okay. You're okay."

Her words were meant for Brock, but it felt as though she was saying it to herself. She examined him quickly and saw that the bullet had hit in the stomach, meaning there was a 50/50 chance he'd survive. It depended on whether or not the bullet had hit a vital area.

"Why does this shit always happen to me?" Moo asked. His eyes were filled with tears, but a smile lit up his face.

"Because life's a bitch, but you're okay. You're okay now just like you were okay last time," Alice mustered, her voice shaky. She didn't know if he'd be okay this time. "Dmitri."

The young man had sat right next to her, forgetting all about the confrontation that happened mere seconds ago. "Brock. Oh god. I didn't mean- I never meant to hurt you."

"You already did once you pointed that gun at my family," Brock said, staring at his brother with sad eyes.

"Tyler! Tyler, get the med kit! Now," Alice shouted. She didn't bother to look up, but she heard rushed footsteps. "Tie this asshole up and get me some towels."

Everyone obeyed. Dmitri didn't put up a fight as Terroriser and Craig tied his hands and feet together with their shoelaces. Meanwhile, Lui and Nogla went to the trucks outside to get some towels, but they were met with the grim realization that the house was surrounded.

They immediately ran back in before anyone had a chance to open fire.

The raven haired girl wasn't able to helo Brock this time. Her wrist still hurt from getting the chip out, which meant that Tyler was the one who would have to help Brock.

"Where the fuck are the towels?"

There was a loud bang at the front door. "Alice, there's a problem," Nogla said. Tyler continued tending to Brock, who had passed out. "We're surrounded."

Her eyes went to Dmitri who was tied up in the corner. "Call them off. You've done enough damage."

Boredom motivated Dmitri to participate in Evan's antics with the gang, but it was guilt that had made him realize his mistake.

He kept his head down as Craig cut his restraints and pushed him outside. Alice and everyone else could hear him outside.

"Go home boys. Go to your families and do not go back to Evan unless you want to die. Go!"

The sound of engines and shouts began and ended quickly. His men saw that he wasn't being forced to speak, but that it was on his behalf so they listened.

Dmitri also knew that if they went back to Evan with nothing beneficial. He'd kill all of them himself.

"Alice!" She focused her attention back to Tyler instead of the mess outside. "He might not make it out of this one."

"Why?"

"The bullet shattered. I'd need an x-ray to find all of it and even if I did have one, we'd need better medical equipment. If we don't help him now, he'll die."

"Fucking shit!" Alice grabbed the  coffee table off the floor and threw it to the wall, almost hitting Delirious. "Shit, I'm sorry," Alice sighed, running her hands over her eyes.

There was glass on the far side of the wall and large piece of broken wood from Alice's little outburst. Now, she couldn't help comparing herself to Evan. What made her better than him?

If she hadn't attacked Dmitri, Brock wouldn't have been in a critical condition, like Evan had done when he almost shot him. She also couldn't contain her anger like him. What made her different from that monster?

Lui spoke up. "I know somewhere we can go, but its far and Moo might not make it in time."

"Take my car and drive as fast as you can, Lui. Take Brian with you just in case. We have some shit to deal with right now."

He nodded and caught the keys Alice tossed him. Terroriser helped him carry Brock to the backseat and got into the passenger seat. It wasn't long before the gang heard the car drive off.

"Mini, Jonathan; tie that shithead to a chair. Tyler, wash the blood off your hands and when you're done, grab my dagger in the truck outside. I'm done playing games."

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Hope you guys don't die from all the drama. Vote and comment what you think might happen to Brock and Dmtiri. Also comment on who you want Alice to end up with cause I might just follow the majority and let Alice end up with the person who's most commented...

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