And here we have basicallyIdorage! Lol but we gotta love Marcel am I right?! I want to make a cute few chapters before any more crazy things happen. Sorry in advance if this chapter seems rushed... I have things planned, special things. The song is Flight by Tristam & Braken!

(Hopes POV)

"Now remember, We'll always be here for you if you need another mental health relaxer. I'm so happy that you came to us to help you. You look so much happier now and acting like your old self again." Holly says as she embraces me in a hug. I hug her back and nod my head.

"Thank you for taking me in as quickly as you did. I'll be sure to talk to you guys more often if something happens or if I'm just bored." I say letting go of the hug. John looks at me and smiles before pulling me into a hug.

"Please don't have Evan come after me. Nothing happened between us and he needs to know that Hope. I value my life, my life is pretty fun, I don't want to die by Vanoss, that's a scary way to die." John says. I start to laugh and roll my eyes, although he couldn't see it.

"I'll tell him nothing happened, but I can't promise that he'll want confirmation that nothing did in fact happen," I say, giving him a tight squeeze. I let go of the hug and look at him.

"Please, for the both of us, quit smoking cigarettes and smoke vapes instead." We both laugh as I shrug my shoulders.

I already gave the other 3 hugs at the warehouse, but I gave them another hug so they wouldn't feel left out. I grab my duffle bag and throw it over my shoulder. Another thing I wanted to focus on while I was relaxing was getting back to how I looked physically, and I'm getting back to it thankfully.

"If the crew needs anything also, we'll be there Hope. You have a strong ally on your side if you need help taking out another gang or anything. We don't want you going through what you did again." Ryan says, nodding his head to me. I nod back to him and walk toward the line to get tickets. I'm going home, I'm going to see Evan again. I walked up to the guy at the counter and set my bag down at my feet.

"Hi uh, the next available ticket out to Los Santos," I say. He gives me a quick smile as he types in something at his computer.

"A first and last name please as well as some form of ID." He says. I pull out my wallet and pull out my drivers license and tell him my first and last name. He scans my card and types in a couple more things. A surprised look comes onto his face as he looks at me.

"We have a flight for you, already paid for too. It's all ready for you to leave whenever, courtesy of Mr. Fong. Sugar daddy I'm guessing?" He asks as he hands me my ID back. I laugh and nod my head.

"Best sugar daddy I can ask for that's for damn sure," I say picking my bag up again.

"I'm not one to judge, as long as it's legal." He says as he prints out my ticket. Oh if only you knew, if only you knew.

I guess Evan wasn't joking when he said that I'm going to ruin his sleep schedule. He paid two pilots to fly the jet out to here in Liberty City and to fly me back home, all by myself. I took the time it took to fly all the way back to Los Santos to catch up on much-needed sleep.

Why did I think that Seth would actually be my date? I should've just went with the group and had fun with them instead of expecting a guy. I hate wearing this dress, I should just go home so I can make some food and watch a movie or something. I go to stand up from the bench when Brian sits down next to me and looks at me.

"Finally going to admit it?" Brian asks. I give a defeated sigh and nod my head yes.

"I should've gone with you guys instead of hoping for Seth to show up. There, happy now?" I ask crossing my arms. Brian gives me a cocky smile and shakes his head no.

"Say that I'm the coolest best friend ever and that you want me as your prom date." Brian says smiling. I roll my eyes and smile at him.

"You're the coolest best friend ever and I want you as my prom date. There better now?" I ask. He stands up and holds out his hand to me. I roll my eyes again but take it.

"Of course I'll go to prom with you. I was afraid you weren't going to ask me. Come on, I'll teach you how to dance. Hell only knows that you can't dance worth of shit." He says as he drags me toward the crowd of people.

Please satan, kill me now and drag me down to hell. The song quickly changes from a fast-paced song to a slowed-down song, oh even better! Brian pulls me between people before stopping in a small open area. He wraps his arms around my lower back and pulls me close to him, I wrap my arms as high up as I can get them and lay my head on his chest. He slowly sways us back and forth.

"You don't deserve to be treated like shit by that Seth guy or whatever his name is. You're going to have the best night of your life, I'll promise you that." He leans in and whispers in my ear.

I smile as I close my eyes. I can feel his heartbeat pick up, is he as nervous as I am right now? No, he can't be, he doesn't even like me in that way. I look up and see him staring down at me, a soft smile on his face.

"I know I poke jokes at you, but you honestly look really beautiful tonight Hope. I know a few people who would kill to be with you." He says, the smile still on his face. Please tell me you're talking about yourself, please, I just want us to be together finally.

"Then they should hurry up and be with me. Who knows, I might get a boyfriend here soon." I say. He playfully rolls his eyes.

"I think one will ask you when the time is just right, or when they can't wait any longer." He has to be talking about himself, there's just no way he isn't.

"I guess I'm stuck with you until then huh?" I ask as I lay my head back on his chest. He pulls me closer to him and sighs of relief.

"I guess so, but I'm alright with that." He says quietly enough so I can barely hear it.

My shoulder was lightly shaken which woke me up. I open my eyes and see one of the pilots smiling at me, telling me we're already in Los Santos. I sit up and look out the window as we're in the hanger of the airport, holy shit I guess we are.

"Uh thank you. Sorry, you had to deal with me sleeping, I've been told I snore loud." I say as I get up, getting my duffle bag placed at my feet and going toward the open plane door. I look up and see two guys in suits standing near a black SUV. What else has Evan planned for me?

