Hey guys, I swear I will start that schedule however I couldn't, and still can't, until these two weeks have gone by. The reason: Tests. Blame every test right now because that is what is making hard to write. Not only do I have to revise but I've got to do the test! Now I understand you're probably angry with me but I'm sorry- there's no way around it. But if you're patient enough I will be able to update this more consistently, alright. Deal?

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Brittany couldn't believe it. How could she? There Simon stood, talking to the teenager who had shot Alvin. He wasn't even screaming or shouting or scolding. He was just... talking... It made a sickness rise up in Brittany. She felt tears brim her eyes before running over to them, using all her strength she shoved the boy who was talking to Simon, knocking him off guard and onto the floor. With tears now falling down her red cheeks, she glared down at him. "How dare you!" She screeched, pointing an accusing finger at him. "Al-... Alvin is in the hospital because of you!" Brittany felt anger grow; replacing the sick feeling from before. She clenched her fist and was about to leap onto the boy before two strong arms wrapped around her. "No, no, no! Get off!" She screamed and struggled but to her disappointment whoever was holding her wasn't going to let her go soon.

"Calm down!" A voice hissed in her ear, memories of Harry grew into her mind. She struggled more, refusing to be stuck in the position she was in. She cursed countless times before jabbing whoever had a hold of her in the stomach. The arms let go. As soon as they did Brittany jumped away, turning on her heel to see who she had hurt. Simon. Her breath hitched and in a moment she was sure her heart stopped beating. Did he not care? Did he not care that his brother had been shot? Her breath quicker as the anger, which had dimmed down for a moment at seeing Simon, began raise up again. She knew that she would do something stupid and no matter how much both her mind and heart are screaming at her to do it, she left. Well more like she ran. She couldn't take it. How could she take it?

She ran and ran and ran until her legs suddenly gave out under her. She struggled to breath as she felt scolding hot tears fall down her cheeks like waterfalls. The tears felt as though they would scar her face everytime they fell. Having little jumps within her lungs as she tried to stop crying she exhaled, wiping the wetness off her cheeks. Again, she couldn't stay there. She needed to get out of there. "I-I can't," she whimpered, knowing that if she stood up then she would just fall back down again. "P-p-please... Someone... Anyone... S-s-some-"

"Brittany!" A voice called out. Brittany's heart and breathing sped up, so much so that she was scared she was going to have a heart attack. She just couldn't breath! She looked over her shoulder, her body falling from the movement onto the ground on her side. She heard the voice call to her again but she was beginning to black out, black spots blurred her vision. Was she going to die? Or was she just blackening out? She clenched her jaw before closing her eyes willingly. Whichever one it was it was too late now...

Gasping for air, Brittany jumped up in the bed. She panted as she stared at the white door in front of her. It was obviously not her room but Brittany was sued to seeing the door. She was in the hospital. Her pants became steady as her eyes graved over the room. First the right and then the le- boy. Brittany blinked as she looked at the smug grin on the boys face. He sniggered.

"You know, for someone who didn't get hurt, who knew you could scream so loud?" He winked at her before standing up from the chair he had been sat in. He was slow whilst doing it, he winced from the pain in his abdominal, hissing at it as he finally got up. "You know, you scared me?" He walked up to the shocked Brittany. Her facial expression hadn't changed, for a moment her body was numb, she didn't know how to react. He had been shot... But here be was. Suddenly once he was close enough she felt her lips tug into grin as she jumped up to him, wrapping her arms around him as she let a laugh slip between her lips.

"You're okay," she smiled, of course she heard him groan and curse a whisper into her ear although that didn't stop him from wrapping his own arms around her.

"Britt," he muttered, nuzzling his face in her hair. "I'm sorry..." Brittany closed her eyes, she didn't care what he had to say, she was just so glad that he was there. That he hadn't died.

"You're such an idiot!" She laughed again, although she was serious. "Don't you dare, ever, do that again!"

Of course he stayed silent, pushing away from Brittany, there was sadness clear in his eyes.

"You're not done with it... Are you?" It was more of a statement than a question, and it was a true statement. The nod he gave her validated it. "Why?"

"The other gang... I can't just let them do that... Since you are safe, I can destroy them..." His eyes narrowed into a glare. Her eyes widened.

"Don't you dare!" She growled.

"H-hey come on-"

"No Alvin! I refuse to accept that you're actually considering it- no wait you didn't even consider it, you just went along with it! How could you? Why would you?" She stepped off the bed and towards him, forcing him to take many steps back as she ranted.

"W-wait Brittany-" he said, when she interrupted him for the second time, he glowered. "Brittany Listen."

Something about his tone make Brittany shut her mouth. It was aggressive. Too aggressive. She looked at him, her anger fading away.

"Don't you think I haven't thought about it? Its been on my mind since that night. You're out, that's all I wanted, now I've got to do what I needed to do before- and I'm sorry but there's nothing you can say or do that will change my decision!" He took a step towards her. For a moment they stood there, Alvin's face changed as he became more relaxed. "Britt I..." His brows narrowed in concern before he knew what was happening, he suddenly felt something pressured onto his lips.

There was no way...

Of course he would have never had dreamed it when he had woken up. It had been night yet Dave was still awake and by his side. He had groaned before he opened his eyes at the dark room, for a moment he forgot if he had his eyes opened or closed. He only realised when he turned his head slightly to see a blinding light radiating from the lamp beside him.

"Alvin," Dave had whispered before Alvin whined put a groan as he sat upright.

Rubbing his eye he replied, "Yes Dave?"

"You're awake," Grinned Dave, "You're awake!"

Before Alvin even knew what was happening he was pulled into a hug. He coughed and wheezed when he had done causing Dave to instantly to step back and let him go. It took a couple of more coughs before stopping. Clearing his throat he chuckled nervously.

"Sorry Dave," he apologized. Dave didn't need anymore words to know what his son was talking about.

Sighing out a "It's fine Alvin" he ran a hand through his hair. "I just can't believe that not only did you and Brittany get kidnapped but you both ended up in hospital..."

"Brittany's here?" Alvin's ears perked up ay the sound of the females name.

"Yes," he nodded. "She's not in any danger- or I don't think so- and I'm sure they said that she wasn't hurt-"

"Dave you gotta' take me to her!"

"What? But Alvin, you're hurt yourself," Dave shook his head and sat back down in the chair he was seated in before.

"No please Dave," Alvin begged, pushing the hospital cover from his body. "I need to see her!"

Dave took no time in getting to Alvin's side when he stepped off the bed.

"Alvin I said-"

"Dave I don't care what you said, right now I have to make sure she's alright!"

"Don't you use that tone with me, young man, I already said-"

"Not physically Dave, emotionally and mentally!" Alvin started walking, despite Dave's words. "I need to make sure she isn't..." He stayed quiet for a moment before muttering the word, "Broken..."

Dave stayed silent before sighing in defeat.

"Fine, but I expect you back in the bed when you go see her, you understand?"

"Yeah, fine."