King and Queen Dominic toretto LS (in construction)

No! Emily!

Emily's POV hours later

I rubbed my now blood shot eyes. I knew I was going to pass out later tonight. But damn it, I still had that stupid feeling in my gut. And again, I didn't know what it meant. But all I knew, is that we had to get to Dom. He would protect us both from Johnny.

I sighed and gently shook Jesse awake. "Jess, Jess, come on. Wake up, we have to go", I raised my voice up from a whisper. He stirred and slowly woke up from his peaceful slumber. He rubbed his eyes and slowly got to his feet. I smiled at the sleepy look on his face. I gently took his hand in mine. "Come on, I'll drive", I told him. I made my way out of the house with Jesse behind me. "What about your car?", he asked me. I saw my baby parked on the street. I shrugged. "I'll have Vince come and get it later, now come on sleepy head. We can't waste anymore time. Now come on!", I said nearly dragging him towards the Jetta. He chuckled and got in the passenger seat. I gripped the steering wheel. "Johnny Tran better wish I don't find his ass, or else I'm gonna run his ass over", I said darkly. But it only made Jesse burst out in laughter. I couldn't help but let a smile come across my lips at his laughter. So adorable.

"Now come on, Dom's probably already super worried about us", I told him as I put the car in drive. I felt a hand being placed on the one I had on the stick. I turned my head to look at him. "Thank you Em. I don't know where I would be without you", he told me. I smiled at him. "Your family and I'll always be here for you Jess. Always. Our family is forever", I told him. He just smiled at me before looking back out the window. I sighed and looked back at the road. I knew he blamed himself. But I would probably do the same thing he did. He was scared and I would have been too if I was in his shoes. I do not blame him for that. It's a very humane thing to do. Fight or flight. And he chose flight. Which I probably would have done too. Which I did at one point in my life and it did not do any good for me. It only caused hurt to me and my family. So the next time, I'm choosing fight. I'm not going anywhere. My family is here and I'm not leaving it.

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Once we got back to the house, we could both see that Dom and Brian were arguing about something. I just didn't know what. But instead of just sitting there. We both got out. Wait a sec, why does Dom have blood on him? He seemed okay, maybe it's not his blood. "Dom", I said loud enough so he could hear me. The both of them turned to us. But I didn't have to say anything. Jesse did.

"Dominic, I am so sorry. I don't know what I'm doing, Dom. I'm so scared right now. I don't know what's going on". Jesse said. I can hear the fear in his voice. I placed a hand on his back to show him I was here for him. I watched as Dom made a face, but it seemed like he was relieved that we were both okay. "Jess! What were you thinking, man?". Dom said. "I don't know I panicked im sorry I'm scared". Jesse said. I looked at him sadly. I knew he was scared out of his mind. And I do not blame him. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly.

"It's okay Jess, we're both home now. Everything's gonna be okay, We'll get through this". I whispered into his ear. I felt him shiver in my arms. "I'm so scared Em". He whispered to me. I rubbed his back soothingly. "I know, I know. I'm here". I whispered soothingly.

But the minute we were able to calm down. We both heard the sounds of motorcycles coming our way. It felt as if we were in slow motion. And that's the worst of things. I slowly turned my head. My eyes slowly widened in fear, my heartbeat picked up and started to pound against my chest. I slowly turned to Jesse. And the last thing I could think of, was getting him out of the way. I slowly pushed my hands into his chest. It was hard enough to have him trip and fall over on his back.

"EMILY! JESSE! Get down!". Dom yelled. But even there wasn't enough warning for me to get out of the way. There wasn't enough time. I could only feel what happened next. I felt excruciating pain. It felt like my whole body was on fire. But I could feel where the bullets entered. One hit me in the shoulder. The second hit my hip, the third one hit my right arm, and the fourth and last one, hit the left side of my chest. All I felt was pain. And I really wish the slow motion came back. But now reality hit me, hard. It hit me really hard. My ears were ringing. My heart pounding too fast against my chest. And I was breathing too hard. I couldn't stop myself. I was trying to breathe through the pain. But I couldn't. It was just too much. I was breathing harshly through my nose and mouth. I lucky enough to not feel the impact of falling on my back. Or maybe I had and hadn't realized that the pain of landing on my back was also part of the pain that I was feeling. I didn't know. All I did know was, that there were exit wounds and I could feel the blood pooling around me. My body felt like it was fire, but at the same time, it felt like it was cold. So, so cold. And I knew that was a bad thing.