I think Evan is going to be the last one that I show just because I'm mean like that heh. Instead, how about I show you one of the best friends ;) Oops, did I say best friend? I mean one the dudes who fucking hates Hope but is slowly growing on her. The song is Carolyn by Black Veil Brides!

(Hopes POV)

I walked into the seemingly empty warehouse, Brian walking in behind me. I looked around, not even hearing anyone talk. I turn and look at him as he's closing the door behind him.

"Where is everyone at? It's only like what, two in the afternoon? I thought someone was supposed to be in here at all times with...you know... her around." I ask him. He nods his head and walks around me, going back to the gym and shooting range.

I catch up to him and walk by his side as we go deeper into the warehouse. We pass the gym door, are they keeping her locked up in the shooting range? Brian opens the door for me and sure enough, behind the bulletproof glass is a beat-up Sydnee as she talks with Delirious whos sitting backwards on a chair.

Everyone else was crowded around him, staring at the psycho in the glass case. It reminds me of a scene out of The Silence of the Lambs. I stop walking when I noticed who else was here, Autumn was next to Del, arms crossed, with a very pissed off look. Then I saw it, Delirious wasn't wearing his hockey mask which showed off three huge scars across his face.

"THAT'S BULLSHIT!" Delirious yells as he stands up and throws the chair at the glass. I flinch and move closer to Brian. Sydnee casually watches the chair hit the glass and hit the floor, unbothered by it.

"What the hell is going on?" I whisper to Brian as he whistles at the group of people to get their attention.

They all turn their heads and look at Brian and I. I felt heat come to my face as I see Evan look at me. He was supposed to get me from the hospital today, but he said he was planning something at the warehouse, this must be it. Sydnee starts to laugh as she points to Brian and I.

"Holy shit! And I thought Jon looked bad! At least he fucking hides his shit, away from the world. You on the other hand, look like a monster, I mean look at you Brian!" She says, laughing even harder now. Brian started to walk forward, leaving me by myself. He walks up to the door and shakes the handle, locked.

"Let. Me. In. There." Brian said darkly. I walk over and stand next to Brock, as Evan digs in his sweatpants pockets.

"Will you tell me what's going on?" I quietly ask Brock. Evan switches to the other pocket, clearly looking for the key.

"We're getting our reasons out as to why she did what she did to us, in her own words. Not to mention, a few-" Brock was cut off as Evan gets a ring of keys out and tosses them to Brian before walking away from us. "A few good punches at her." Brock finishes what he was saying.

I watch as Evan walks back to the door to the gym and goes into it. Brock sighs as he leaves with Evan as well. I turn back and see Delirious at Brian's side, ready to fucking kill Sydnee.

"Would you rather go with the crybabies who can't stand to see me get beat, or be a sick freak who watches." Sydnee spits at me. I turn my head and glare at her.

"I would rather it just be me in there so I can properly kill you which you failed to do to me... twice." I roll my eyes and cross my arms.

I hear the click of the lock sound. I turn and walk away, not caring what happens to her as long as she doesn't die from the both of them. I pass the gym door and go back the way that Brian and I came from, going to the common room instead. As soon as I leave, I can hear the guys start yelling in excitement, I don't bother looking back.

I grab one of the throw blankets laying at the end of the couch and lay down on the long cushion, wrapping myself up with the blanket. Evan was right when I got out of the hospital the first time, I really need to give myself some time to rest. I reach for the tv remote on the table and turn it on, letting whatever is on play in the background while I try to fall asleep.

With each passing minute, I felt my eyes get heavier. I shouldn't fight it, the more I rest, the faster I would be throwing punches at Sydnee with Brian or someone else. I gave in and closed my eyes, quickly falling asleep as soon as I did.

The smell of chicken and Alfredo sauce, as well as the guys quietly talking with one another woke me up from my nap. I felt my head laying on someone's lap, Evan's possibly?

"She should be waking up here soon, the smell of food always wakes her up," Brian says right next to me it sounded like. I kept my eyes closed, pretending to still be asleep.

"Dude, she's probably exhausted after all that she's been through," David says rather close to me. Eating sounds good right now, but so does sleeping.

"Hey, uh Evan? Can you bring me a plate? I kind of... uh... have my legs... trapped?" Brock says basically behind me. How did I even end up laying on Brock's lap?!

"Dude, I keep telling you, even in her sleep she finds someone to lay on. She's like fucking predator or some shit." Brian says as he chuckles softly. Haha very funny Brian.

"Here, come get it. Tyler come with me to give Sydnee her plate real quick." Evan said, his voice echoing throughout the kitchen.

Since when does he cook? I don't think I've ever seen him cook before. I slowly up my eyes, and act like I was just now waking up instead of a minute ago. I sit up and look around, sure enough, I was laying on Brock, with Brian and David also on the couch.

"Hey there sleepy head, I guess a coma isn't enough sleep for you now is it?" Brian said as he gets up from the couch and holds out a hand to me. I lazily move the blanket off of me and take Brian's hand as he helps me off of the couch. Brock sighs of relief as he stands up and starts stretching out his legs.

