Xaviers pov

I run through the trees with my gun in one hand.
Nathanael and Alvar right behind me.
Vincent is hidden somewhere, ready to shoot the enemies.
And 5 bodyguards are also split up on different places.
We all chase another underboss of the russian mafia. We know it's not the underboss, who tortured Stefanie and Luna but he definitely must have known about the things that were going on. So he's also to blame.

We chase him through the forest. In a few meters there have to be a cliff, so we'll surround him. And kill him.

I run with all my speed, faster than the others. And there I can see it. The cliff.

And Bam.

I stop. Something feels off.
I look down at my body.
There's a...hole.
And blood is floating all over my body.
I touch it and look at my bloody hand. I'm so shocked I don't even realize the pain. Is there even any pain? There must be.

I only manage to look next to me and there was standing Nathanael. With the most terrified look on his face, I've ever seen on him.
And then everything is just black.

Nathanaels pov

I just stand there. I can't move. My whole body is trembling. I have to walk! Reach Xavier! Now!
But I couldn't.
I watch as Alvar runs from the back and let himself fall to the ground next to Xavier.
He grabs him by his collar and shakes him.
,,XAVIER WAKE UP. WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP" he screams angrily.
Then he begins to cry and his voice gets weaker ,,Please...just wake up" he begs now but doesn't let his body fall to the ground. Instead he lays him on his lap and tries to hold him, as if he can't let him down.
He cries silently in Xaviers chest.
We hear sirens coming nearer to us. One of our bodyguards must already have called the ambulance.

But I still couldn't move. I watch as the emergency doctors pull Xavier up, and bring him in the ambulance and talking weird things my brain can't transform into words.

I feel someone grabbing me on my collar and slap me in the face.
,,WHAT IS WITH YOU!"
Vincent.
,,WE NEED YOU! DO SOMETHING"
Vincent is literally going crazy right now.
And I wake up from my kinda trance.

I start running to the ambulance and on my way I try to distribute commands on everyone.
,,Guards, find the person who's responsible for this!
Vincent, call my father and mother!
And Alvar, come with me!"
I run into the ambulance with Alvar and make our way to the next hospital.
My hands are still trembling but I try to suppress it, by biting on my fists, and the tears are falling from my eye.
Please be alive. Please.
Alvar next to me is looking deadly in the air.

When we reached the hospital they immediately bring Xavier to the emergency department. Nobody speak or even look at us.
Alvar grabs a doctor, who wanted to run into the operation room by his arm ,,Will he die?" he says destroyed.
,,Not now" the doctor says hectically and runs through the op door.
Alvar stands there paralyzed and I let myself fall down the wall.
After a moment the rest of the family come. Vincent brought our mother, father, Xander, Danyel and Luna with him.
My mother runs in to us with a face, full of tears.
,,How is he?! Is he okay? Will he make it?" She cries out.
I reach toward her and take her in my arms.
,,I don't know" I say sad and ashamed.
This isn't in my hands now.
,,We have to trust the doctors now."

My father walks towards Alvar, who's still standing there in his position, the doctor left him.
Father is constantly driving through his hair, his sign of nervousness. He whispers something in Alvars ear I don't hear.
Probably the same thing my mother asked me.

—

After two hours Vincent comes up to me and throws his arm around my shoulder. He leans toward me and whispers in my ear. ,,We'll find him. And kill him. No not kill him. Burn him alive."
He starts laughing.
He's crazy.
He needs help.
Who thinks about this kinda things when your brother is dying. Why doesn't he think about if he will make it or not?

Then Luna speaks with a loud voice up. This is the first time she speaks since she came here.
,,I'll call Stefa. She's also a part of the family and have the right to be here with all of us.''
She pulls her phone from her pocket and calls her.
And again.
And again.
Mailbox.
,,Why...why isn't she answering?'' Luna says shocked.
Then she calls her again.
,,This can't be! She just ignores my calls on her little honeymoon!''
She calls again.
Then she puts her phone in her pocket and storms away.
She really looked angry. I've never seen her this angry and sad.
While she storms away she shouts ,,I'll just call her later again. Maybe she's on the toilet right now.''
Half an hour later she comes back, looking like her old self. I think she must've calmed herself down.
,,She's still not answering.''

—

Two hours later we still sit there silently, waiting for the OP results, when a doctor walks out of the room. He's a small doctor with no hair. He sighs deeply and looks very exhausted.
Then he walks slowly towards us.
Nobody dares to stand up and ask the doctor if Xavier's alive. There's a tense atmosphere in the air. We all are scared.
But Vincent stands up.
And walks happily to the doctor. Vincent grabs the doctor on his shoulders and looks him deeply in the eyes. And he smiles. ,,And? How was the operation? Hahaha.''
The doctor looks confused in the round and then at Vincent.
He slowly steps back from Vincent and clears his voice.
,,The patient...is still breathing. But I don't want to say that he's alive. Cause he's in koma right now. Nobody knows if he'll wake up'' he says pitiful.
My mother falls to her knees and burst out crying.
Xander punches with his fist on the wall and screams painfully.
,,This can't be...'' My father whispers speechless.
Alvar and Danyel just sit there and cry silently and exhausted.
And Luna runs to me, hugs me, and cries in my chest. I hug her back, hide my face in her hair and cry my sadness out too.
But I'm sure Xavier will open his eyes. He has to.
He was always the calmest, but at the same time has the strongest will.
And I know he wants to live. He has dreams. He wants to build his own IT store.

This all would've never happened if I'd just be more alert. I could've protected him. It's my fault.
My chest hurts so much.