Mafia

Chapter Thirty Six

Lilly's Pov

No part of me wanted to contact him, but I panicked. He already knew that I had hidden his wife from him, but if he found out I was there when his daughter was birthed I would be killed on sight. V's water had broken, leaving the laminated floor covered in liquid, she was in shock, her face had turned from the normal plump redness, to ghostly pale.  I had manged to get her seated on the sofa as I ran around making phone calls to both Giovanni and the ambulance to get someone to come and see her instantly.

"Lilly I'm not ready to do this... I can't do this." V voice was horse, and I could tell instantly that she was nervous. I grabbed her hand to try and give her some type of support, she pushed her nails into my hand as a contraction started up once again. I had never seen someone given birth, and have zero clue what to do in this situation. 

V let go off my hand  briefly allowing me to run upstairs and grab a few towels, as blood had started staining her dress. I could hear her heavy breathing as I descended the stairs, trying not to fall as I rushed as fast as I could. 

Her eyes locked onto me as I placed towels underneath her, the ambulance was taking a long time which is not surprise as we are in the middle of nowhere.  

"Are they coming?" V almost yells as another contraction starts, they had told me to record how long it was the contractions where, but my mind was else where. 

"Yes I called them they shouldn't be much longer. Just keep it in until they get here." 

"I can't." And with her face went red as she grabbed onto the sofa and pushed as hard as she could. "Urghhhhhhhh." 

Grabbing the phone I call once again however the signal dropped, I decided it would be a better option to support V instead of trying to call them back. 

"Lilly!! Lilly!! I think he's coming!" 

My heart dropped into the very depths of my stomach as I rushed back towards her. 

"V I'm going to have to look." She didn't say anything and instead she nodded her head as she continued to grab the arms on the sofa. I lifted up her dress slightly, the babies head was already there and I felt myself feeling light headed. "He's almost here V keep pushing." 

"URGHHHHH" Her face turns red and her face crumples up as she pushes harder, the baby's head moved further out and the shoulders appeared. 

"Your doing and amazing job V I can see his little head. Only a few more pushes." She says nothing and continues to push harder, using my hands I gently pull and with three more pushes the baby appears. 

However there are no cries, no sound and my heart drops to the floor. "Why is he not crying?" V asks as she tries to position herself to move however she is in to much pain. 

I gently take him into my arms wiping away the mucus from his face, I can see his chest moving up and down slightly, and I start patting his back in hopes it will do something. "V what's wrong with him?" 

"Nothing he's breathing, he just needs to cry." I say.

"Pass him to me." V says as I place him into her arms. She looks him over briefly before turning him upside down. There was still no noise from him and he was changing colour more and more as time continued. To say that I was shitting myself was an understatement. 

Giovanni was going to kill me personally if I did not save his first born son and I felt sick rise to my stomach as Lily's eyed streamed with tears. My entire body started to shake slightly as I picked her son up and placed him into my arms, he was blue and not breathing, his eyes where completely shut. 

"He's dead...." Lily yells as she cries harder and I turn him so I can start hitting him on the back, I continue to do hit his back to try and get him to breath, as my own tears start to fall. Her first ever child, my first ever nephew is not going to make it. 

Time feels as though it is moving so slowly, I can't do anything for this baby just watch him die...

Giovanni POV - 

"Stupid fucking bitches!" I spit in pure anger as I launch all the paper work of the desk and onto the floor. Lorenzo sits in the chair, smoking his jacket thrown over his shoulder as he watches me. 

"There is no point in getting angry brother, what's done is done let's just go and get them." Lorenzo states as he heads towards the door grabbing my car keys of the side of the desk. I reluctantly follow him towards the car, praying that my littlie girl does not arrive until I get there. 

Even after speeding all the way there, we still arrived to late, I could tell instantly as the ambulance was already outside. I rushed pushing past anyone in the way, I can't wait to meet my child. 

But I stopped dead in my track as I stepped through the door, the ambulance man was on the floor my child in his hand, preforming CPR. Blood was all over the grey sofa and V was hardly moving, her eyes fluttering gently. 

My sister was crying the corner rocking herself as she tried to be as quite as possible, part of me wanted to yell at her, but it was not her fault. "Lorenzo go to her." I demand as I head towards the paramedic. His eyes look at me, and I can tell that he does not believe my child can be saved.  

I take my child from his hands and into my arms, he is a boy... He would have been the heir to my throne... I press him hard into my chest his body is cold, as I hear the cries from everyone around us echo loudly. V has not said a word since I entered the room and I can not hear her cries. She is still led on the bloody sofa, and I perch myself next to her. She looks at me her eyes not meeting my  own as I pull her into my chest with our son. 

"I'm sorry Giovanni." I allow for a single tear to drop down my face as I start to pat him on the back as hard as I can, anger, frustration, sadness I felt it all, as I kept smacking his back.  

And had everyone not have gone silent for the first time in a while, I would have missed it, the tiniest, quietest cry.