"I was trapped underneath there since four, it's eight now. Were you planning on sleeping through dinner?" Brock teases at me. I've been asleep for six hours, and I still feel tired?!

I hear Tyler and Marcel start to snicker in the kitchen. I look over at them as they stare at me. Evan looks over and starts to smile. I can feel my hair sticking up all over. Brian starts to chuckle as he runs his fingers through my hair, helping the hair go back to its original position. I playfully push Brian away and start to walk to the kitchen, my stomach hurting from not eating anything all day.

"Where's Autumn and Delirious at? Did they leave or something?" I ask as Evan holds out a plate for me. I take the plate and go sit at the barstool at the island counter.

"Hope, you were asleep all day. They stayed until like 5 and left to go home and eat. Wouldn't blame them since Evan's cooking is fucking horrendous, that's why he only makes simple things or goes out to eat." Lui says as he plops down next to me with his own plate of chicken alfredo.

Evan rolls his eyes as he walks away from the kitchen and toward the door, a plate in his hands. Tyler starts to laugh as he follows Evan. The remaining guys all grab a plate their plates and surround the island.

"After this, I'm going to bed. I'm exhausted and I have no clue why." I watch as Brock gives me a worried look. as he starts to eat.

"How about after dinner you hang out with us for a little bit, we haven't seen you all day and miss hanging out with you. It is Friday night, maybe we can all go to the club or something." Marcel suggests. I shrug my shoulders as I get up from the barstool and grab my plate.

"I'm going to eat in my room. I forgot I need to call Holly here soon to give her an update about what's been going on since... well since I woke up you know." I lie as I ignore the mummers of the guys and walk back into the hall and towards an open bedroom door.

I peer inside the darkroom and I see the bag that Craig brought from mine and Evan's apartment with all of my clothes in it. I turn on the light and walk in the empty room, closing the door behind me. I go to the computer desk and set my plate next to the keyboard.

I guess I can video chat with Holly for a few minutes so she knows I'm alive at least. I sit in the office chair and bring my knees up to my chest as I grab the hot plate of food from the desk. I press the power button to the computer and wait for it to load up.

I take a bite of the food and was met with extremely burnt and dry chicken. I start to cough and laugh at the same time as I set my fork back on the plate and put the plate back down. My door opens up and quickly slams shut, and just when I thought I could be alone for the rest of the night.

"I want to be alone for the rest of the night if you couldn't take a hint back there," I say as I brush a piece of my hair that's in my face, behind my ear. I can see the guy walk towards me from the corner of my eye, but I couldn't tell who it was exactly.

"Take the fucking hint. I'm tired, I'm exhausted, I want to talk to Holly real quick and go to bed. I'll talk to you in the morning!" I say more annoyed now. I turn and see Evan as he kneels down so he's eye level with me.

"Why are your clothes gone from the apartment?" He asks. He's seriously worried about THAT? I roll my eyes and turn to look at the computer again.

"If it bothers you that much, my clothes are in that bag on the bed over there. Take some so you'll feel less lonely tonight, I'm sleeping here." This is going to turn into a fight and I'm not looking forward to it.

"Either I sleep in here with you, or you're coming home. You don't have an option on staying alone here with your stalker a couple of rooms over." Evan says in an annoyed tone now. I scoff as I log into the computer.

"I'm not scared of you. I'll sleep here in this chair before I sleep next to you again." My voice was starting to rise now. I shoot Evan a glare as he grabs the chair and spins it so I'm facing him. He grabs onto my chin with his thumb and index finger, forcing me to look at him.

"I'm not liking this fucking attitude on you, drop it right now." He gets close to me and darkly says. I push myself out of the chair and push him away from me.

"Come on Vanoss, show me what a fucking ruthless gang leader does. Do it owl boy, cause I can tell you I will take you down like I did with Tyler, because guess what Evan? You don't own me." I push him again. He grabs onto the collar of my hoodie and lifts me off of the ground as my back and head hit the wall behind me.

"Is this what you fucking wanted? IS THIS WHAT YOU FUCKING WANTED?! BECAUSE YOU GOT IT PRINCESS, YOU FUCKING GOT IT!" He yelled.

I bring my hand up and give him the hardest bitch slap across the face that I could. The slap echoed through the room, I'm pretty sure the guys out in the kitchen could hear it. His head was turned in the direction that I slapped him as he slowly turned to face me again, his grip was tightening around the hoodie.

     He holds onto my hoodie with one fist as the other goes back and quickly comes forward. I tightly shut my eyes, preparing for what's about to come, except I didn't feel anything, instead, I head the plaster of the wall next to my head break.

I open my eyes again and look at Evan as his face quickly turns from pissed, to shock. Right next to my head, Evan's hand was in a fist-sized hole in the wall. He lets go of me as he starts to back away from me. He starts to shake his head no, but I ignored him as tears were already streaming down my face as I pointed to the door.

"Go. Go abuse someone else, because you're not abusing me." My shakey voice got out. Evan continues to shake his head no.

"Hope... please." I point again at the door.

"Go." He walks to the door and stops, hand on the door handle.

"I love you." He said quietly through his own tears before walking out of the room. Leaving me to slump down to the floor and bringing my knees to my face as I cried into them.