His Mafia Protector

Chapter 9: Down in the Dumps

Chapter 9: Down in the Dumps

After I had just stopped screaming, there was a pin-drop silence. I sobbed, tears escaping my eyes. Mom...Dad...if they are both gone, that means both Cam and I were orphans. I looked at Cam and saw that he was clutching the white railing of the staircase, his knees were shaking. There were a few minute splatters of blood beside his head.

He looked like me. Lost. Confused. Shocked. In pain.

I opened my arms and not even seconds later he hurled myself at me, sobbing and clutching me as if he was hanging on for dear life. We just had each other now. I didn't even want to think about the next step.

Possibly it will be to go to a police station and report all the crimes which happened here today and then probably I would need to let Cam go with social service workers. I know, I can keep him with me, as I am an adult, but I didn't even know how to cook. Or how much my family had in terms of financial wealth. Even if I drop out of high school, will I still be able to give him the life he deserves?

I hid my face in the crook of his neck, trying not to focus on all the things going on in my head, but on that fact that at least someone was alive. I am not alone...

"Get up. Hide." These words were said by the girl because of whom I was alive, who had been staring out of the back-door window all this time. I looked at her the same time she glanced at me. Her eyes expressed urgency, even though her whole face was calm, almost aloof to the entire situation.

Cam shivered in my arms. "No, Derek, please, let's just stay here. I don't want to..." he broke off, sobbing. I felt the same way. There is no one who would miss me. Trent, Mel and others would maybe be sad for me, for a few days, but they will move on.

"Leave us here." I whispered, my eyes locking on hers from the floor. The two people who loved me—us, most in this life were lying in a pool of their own blood. Being alive meant nothing now. The crazy ninja girl clenched her jaw. "I will not say it again. Get up and hide." Her words were broken into pieces, as if she was talking to a child.

I refused her order by looking the other way and instead just held Cameron. To hell with being alive. I didn't realize my eyes were shut once again before being pulled up harshly by my forearm wrenched them open. In that motion I had let go of Cam and what I saw the next instant made my blood run cold.

She pointed one of her guns at Cam's head.

"I do not care for your feelings. I do not care for your brother. If you refuse whatever I say, one more time, I will put a bullet in his head and make you watch. And then, I will keep you alive. Do you understand?"