"Welcome home Hope, Evan couldn't be here sadly, but he told me to tell you that he'll see you later tonight." One of the dudes says as he opens the back door of the SUV. I walk to the SUV and see Autumn sitting in the back as well. I hop in and set my bag at my feet as I give her a hug.

"Don't ask what we're doing today, because I don't even know. Jon was just like get in the car and so I got in the car." Autumn says as she lets go of me and shrugs her shoulders. The guy closes the door and goes toward the driver's seat.

"I'm glad you're doing better, you look a lot better too. It kind of reminded me back in winter during my senior year... you know?" She says. Except for this time, I did t run away.

"Yeah, sorry I scared you guys back then, and now. Anyways I'm excited to be back and to see what Evan and Del apparently have planned for us." The two guys in suits get in the front and drive us away from the airport.

We drove for about an hour until we were parking at the backside of Maze Bank Arena. Suddenly I feel like we're going to be killed back here and thrown into trash cans. Autumn and I get out of the car and follow the two suited guys as we walk toward the back entrance. The two flash something at the guard next to the door and the guard opens the door for us. We walk in and it was 20 degrees colder inside, maybe even colder. Autumn gasps and looks at me.

"There's a hockey game today! Evan plays for the Los Santos Titans, it's not the NHL but it's still fun to watch him play sometimes." Autumn says excitedly. Another thing I didn't know about Evan.

"I thought hockey didn't start up until like wintertime? It's August?" I ask as we go up some stairs.

We turn a corner and go up more stairs, we were actually in the stadium that was surprisingly crowded. We walk until we got to a couple of empty seats near both teams, which was dead center looking out at the hockey rink. The best seats in the house. I look out at the rink to try and see if I can find Evan anywhere.

"Oh, oh okay I get it now. This isn't a real game, it's a scrimmage, but it'll still be fun to watch." Autumn says as she shows me her phone. I look at the article as the heading reads, Los Santos Titans to scrimmage Vice City RedHawks. I look back to the rink and wearing the number 8 jersey shooting a puck at the goal was Fong, as the jersey read.

"How does Evan balance being a gang leader, his club, and hockey all at the same time? I mean, I didn't even know he played hockey." I ask Autumn.

"As Evan says it, he plays when he wants to play. He plays like the first 3 home games of the season and then he's done. Don't ask me, Evan calls it "off-season" or whatever. He plays when he feels like he wants to play, the team doesn't care surprisingly." Autumn shrugs her shoulders and looks back out to the rink as both teams went back into their own locker room.

A few minutes later the lights in the stadium dimmed as metal music played over the speakers. People in the stadium started cheering as the announcer came on and started reading the starting lineup.

"YOU'RE STARTING CENTERMAN, NUMBER 8, EVAN FONG!" The announcer yells. I watch as Evan skates into the middle of the rink, his hockey stick raised high. Autumn taps on me and points up at the giant screen in the middle of the rink. I look up and see Evan as he turns and looks at the camera as he crosses his arms. He gives the camera a wink. I look back down at him and watch as he skates over to his team's bench.

The game started pretty quickly and soon Autumn and I were standing up in our seats, cheering and yelling as both teams were pushing each other pretty hard. It made for an exciting match. We started cheering even louder when Evan got into a fight with a dude on the other team that caused Autumn and I to go up to the glass and start banging our hands on it. I'm not a avid sports person, but this was fun to watch.

Once the match ended, the two guys escorted us out of the stadium and back to the waiting black SUV.

"Since Autumn and I don't know where we're going or doing today, can you at least tell us?" I ask turning to the guy with blonde hair next to me. He smiles and shakes his head no.

"Mr. Fong told me not to tell you what you guys will be doing, but he never said where you will be going. Which reminds me, here you go." He hands me the familiar card that Evan gave me when I needed to get an outfit for the casino.

"He said to take you two to the clothing store and the hair salon for tonight's event." Blonde hair says.

He pushes open the exit door and it was already late in the afternoon. I arrived at three in the afternoon, so it makes sense I guess. All four of us pile into the SUV and were heading toward the Vinewood shopping district.

"What about this?" I ask Autumn as I hold up a mid-length maroon dress with long sleeves. We already got our hair and makeup done first, all we needed was something formal to wear. Autumn smiles and nods her head, approving of the dress.

"Alright, are we going to a nice party, the casino, the club, where? I need to know that so I can choose an appropriate outfit." I turn and look at the blonde who told me his name was Zach. He chuckles and sighs.

"You're both going to a party, it's not at the casino or the club if you're wondering." Was all he gave me. I playfully glare at him as I go toward the back of the store to try on the dress.

(Evans POV)

She picked out a Maroon dress. Waiting on Autumn to get her things then we will be on our way. Zach texts me. I suggested a party at the club, but Jonathan wanted to be classy and host a party at the fucking playboy mansion. I just hope that Hope doesn't think it was my doing on having a party there. I pull out my maroon suit jacket and pants as well as a black dress shirt and a white tie.

I dry off my wet hair on the towel and change into the suit. My phone buzzes again. I glance at the text from Jon.

T-Minus 20 minutes, where the hell are you? All of the other guys are here already except you. It takes me 10 minutes to drive there, less if I speed.

I'm leaving now calm down, I'm sure Autumn and Hope will LOVE the idea of having a party at the playboy mansion. I text back as I slide on my black dress shoes. I grab my wallet and put my phone in my pant pocket and walk out of my room. I can't wait to see her again.