A/N Okay so if you can, listen to this song to get you in the mood for this chapter. It was playing when I wrote it and I got all kinds of feels. Alright, continue ;)
"RIVER," I scream helplessly as he falls to the ground. I see a man standing near Elliots car with his gun pointed at me. I lift my arm and pull the trigger, but my gun was empty. I quickly dodge the bullet he shot at me as I grab my knife from my boot and throw it at him. It hits him in the leg and as he is distracted, I somersault to River, grabbing the gun out of his hand and shoot it at the man—watching the bullet hit between his eyes.
I turn my focus on River on the ground. His breathing is rapid, as his chest heaves.
I desperately drag him behind the container as the commotion continues around us.
"River...River please stay with me. Please," I say between sobs. I put pressure on his wound. Red soaking his white t-shirt. This can't be happening...
"Vix-Vixen?" He groaned, as blood chokes out of his mouth. Tears pour down my face, as my heart drops.
"I'm here River. It's going to be okay." I whisper caressing his pale cheek.
He grips my hand as his breath goes rapid as he starts to cough up more blood. So. Much. Blood. Oh god please no.
"I-I-...I lo...Lo."
"Shhh.. River. I know. I love you too. Pl-please, please hold on. It's going to be ok." I tried to keep my voice from breaking, but it was no use. Tears blur my vision as I tighten my grip on him.
He lets out a small smile as he lifts his hand to my face and plants it on my cheek. Nodding his head, his eyes slowly to droop. "Vixen..." he breaths out as his body goes limp.
"River... stay with me. Please don't leave me... RIVER!" I start shaking him. No. NO! This can't be happening. "RIVER PLEASE WAKE UP!" I sob. I wrap my arms around him and feel his life-less bodyweight underneath me. "NOOOO!!" I scream.
I hold his head to my chest, rocking his body. He isn't dead. No, he just can't be. He is all I have left...How can this be happening? "River...god no please, River!" I cry out as I hold my brother close to me.
Then I felt it. The piercing shooting pain in my arm. I scream out and look down. Blood. I was shot. I look over my shoulder and see most of our men down and the rest of the other men making their way towards me—as if I was their prey.
This is it. This is how I die. At least I will die next to River.
I feel two strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me up. I take my good arm and try to spin around throwing punches at the culprit.
"VIXEN WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE," a familiar voice screams at me—turning my body to face him.
Elliot... Elliot is alive. "He's dead. Elliot he-he's...," I weep.
"I know." I can see the sadness and unshed tears in his eyes. "We need to get out of here, now. Let's go." He fires some shots to the men as he starts to pull me towards the boat.
I try to loosen his grip on me, I wasn't going to leave his body there. I needed him.
"I can't leave him! I won't! ELLIOT I can't!"
He wraps his arms around my waist and starts to drag me away against my will. "NOOO, I can't leave him!! PLEASE! NOO." But there was no point. A part of me knew better. If I wanted to live, we needed to get out of here. But how could I live without River?
"Vixen, HES GONE!" Elliots grip on me tightens as he jumps off the dock, slamming our bodies onto the boat dodging the bullets flying at us. I look up at him and start to push him away from me.
No. "Pl-Please." I beg, coming out as a sob whisper.
"I know Vix... I know." He gives me a tight squeeze before letting go and starts the boat and pulls it away from the dock into the black abyss.
I give one last look at River laying on the ground. Lifeless. Dead.
The men surround him and watch our departure with smiles plastered on their faces. They stopped shooting at us once they saw Rivers body.
I hate them. I want them dead. Was he their target? Why? Why would they want River dead? Who was that man?
I felt my head starts to spin and a sharp pang feeling in my heart. My heart was shattering. My big brother, the one person in the world I couldn't live without was gone. I start to hyperventilate, and I collapse onto the ground sobbing his name.
A/N
Suprise. 4th chapter in 24 hours. Oops... I blame my friend for wanting more ;)
I cried writing this chapter. I hope I wrote the emotions as I was feeling them.
In my head, I can hear the tone of Vixens voice and it broke my heart :(
Anyways... It gets juicer...Stay tuned ;)
XOXO <3 Rayakuz
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Raised In The Mafia
Chick-LitVixen Consoli let herself take off 4 years from the family business so she could experience life outside the mob. Knowing when she comes back home, she will be in charge while her brother River handles affairs in Italy. She set rules up for herself...