Chapter 19

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We wait until we are sure everyone is out of the house. So much for a safe house. Shay insists on going first to make sure no one else is there. I follow immediately after. Before going outside to attack from behind we run up to our room and grab our guns. I also grab my knives.

We quietly walk back downstairs. Dad has drawn them out about 15 yards. Lorenzo, Dad, Mom, Matteo, and Mr. Orlov all stand with there guns pointed at Maxims men. There are about 15 of them and 7 of us.

I lean in and whisper to Shay, "Don't bother with Maxim we need him for questioning and he has a metal head."

"I know. Stay safe."

I only nod knowing I can't promise that. Dad gives us the smallest nod and we start shooting. We catch three by surprise but they quickly realize what we are doing.

They split half and half. 8 men fighting me and Shay and 7 fighting the others. Well that's not fair. I shoot one man as he runs at me and so does Shay. 6 left. They become to close to shoot so I pull out a knife. Two come at me at the same time. One jumps to tackle me and I duck. He soars over my head. I quickly stand up, throw a knife at the other guy and then turn to face the one who soared over my head. He grabs my arm before I can throw the knife. I lift my knee and kick him in the balls and he helps in pain releasing his grip just long enough for my to slice his arm. He falls on the ground in a frenzy.

Shay has three on him and I have two more coming at me. They run at me at the same time. I only have one knife left so I can't throw it. They both are holding knifes too. The first one slashes at my neck. I back away only to trip on the man and fall on my butt. I throw the knife and hit one man in between his eyes. The last one jumps on me pinning me down. He holds the knife to my throat, I try my best to hold him off but I'm not much use against a grown man.

The man snickers, spitting on me. The knife digs into my neck drawing blood. "Boss will be happy with me." He says smiling like a devil.

Before I can process what's happening the man in picked up off of me. Shay holds him by the neck off of the ground.

"Don't. Touch. Her." Shays growls and his grip tightens on the mans throat.

The mans swings his feet but Shay only tightens his grip more. I can see the rage in Shays eyes. I hold my hand to my throat and I can feel the warm sticky blood pooling down my neck. I watch as Shay let's go of the man right before he passes out.

The other are dealing with Maxim. Shay rushes over to me. He helps me to my feet and quickly rushes me inside. My vision is blurry and I swear I'm seeing stars.

I feel Shay put something on my neck but I can't tell what. I hear Shay saying something but I can't tell what he is saying. I feel myself losing consciousness. I reach out to try to grab Shay.

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Shays POV:

I rush Ivy inside to try and stop the bleeding. Her neck is slashed on the right side. The cut is about three inches long. I put towels on the cut to stop the bleeding and collect the blood. I try to find wrap or gauze.

Ivy starts to fall backwards and she reaches out for my arm. I quickly catch her. No. I just got you, I'm not about to lose you. I pick her up and carry her outside.

Interrupting the Lombardis stand off with Maxim I shout, "We need to get her to a hospital! Now!"

Mr. and Mrs. Lombardi forget our Maxim letting him get away. No one cares though we just want Ivy safe.

I set her in the passenger seat of the car and get into the drivers seat. Mr. and Mrs. Lombardi are in the car behind me. I speed down the twisting and turning mountain hills. My hands are so tight on the steering wheel my knuckles turn white.

Everything passes in a blur with me only focusing on Ivy. I hear cars honk at me and swerve out of my way but I don't care. I don't even really comprehend anything other than Ivys sharp and ragged breathing becoming slower and lighter.

"Ivy stay with me okay? I can't lose you." I speed faster and faster, "Damn it. Why did I have to wait so fucking long to tell you how I felt? I should've told her sooner. Now I finally have her and I might lose her." I got the steering wheel in frustration almost sending us off the road.

With a sharp turn and a loud screeching noise I her to the hospital. I rush inside carrying her, "Help! Help! She's barley breathing!" I scream while holding her in my arms close to my body.

Again everything passes in a blur. The nurses and doctors take her away. Mr. and Mrs. Lombardi must have got me to sit down. I sit with my face hurried in my hands that are still covered in Ivys blood. My knees bobs up and down in anticipation waiting for a doctor to give us an update.

Finally a doctors walks through the doors and comes our way, "Are you the Lombardis?" the male doctor asks us. He is old and looks very tired. I can see little traces of blood on his shoes and the collar of his shirt.

"Yes." Mrs. Lombardi answers quickly.

"I have an update on Ivory. She is alive even though she should've died," She should've died a lot of times. When she was kidnapped, when she was in an accident on the way home from the hospital when she was born, when she was three and fell of a 10 foot slide smacking the ground head first. I could go on. Death must me attracted to Ivory. "She has lost so much blood she won't be conscious for a couple of days. The slash in her neck with also make it very difficult to talk for a while after waking..." I stop listening after that. I don't want to hear everything wrong with her.

I wait until he is done talking to ask, "When can we see her?"

"Right now if you wish."

I stand up towering over the short doctor, "Take me to her please."

Mr. and Mrs Lombardi follow after me. I let them visit her first because they are her parents. As I am waiting Matteo shows up.

"How is she?" Matteo asks me. He's covered in dirt so I can only assume he had to take care of the bodies that were left in front of the house.

I open my mouth to speak but I can't find the words. Matteo starts to get even more worried. He grabs my shoulders and shakes me, "Shay! Is she alive? Is she okay?"

I nod my head yes and motion to the door with my hand to let him know he can go visit. Before he goes in he takes my shoulders again, "Thank you Shay."

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