You'd Better Hide the Bullets

Vic's P.O.V

"We need to get her out of there." I told Mike, frustration and anger running through my veins.

"That's a lovely idea but how do you suppose we do that huh? This isn't a movie, we can't just break her outta some psych hospital." Mike shook his head.

"You've no idea what it's like for her in that place." I snapped at him, making him jump a little. He continued playing FIFA and shrugged.

"And you do?" He retaliated.

"She told me in great detail, a lot of the things she had to deal with on a daily basis. It sounded so horrible and knowing she is going through it again is killing my soul." I groaned, running my hands over my face.

"Look, there's nothing we can do." Mike tried to sound reasonable and he's right, to an extent.

"Well, Kiera told me that a family member over the age of 18 is allowed to check her out of there for a couple of hours." I told him. He paused the game and looked at me.

"And you're only sharing this information now?" He said raising his eyebrows.

"We don't know any of her family whom is old enough to do it though." I shrugged, knowing it was a dead end.

We both suddenly looked at each other, the cogs in our brains turning and finally it clicked. "Ali!" We both said at the same time.

"That was weird." Mike laughed.

"There's no way we could convince her to do it though, she hates me and Scarlett." I sighed, feeling defeated before even trying.

"There's no harm in trying." Mike suggested. I looked at him and he had a grin on his face, making me grin slightly.

"I'll text Kiera and ask for her dorm details." I said as I grabbed my phone and quickly text her.

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Me and Mike stood in front of the San Diego state university campus. This was my first choice university and I'll be going here in 5 months time if I do well enough in my finals, here's hoping. I was kinda hoping that Scarlett would be attending this university with me, we spoke about it and she did choose this one but obviously things are a bit messed up now. I don't even know if she will even finish high school at this rate.

We made our way to the dorm entrance and looked through the rows of doors for the one that Kiera told me is Ali's. We finally found it and both stood staring at it. "Well, here goes nothing." I mumbled to myself as I knocked on the door quickly.

After about a minute of waiting the door swung open and Ali stood there with a confused look on her face. "What the Hell are you two doing here?" She had a horrible look on her face, yep this was a dumb idea.

"We need to talk to you." I said simply. Her face softened and she opened the door for us to come in.

Me and Mike sat down on one of the beds, Ali sat on the opposite one and stared at us. "Well talk." She nodded towards us.

"Okay, have you heard from Scarlett recently?" I asked, I watched her roll her eyes and laugh.

"You know we aren't on speaking terms." She shrugged.

"She tried to kill herself last week." I said softly, avoiding looking at her reaction.

"Oh my God, why didn't my parents tell me this." She sounded so shocked, and upset.

"I don't know but they sent her to San Diego psych." I broke the second piece of bad news to her. Her eyes widened and she looked so sad.

"Are they fucking idiots? Didn't they learn from the last time?" She shook her heard, standing up and beginning to pace the floor.

"What happened last time?" Mike spoke up, Ali looked at him and ran a hand through her hair.

"She went crazier than she was before she went into that place. She didn't leave her room for a month, she became deathly thin, refused to eat anything that was green or orange because the medicine she was on made her believe they were drugging the patients with those colours of food. She just lost it. It took a lot of bringing her back into normal social situations that helped her become the person she was when we moved here." Ali ranted, she might not like Scarlett much right now but it was very clear that's he cares about her sister. "You don't want to see what that place does to her Vic." Ali stared down at me, a solemn look on her face.

"That's why we need your help Ali." I looked up at her, a small shred of hope on my face.

"What can I do?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Any member of your family over the age of 18 can check her out of the hospital for a few hours a day, if you agree to go and get her for me then I can take her away from this place." I explained.

"And how do you expect to do that? When you ran away you had no money and needed help within a few days." Ali pointed out.

"Scarlett has money." I replied.

"And don't you think the second my parents realise what you've done they'll drain her bank account to stop you guys from using it?" She crossed her arms over her chest.

"No, we will empty her bank and transfer it to mines. They don't have access to my bank so." I sounded so confident but this could go very wrong.

"Listen up Romeo, I'll help you but you need to think of a much better plan that this one because you're not breaking my sister out out of a mental hospital to then make her live in poverty and have no future. Remember you two haven't even finished high school yet so you have no chance of getting a real job, this is dumb." She tried to reason with me.

"It only needs to work until your parents realise they can't dictate her anymore and then we come back." I pointed out. Ali nodded and understood my point.

"Okay, you'll need to get Kiera to secretly pack some of her clothes, her purse and some other things she might need. When Kiera is ready, go and meet her and get the stuff, tell her briefly what's happening but make sure she tells no one. I'll text you a meeting point and then we can do the switch over. You better take care of my little sister, I don't care what's happened in the past but you better not fuck her life up okay." Ali warned me. She is actually quite scary at times.

"Okay, I won't I swear." I said holding my hands up. She nodded in agreement and I text Kiera, asking her to do the things Ali asked.

Notes

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