Chapter 44: Chapter 44
“Oh my God! Ma! Ma!” Crying profusely watching her body lie lifeless on the gurney been rolled into the emergency unit by the team yelling at each other on her vitals. Wiping my tears for the umpthenth time I run along with them pulling up to another hallway towards a closed door.
“We are losing her pulse! We are losing her pulse!” One of the emergency nurse announce causing my heart to sink as my leg almost gave out hyperventilating in cause. I didn't even realize we've reached the doors before I got stopped.
"I’m sorry you can’t go in there." Standing on a tiptoe looking above the nurse head crying as I watch them roll my mother into another room behind closed doors. She continues. "Just wait here, we will do all we can to save her but I need you to help me here ma'am." Her hands take a grip on my arms forcing me to look at her sympathizing face. Sniffing, wiping my face, I give a nod watching her rush behind the closed doors and into the room. The shadow beside me have me falling into the arms of my brother burying my head in his chest.
"Luc! Oh my god!" I cry harder hiccupping at intervals.
"Heyy. Shhh." He coos rubbing my hair like he does whenever I worry too much. "She's going to be okay." That has my head rise up looking at him conflicting his words because he is as usual trying to protect me like he always does. Just like when we were little, my dog ate something that poisoned his liver but Lucien told me he will be fine and I shouldn’t worry . I believed him like any little sister who looks up to her big brother and prayed everyday only to find out later from him that my dog died before the could get to the doctor, I was devatested to say the least, crying for days. Pa had to send me to Spain to spend sometime with my grandparents to help me get over the death of my dog. So I know ma won't make it, he just want me to be comforted by his words. Still, I wasn’t having it, my hands flying in the air, pulling my hair, fanning my heated face, wiping my tears.
"I don’t know luc. I... I... I tried to... the bullet... I didn’t...will she..." I couldn't make a complete
sentence without breaking down like a little kid. I want to be strong but seeing the massive amount of blood on her stomach in addition to her bruises has me in a panic state.
"She will pull through." He says pulling me back in his arms as I cry harder choking on my own sobs.
"Princess." Hearing his voice took my head up meeting his remorseful eyes on us, behind him is Alexei, Ivan and Kirill. His grey held mine sorrowful, calling for me as I rush into his arms crying harder than ever. I needed his love, his embrace, his comfort because all seems to crumple at my feet and I just hate the feeling. Ella was standing at the corner eyes red and pitiful. I want them to tell me it will be alright but they can't.
Sobbing uncontrollably. "Elijah." He tilts my head up drying my wet face. Choking and stuttering. "I don’t know what is happening." I admit softly still in tears looking for unknown answers in his grey pools, the flashing memory evades my senses.
One moment we were all in a perturbed state, I knew Ma was ready to take the leap knowing she wouldn’t pick any of her kids but sacrifice herself, the odds were heavily against Lucien who was farther away from her and Ella paces behind him so it was just left with me alone standing in front of her. As soon as Leandro's count down began I had so many thoughts racing through my mind, Ella is pregnant with Lucien's baby and she is yet to tell him, Lucien has her, myself but never my mum but I had those few hours I will forever cherish most; that is why I did what I had to do so she could see her son get married, sit on the throne and sing sweet melodious Italian to her grand child. I couldn’t let her die. But the most shocking thing happened when I wrapped myself around her in a protective embrace, in a flash she has me turned as she took her previous position and the gun went off with a soft gasp escaping her lips. In shock, teary eyes looking down to my stomach on what I thought I could avoid but didn’t.
Her eyes flutters close falling limp on my body. Screaming, my legs fail me crumpling with her to the floor in my arms. Slowly I watch as her bloody hand reach for my face caressing it lovingly, a distant smile sitting on her lips looking at my face. "Ti amo piccola." She struggles saying those words before her eyes finally get to a close.
My mouth opens in shock watching, waiting for her to blink, nothing. Shakily, my hands goes to brush the tendrils off her face hoping my touch wakes her up, nothing. Reality vividly slapping me with it's ugly mockery, a loud wail escapes my lips crying to the point I blink the
black dots wanting to consume me. Expelling deeply, I pull her closer caressing her face, in a soft whisper calling for her no answer, I call again hoping I get something sort of a reward, nothing. The tears fall down my eyes as soon soft cries once again turns into loud wails hugging her with my face resting on hers.
I didn't know how long I cried or called for her to wake up but a hand touched me looking at the stranger, a familiar grey eyed stranger. I didn’t even know what to say instead I cried harder with her in my arms looking at Elijah.
"Help me." Was the only thing I ask before taking my eyes to the body of my mother in my arms flinching at the sudden graze on my foot. Looking closely I meet Leandro's hollow eyes staring right back at me, a hole inbetween his brows. I would have been happy, joyous even any other day but not today. He truly got the last laugh even in death. Ella falls in front of me saying something just by the movement of her lips, only that the sounding rings in my head prevents me to understand her. Soon after Ma's body was plucked from my grip by Lucien rushing out of the suite which snaps me out of the trance as I went after him hot on his heels to the ambulance outside the building watching him situate her on the little bed sitting beside her looking lost. I was so scared to make a move watching her still form and Lucien absent eyes holding her hand and placing soft kisses on it.
"Go." Seeing Elijah by my side once again. "I will meet you at the hospital."
"Come back to me Nia." He says touching my cheeks softly snapping me into reality check, back to his beautiful eyes, thick sexy velvety voice that gives me assurance of a life time. Sniffing, he says. "I have asked she be moved to the private room so you can be with her." Once again the feeling crept in my chest as fresh tears builds in my eyes. "Don’t. Stop crying. She will pull through." Wiping off the lone tear which escaped before pulling me into his strong arms kissing my hair even as my breathing is erratic and strained.
I want to believe so, I really do but that sinking sand drags me deeper and farther away from that little light called HOPE.