Third person p. o. v
When Emily got home from work, she changed into her clubbing clothes and got ready for the night ahead of her. She entered the lift and made her way down to the bottom floors kitchen to wait for the other girls. When they were finally ready, they joined Emily in the kitchen for a few minutes before making their way to the front door.
Blake had heard them coming and got ready to slip the tracker into Emily’s handbag. As they rounded the corner, Blake walked into Emily, quickly slipping the tracker in without anyone seeing, and apologized before looking her up and down.
He couldn’t help but stare at the gorgeous queen in front of him. His Queen he thought to himself. Blake apologized one more time before tearing his eyes away from Emily and making his way to Dylan’s room, where the other boys were waiting for him. The boys in Dylan’s room watched as the girls got into one of the cars that were parked out front and drove off.
Blake quickly entered the room and told the boys that the tracker was planted. “Now all we need is a car” Blake said, wondering where they were going to get a car from. They had come to Emily’s house in her car and there are no more cars parked out front.
“We will just borrow one of Emily’s” Dylan answered, shrugging like it was no big deal. But Blake didn’t miss the look of fear that that passed through his eyes. However, he chose to ignore it for now and focus on the task at hand.
Dylan told everyone to wait by the front door and he will get the car. He entered the code and made his way to B1, the basement. He opened up the ramp, took one of Emily’s black vans {they normally use on missions} and drove up the ramp to the others who were waiting by the door, completely gobsmacked. Obviously, they didn’t expect the floor to transform into a ramp. That and they got a pretty good look at the inside, filled with expensive/fast cars and motorbikes.
The boy’s climb into the van and start driving to the club the girls chose. Thanks to the tracker, they knew exactly where they are. When the boys arrive at the club, they see the three girls dancing like crazy. And most of the men in the club were staring at them with lust clear in their eyes. Either they didn’t know or they just didn’t care because they were unfazed by the lust filled gazes and didn’t look like they would stop anytime soon. The boys split up and went to the dance floor. Well, everyone except Blake and Alex. They went to the bar for some drinks.
As the bartender was handing Blake his drink, the sound of gunshots rang through the room, above the sound
of music. Ten men in black surrounded the club blocking all the exits. Shots were fired and many people were already dead, including the DJ, keeping the music the same.
Emily, Ashley and Lara had their guns out, shooting the intruders along with Blake and Alex. By now, most of the men in black were dead and only three remained. Emily turned around and shot one in the head. Unfortunately, she didn’t see the man behind her who was about to shoot her. However, Alex saw the man and before the bullet could hit her, Alex pushed her out of the way, taking a bullet in the stomach. He fell to the ground, putting pressure on the wound, trying to stop the blood. Emily screamed shooting the last two men before running over to Alex.
Emily fell to her knees and lifted her brothers head into her lap, softly cradling it while whispering promises in his ear. Promises she did not know if she could keep. “I am so sorry for what I did, I truly am and I would do anything to go back I time and be the brother you deserve” Alex whispered, temporarily stopping Emily’s rambling.
Emily’s p. o. v
I forgive him. I truly forgive him. I just got my big brother back I can’t lose him again. I won’t lose him again. I looked around me to see everyone but my friends are dead. That or they escaped which means the cops will be alerted and most likely show up soon. “QUICK, GET HIM INTO THE CAR. I HAVE AN INFIRMARY AT MY HOUSE BUT WE NEED TO BE QUICK.” I yelled at no one in particular.
Levi, Dylan and Blake lifted him up carefully and started caring him to one of my vans. I was angry at them for taking one of my cars but now is not the time, I will deal with that later. While we were in the car rushing back to the house, I called one of our gangs’ main doctors and ordered her to meet us at my house.
10 minutes later we pulled into the driveway. I saw Sarah waiting by the door looking confused until she saw the boys taking Alex out of the van. I unlocked the door and we all ran to the elevator. I entered the code needed to get into the infirmary and turned my attention to Alex. “You need to stay awake for me, I can’t lose you. Please.” I begged him, something I very rarely do. In reply, he just weakly lifted his and creased my cheek.
When the lift opened up, we ran into the infirmary and laid Alex on the surgery bed while the doctor prepared for surgery. I put on some scrubs as well and got the equipment needed considering I will be assisting Sarah in this operation. I have been in a situation before where one of the younger members of my gang needed immediate medical attention but there was no one close enough to help him other than me. Because of that, he died in my arms.
He died for me and I couldn’t save him. After that, I learnt how to preform simple operations’ and a few other medical tricks. I won’t let Alex die, I am going to do everything I can to save him, just like he saved me. Sarah pushed everyone but me out of the surgery room and started operating on Alex. As we were about to give him a sedative to knock him out, I whispered one last thing to him. “don’t die on me”