CARMELO
"Where do you think you're fucking going?" Antonio yelled and shot at my feet. I halted and turned to him. "Out of this hellhole." I wanted to kill him, but Chiara was more worthy than him. And she was going to die if I didn't get her any medical help soon. "Please let them go, Antonio. Kill me instead." Chiara's mother pleaded, grabbing Antonio's arm around her neck. There was a sheer terror in her eyes and bruises all over her face. My heart ached for her. "If you move anywhere near that door, I'm shooting you." Antonio warned, his eyes showed no sign of life in them.
I spared Chiara's mother a glance and she mouthed me, 'Go' with her running tears. I shouldn't leave her with him, but Chiara needed medical help as soon as possible. I turned to Antonio, "Do you hear the voices out there? Those are my people. And trust me when I say this, they would come for you if your bullet even dared to graze my skin. This is not a warning, it's a fact."
He chuckled, "I dare you to move, Conti." His reddened eyes pointed me to the open door.
I shielded Chiara with my body and glared at his pathetic face, "I dare you to shoot me." I then moved toward the door while he shot at my feet. I stopped at the door hearing a sudden commotion behind us. I turned just in time to see Antonio hauled on the floor, and the woman was on top of him. Smashing his head with a glass flower vase over and over again, screaming in tears.
"Die, you monster! Die!" Blood splattered on the floor, and some splashed on her face while the man gagged and choked on his own blood. Chiara gripped my shirt, her lips parted as she watched her mother in disbelief. "Die! Die! Die son of a bitch! Die the fuck up!" She didn't stop until Antonio's head was a collection of pieces of meat and blood splattered on the floor.
She let go of the vase and started hitting on his chest with her blood painted hands, screaming in pain. "You fucking monster!" Her screams reverberated all over the room and hit my body. She was soaked in his blood. I'd never seen an enraged woman before. The sight of it was a pure horror.
She then collected herself and rushed to us. "She needs to see a doctor. Go! What are you waiting for?" She shouted at me. The two of us ran outside where we met another wave of surprise awaiting us. Bodies scattered around like sand stones in a river of blood. "Jesus Christ." Chiara's mother covered her mouth. Storm came at my side, checking us out with a deep frown. I could see Junior leaning on his car, while his men surrounded him. He started to walk to us after spotting us as well.
Marco too, came running. Luca was held on his knees now instead. "What happened to her? Call the fucking ambulance!" Marco shouted to his men. He glanced at their sobbing mother who patted his shoulder in return. His one handheld a gun, and cupped Chiara's face with the other one. "Don't you dare die on me, sis. We planned this together. You have to live and see me taking over." He sniffled. Chiara smiled weakly at him. She couldn't even move her lips anymore. Shit! The tight knot in my heart loosened when I heard an ambulance ringing nearby.
"Boss move!" A shout came and my eyes looked past Marco who was standing before us. Luca had a gun aimed at us. I snatched the gun from Marco's hand and shot, continuously. Luca's body shook at the impact and then he collapsed to the ground like a sack. Everything happened so fast that I didn't even regard anything. The air seemed to get thicker with the deafening silence that followed. My chest heaved up and down at the realization of their terror. Luca raised his head, looking over at us with tears leaving his eyes. "I'm sorry." He uttered before falling unconscious.
"No!" A shriek left their mother before she started to run to him. Marco was hot on his heels. "Call the ambulance!" Somebody shouted. While Chiara's grip on my shirt loosened and her eyes fell shut. I stopped breathing. The gun dropped from my hand, and I stared at her face, unmoving.
"Bro! Bro! Hey!" Junior shook me. I glanced at him. "Get your shit together man! I have to leave before the feds get here. I'll come to you. Do you understand me? Fuck!" My gaze looked at the mess around us. "Bro! Fuck! Storm, look after him!" I watched Junior running away with his men. And then it's like my senses were returned to me again. And pain was the first feeling I registered. My body shook and tears streamed as I looked down at the unconscious woman in my arms. What just happened?