The Mafia King

Chapter 38

Songs for this chapter:

Stay With Me by Sam Smith

Gangsta by Kehlani

Justin's POV

My heart was vigorously pounding against my chest as I felt blood or sweat (I couldn't tell which one) drip down the side of my face.

My breath was shaking out of control no matter how much I tried to control it, my breathing was not staying quiet as much as I tried.

My fingers began to shake from fear as I searched across the shattered living room of my parents house.

"J-Jazzy?" I breathe out not trusting my own voice and the sobs that may erupt from my lips.

I tried to swallow realising that my mouth was dry as I tried to wet my lips with my tongue, it was unsuccessful.

"Jaxon?" I cried out trying to locate the whereabouts of my siblings.

Old and broken wall paper fell from the walls in the destroyed house I was standing in, I let my shaking body walk across the broken glass from the patio doors.

Using the back of my hand, I wiped a mixture of blood and sweat off of my forehead. The blood sunk into the creases of my skin staining it slightly as I tried to wipe it off onto my white shirt.

I heard a small whimper come from behind the expensive sofa, all my senses and the hairs on my body stuck up at once.

I rushed over to the sound immediately as I saw my defenseless little sister laying on her side in a pool of blood. I prayed to myself that it wasn't her blood but I was kidding myself as I saw it soak into the cream carpet.

"No" I managed to choke out as I rushed down to her side kneeling next to her, I grabbed her small pale little hand that was becoming colder by the second.

She had been shot in the stomach, she was losing so much blood and I don't know how long she'd been here bleeding out.

"I love you" her tiny little silvery voice whispered out to me as she kept struggling to keep her eyes open.

"Please, don't leave me Jaz" I begged her cradling her small cold, fragile body in my arms trying to keep her with me.

I didn't even realise I was crying until I felt a warm droplet fall down my face, onto my nose and lips.

"You need to wake up, Justin" Jazzy told me her little hand touching my cheek gently.

"What do you mean?" I ask her my eyebrows furrowing together slightly not understanding.

"Wake up!" She suddenly screamed in my face her voice becoming panicked. "WAKE UP" Jazzy started to become blurry in my arms as it seemed as if she was fading into a dust of smoke.

I felt streams of lights fill my eyes as my eyelids cracked open slightly, I had another one of my dreams.

My eyes fluttered open quickly as Rose stood next to the bed her hands placed on my shoulders. She sent me a sympathetic, yet relieved look as she wiped some sweat off of my forehead.

"You must of left.." I breathed out my eyes searching around the room, she looked at me confused wiping some hair stuck to my forehead away. Whenever Rose sleeps in the same bed as me, cuddles with me I don't seem to have bad dreams. Just good ones.

"I only left to make breakfast baby..I wanted you to eat before our flight" Rose ran her gentle hand through my hair before kissing me on the forehead softly.