Vanoss Mother Fucking Gaming

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Alice point of view

Greg was my knight in shining armor... Fuck.

Evan just fucking kissed me and now is getting the fucking shit beat outta him.

I was frozen in place and had no idea what the fuck to do.

I just watched as Greg was beating the shit outta Evan.

I have to break this up.

I have too.

I grabbed Greg and yank him off of Evan, who had his face rearranged.

"Calm down!" I told Greg.

He hesitated, but he calmed down.

"Why the fuck did you kiss my fucking girlfriend?" Greg asked.

I held him back making sure he won't hit Evan anymore.

Evan smirked, "I didn't kiss her. She kissed me."

"That's a fucking lie and you know it." I said, letting go of G.

I walked towards Evan.

"You pulled me into a kiss and I gladly accept-"

My hand contacting his face cut him off.

He had a new red mark on his cheek.

"I recommend that you leave before Greg loses his shit again and uses you as a punching bag." I told him.

I pointed towards the door and he walked out.

On his way out he turned around to say something, but I slammed the door in his stupid little face.

I turned to look at Greg.

He still was fuming with anger and I was getting ready to explain before he turned to go towards the bathroom.

He slammed the door shut behind him.

"If you're gonna be like that and not even hear my side of the story, then you can have fun sleeping in the bathtub or on the floor!" I yelled at the closed bathroom door.

I put on my pajamas, which consist of an old baggy shirt and Greg's shorts.

I slid under the bed covers and was attempt to fall asleep.

I tossed and turned, but nothing.

That's when I finally had enough.

I sat up in bed and looked at the closed bathroom door.

The light was off, which means Greg is trying to fall asleep.

I walked over to the door and examined the lock.

It was one of those push the button to lock the door, type of thing.

So I grabbed a toothpick that the lovely hotel room provides for their guest and opens the door with it.

I saw Greg with a bloody knuckle and towel covering his body as he tried to sleep.

He opened one eye and saw me staring at him.

I closed the door behind me and sat on the closed toilet seat.

"Do you want to hear my story or not? If not I'll just go room with Speedy and the others." I told him.

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