My Mafia man II

Chapter 31

All of a sudden a brawl broke in, men in suit punching and kicking each other, it looked very chaotic and at the same time I was worried about James, I looked around to keep my eye on James and noticed Liam walking away from the crowd holding a long bag, with confusion I kept my eye on him and found him hiding behind a wall, then all of a sudden he got up with a longest riffle I have ever seen and began to shoot each one of Dean's men. "Liam" I mumbled seeing this side of him, he does look very cool and the riffle does suit him a lot. I turned around to look at Mark and he looked very paranoid, "promise me maam, you will not leave anywhere from here" he ordered and all I could do was nod. Mark than got up and joined in the fight that was happening.

James POV

With no mercy and regret we began to punch each other, as if this is the last day of our life. His punch was getting weaker and weaker as he was struggling to catch his breath and it was same for me. We both were too strong for each other, Afterall we both were raised by a mafia boss. "I will fucking kill you tonight" Dean yelled trying to catch his breath in between and sat on top of me, punching my face each time he got a chance, "will see about that" I replied and took over, now I am on top of him, trying to return the answer of his punch, I laughed finding ourselves in this position, "this position is giving me some déjà vu" I said reminding Dean about the night when I stabbed his eyes, "but tonight it will end in different way" he replied and took the sharp shard out of his pocket, the same shard that caused all this, "are you sure about that" I said punching him with all my strength. I can't give up now, I need to finish this all and get back home. Rose is waiting for me at home I thought to myself and a punch from Dean brought me back to the reality, and all of a sudden I find Dean on top of me, he raised his hands up, holding the sharp shard ready to charge at me any minute and before he could attack me I took out my punching ring from my pocket and punched his stomach with all my strength which made him loose his balance, I took advantage of this situation and rolled over, making sure I am on top this time, I began to punch his face in every open place I could find using my punching ring, I was so much into the moment that I didn't realise that I wasn't receiving any punch back from Dean, I stopped and looked at him and found his face covered with blood, he was choking on his own mouthful of blood, this sight of his made me feel pity towards him, I am not supposed to pick on weak people, that's what I was taught, I paused for a moment to study his face, confused with the situation. It wasn't meant to end like this, it wasn't, we were meant to fight until one of us die but why do I feel bad seeing him like this, I should be happy that I am winning but no.......seeing him suffocating like this in front of me made me wonder if I would have done the same thing that night if our roles were reversed? "Just kill me fucker" Dean mumbled, between his breath, "Kill me" he mumbled again, and I could see he is struggling, he is struggling to breath and now he wants me to kill him because that would be an easy death for him. I looked at him thinking will I end up like this as well in the future. "fine" Dean yelled breaking me away from my thought, he then took a gun out of nowhere and shot himself right on his forehead and the whole place went silent.

The chaotic, noisy place has gone silent and the men who held so much hatred towards me, who wanted to kill me has killed himself. There is not much difference between our life. We both had almost same upbringing, training to fight until we lost all our strength, each year new responsibility being handed down, so much pressure from everyone around you, an eye that is watching your every move. I pity him. I looked at Dean's face for one last time, he was looking at me......smiling......I had no feelings for him......I hated him but I don't know why this tears keeps on rolling from my eyes.....i guess growing up competing against each other almost all our life has made me have that special place in my heart for him. I closed his eyes asking him....... why? you brought me here to kill me but why did you ended up killing yourself?

"well, well" I hear a voice, I turned around to find uncle John holding Rose by pulling her hair, "Rose" I whispered not believing what's in front of me, I told her to go home and here she is doing exactly the opposite. I moved away from Dean's dead body and tried to approach uncle John, "don't even think about it" he said and placed a gun on her head, "and Liam don't even think about shooting me, my men are just behind you" he said mockingly and I looked up, only to find coupe of men behind Liam, holding gun. Why Rose? Why? I asked her looking at her face, hoping she could hear what I am thinking. "Let her go uncle, she has nothing to do with any of this" I pleaded hoping to change his mind. "you want me, here I am" I said dropping every weapon I had on me and lifted both of my hands in the air. Suddenly I heard a shot being fired followed by a sharp pain on my stomach, I looked down and find myself bleeding, I look up and find uncle John staring at me with a wicked smile, "any last wish?" he asked me with a smirk on his face and notice his gun pointing towards me again. I look at Rose who looked so shocked and was trying to run towards me......her voice was slowly fading away and I heard another shot being fired followed by another sharp pain on my chest, as if everything was happening in a slow motion....i find Rose yelling for my name.....trying to reach out to me......my eyes are closing itself.....i am fighting to keep it open......I need to protect Rose I thought to myself and refuse to close my eyes and again I heard another shot being fired and I thought to myself this is it.......but to my surprise I couldn't feel any pain this time.......all of a sudden I find Rose coming towards me...... "James, open your eyes, open it" I hear Rose's voice and she was holding me, she was stroking my hair and I am trying my best to respond "don't you fucking die on me James or I swear......I swear....." her voice was slowly fading away and between those voice I hear Cass voice, "call a fucking ambulance" Cass was ordering someone......did Cass just killed me? I thought to myself and took one last breath that I could remember.

Rose POV

I should have left when James told me to, I thought to myself, I regret my decision and it's too late now. I am standing in front of James as he is struggling for his life, "any last wish?" Uncle John asked and pointed a gun towards James after he already shot him on his stomach...." please don't" I pleaded and as if there was thick wall between us he fired another shot at James and shot him right on his chest....."James" I yelled out for his name.....this is all my fault, I should have left when I was told to......why is it so difficult for me to do as I am told to do? I messed up everything......I brought this on James.....with an evil smile Uncle John again pointed a gun towards James and just as I was about to push his hands away I saw him being frozen and slowly his grip on my hair loosen up, I turned to look at him and found him dropping dead with a wide eyes as if he couldn't believe what just happened, I turned back and found Cassandra holding a gun.....her gun had a light smoke out of it and I understood she just shot her dad dead, her eyes were filled with tears and I know she was doing her best to hold it in. Not caring about her emotional distress I ran towards James who was laying on the cold, hard floor, struggling to keep his eyes open..... "James, open your eyes, open it" I yelled and his hand flinched as if he was trying to talk to me...his eyes were slowly closing, "don't you fucking die on me James or I swear.....i swear...." I ran out of words; it was all my fault. I caused this.