Love, loathe, betrayal - a gang story

Chapter 49

Minutes go by and I'm getting irritated, I know the time needs to be perfect or it could go seriously wrong. I just wish this could be over. With one swift movement Walter and Will switch positions, the gun now pointing at Wills head. "No!"  I whisper "shh he's got it under control" Clay says doubt evident in his quivering voice. We are only meters away from the wire fencing, a quick leap and we're in there. Walter is shouting some things but I can't make out what it is.

Me and Clay leap into view and I throw gasoline all over the place ensuring to get it on the dry grass and splashing on peoples clothing. "Let him go!" I yell. "Florence get out of here now!" Will reply's him visibly more agitated by my presence. "Oh tension. Protective brother against stupid sister, alway a good show!" Walter hisses pushing the gun further onto Wills temple and he flinches. I flick the lighter in my hand until a flame appears and I drop it into the gasoline trail. Setting it ablaze immediately. "You bitch. Ron, Miguel take her" Walter commands two of his minions and they both walk towards me, I stumble backwards to get them away from my brother so he has more chance of fighting back. "How do you live with yourselves knowing your leader is a monster who kidnaps, rapes and kills innocent people!" I yell, my face burning, to Miguel and Ron and they shrug their shoulders. With my distraction Clay intervenes and helps Will get out of Walter grip, they knock him out and run after me. We tackle the pair to the ground and Clay tosses me a gun. I get flashbacks to last time I shot someone, I hover my finger over the trigger and point it straight at Ron's head but I hesitate and hesitation has always and will always be my downfall...

"Florence move!" Lucas shouts from the side I duck and roll as a bullet flys over my head, very closely, I grip the gun and stalk over to Walters unconscious body and I slap him. Hard. "That's for everything you have done to my family. Now wake the fuck up!" I yell tears streaming down my face. The other boys are controlling the other remaining gang members. Walters eyes flicker open like he's awakening from a slumber - I can't wait to ruin that slither of tranquillity you have just before you wake up properly. Quickly his eyes snap open fully as he snaps back to reality when my foot connects with his face and my pistol is aimed at his nose.

"Tell me one thing Walter Rivers? You killed my father didn't you? Admit it?" I shake his body by the collar of his shirt and he starts laughing. "Admit it?" I repeat "I took great pleasure in putting a bullet in your fathers brain and I will have no problem finishing the family with you and your brother over there" he spits with malice and I grind my teeth, my lips twitching with anger. "Your piece of shit!" I yell and throw a punch at Walters smug face and again, and again, and again. "Florence stop!" Lucas commands from behind me as he slowly puts his hands on my shoulders "that's enough, don't let your emotions get in the way of business" he tilts his head towards Walter, I stop instantly and look at the blood on my hands from Walters busted face and the scary thing was, I didn't feel an ounce of regret.

The fire has died down now and we are getting ready to leave the compound and leave the rest to the surprise police attack, a drug den gone wrong was the cover story and Walter and the others will be arrested. Smoke was clogging our lungs but I couldn't spot Clay anywhere. "We can't leave without him!" I shout to Will and he nods. Pretty much all of the gang members from The Luxes on site are dead or unconscious, mostly the latter.

Clay busts open the door and runs out and into my arms, his hair wild and poofy from the humidity. "Let's go" he says as he grasps my hand, Will is waving his arm for us to hurry up. He is the last one there and just as I reach the gate I hear another almighty gunshot, I turn around to see Will clutching his stomach and coughing blood. "Noo!" I scream louder than I have ever screamed before, the ringing in my ears and hazy vision is nearly unbearable. The smoke coming from the mouth of the gun used to shoot my brother is being held by the proud hands of Walter Rivers still laying on the ground. Clay and some of the other boys rush over to him and I go straight to Will.

I quickly take my black jumper and start wrapping it round his body in attempt to stop the bleeding. "Come on Will you'll be okay, hold that there." I say brushing hair of my face in a panic, I clutch just head in my arms as he coughs some more "Flo?" He starts "Shh don't talk we're getting you help" I say stroking his face. "Flo you need to go, get the" he stops to cough again "get the others and go the police will be here soon." "No I'm not leaving you!" I say in a squeak while uncontrollable crying. My hands are covered in blood from the wound and mud from the ground. "I think the bullet punctured the bottom of my lung or my stomach, I won't make it Florence, you have to finish what we started" Will says putting his hand on my cheek and I cup it with my own and tears drench both our hands. I look over to see Lucas and Clay controlling Walter, I look back at my dying brother. "Dad would be so proud of you" he says "I love you Florence" I grip his hand so hard "I love you to Will." Clay runs over to us. "No, no, no man!" He puts his head in his hands and stamps the floor "fuck!" He bends down "you're not going anywhere Will you listening to me, you're gonna get over this and you will lead this game to a victory! You hear me? Victory" Clayton emphasis holding Wills other hand. "I love you man, look after Florence please she deserves someone like you in her life," Will says with sincerity in his quiet, distant voice. "All those times I've told you you're too young? Well it's time to grow up now little sister, you have to take the lead!" Will coughs and splutters blood everywhere "Will..." is all I say in desperation. He slowly puts his hands above his head and takes off his black bandana and stuffs it into my hand. "Look after it..." his voice is barley audible. I let out another cry and hug Will his left arm limply round my waist. "I love you so much I'm so sorry" I cry and Wills grip slowly loosens and he doesn't reply, I sit up and his arm falls limp beside him. "Will? No please, open your eyes. Will please open them now!" I scream violently shaking his body but it's no use. I hit his leg "wake up! Please..." I say barley getting my words out. I bend over his face and hear no signs of breathing. I check for a pulse but there isn't one. "No Will! Get up!" I yell again violently shaking my brothers lifeless body in my arms. "Will wake up goddammit. Don't leave me!" I cry slouching over his body. I feel a firm hand on my shoulder, Clay. His face is also drenched in tears as he pulls me into a hug and I hear him sobbing into my hair, I try to pull away deep down I know Willis dead, but part of me still has hope.