UNEXPECTED LOVE

Chapter 27

-Always tell someone how you feel, because opportunities are lost in the blink of an eye, but regret can last a lifetime

Word Count: 1270

Hit play on Mateo's POV

Elijah's P.O.V

"MATEO!!!"

Blood is everywhere. I'm frantically shaking not knowing what to do everything happened so fast. No one supposed to get shot I calculated everything like it should and now everything is my fault.

Bruno is screaming in agony from the multiple shots he received from me. As soon as the shots went off I didn't hesitate and shot him four times.

I sprint to Mateo where his on the floor leaning against the bed still holding Emma close to his chest.

"MATEO ARE YOU OKAY TALK TO ME?!!" There's blood on his clothes and blood on Emma.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket, but couldn't steady the phone to dial out because of how much I was trembling.

DAD!! I—I NEED YOU CALL THE AMBULANCE M—MATEO GOT S—SHOT PLEASE HURRY." Tears began to flow down my face. "I—I'M UPSTAIRS TO THE RIGHT THE LAS DOOR ON YOUR LEFT."

Within seconds my dad and the SWAT team entered the room in a singly manner line pointing their guns.

"Bruno Romano, you are under arrest. You have the right to remain silent anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney, and have an attorney present during any questioning." Said, my dad.

"Do you know who the fuck am I? Motherfucking Bruno Romano top leader of the Italian Mafia. And all of you will fucking die!!! Including that fucking whore over there." Bruno is out of control trying to jump over the officers.

"Take him away, boys!"

"Let's go asshole. You don't know what's waiting for you." One of the officers says.

"Son! Are you okay?!" My dad comes flying across the room pulling me into a toxic bear hug. I look over my dad's shoulder and see the officers roughing up not caring for his injuries. "The ambulance is on their way."

My dad looks past me over to Mateo laying on the floor with Emma. "Dear God!" He takes his index finger places it on his neck to check his pulse. "He's still alive. Mateo, son open your eyes, please."

He checks his wound and Mateo lets out a vociferous cry, "AAARGH! THAT FUCKING HURTS!!"

"How many times did he got shot, Elijah?"

"Well, I only heard two shots come from Bruno's gun."

"But I only see one entry wound on the shoulder." My dad's face shows concerned. "Son! How many shots did you feel go in?"

Mateo wince in pain and struggles to talk, "I—I only felt one bullet go in." He bites his lips in pain. "I don't care about me is Emma okay? she didn't get hurt, did she?"

Dad begins to search her barely covered body makes his way to her slim back, and carefully watching her.

"We have a problem...." Dad runs a hand through his hair.
"WHAT!?" Mateo and I said in unison.

"Emma has been shot on her lower back."

"No! We need to get her to a hospital now!!!!" Mateo began to panic.

"Calm down, Mateo!" I said.

"Look here son, we can't move her because we're not sure how far the bulletin went i—"