Carters POV
6 years ago
My guys and I have another huge mission. The man we were working for doesn't exactly know who we are looking for, just that he's the largest mob boss in the entire country. He has recently been threatening our employers daughter and he wants him caught and dead. We all keep an eye out when James notices a short built man who we've worked for before. We've been made. Men start to walk towards us. We signal for each other to causally leave the building through the front door. As we make our way out we get caught in the parking lot. Liam and Parker travel along with Aidan. James and I travel in my car. We have nowhere we can go. We're tapped. "What can we do for you fellas?" Liam asks with a smile. "We're just here to shut you up is all." One of the men say. "Shut us up? From saying what?" Parker says. "You know exactly what." The man from before walks from behind them, brushing his coat to the side to reveal his weapon. "Mr. Charles! How nice to see you. What brings you to this charity event?" James ignores the threat as if there was nothing wrong. I step out from behind everyone to stand my ground. "I don't see a problem sir. We're done for the night and we need to get going." I exclaim, showing my weapon as well. He smirks at me. "I know what you're doing here. Dalfonso sent you. He wants me dead. And just as I hired you, he did the same. How foolish." He chuckles while pointing his gun straight at me. Without flinching I laugh. "You're just going to shoot innocent people? What kind of man would that make you? Oh, I almost forgot you do it everyday." Without even finishing my sentence James, Liam, Aidan, Parker and I shoot down all his men leaving him. He can barley blink before he realizes what happened. "I applaud you. You're a talented bunch of men. Too bad you'll have to die." Clapping at our performance until he cocks the trigger before shooting. It's easy to dodge and get away from. "Is it time boss?" Aidan asks with a smirk. I nod my head running my fingers through my hair. Charles has 5 guns to his head when we hear a gunshot. Then a loud thud to my left. James is on the concrete bleeding from his abdomen. I look up at Charles with pure rage as the other guys grab James covering his wound and putting him in my car. I use every ounce of strength in me to punch Charles in the face. It makes him fly backwards and fall on his back. I shoot his leg, making sure to hit a large artery. I jump in my car as the others do in theirs. We rush James to the hospital. "James you better not die on me! Think about that time I got stabbed, I made sure to stay for you. Remember when you told me you'd pay me back for helping you out with that girl? You owe me man. You can't die. You owe me. I owe you still too. I still need to pay you back for so much time and deeds you've done over the years. Damn it James! You're my brother. Don't fucking die!" I try keeping him conscious for the ride until we rush his to the ER. He gets a room instantly and goes into surgery without any waiting. We wait for what feelings like days. I'm pacing the hospital waiting room like a basket case. "Carter he'll be okay, stop being a pussy and chill." Liam reassures me. I look at him with a worried look. "I know... I've just... never let something like this happen... I'm our leader and James got wounded. When has that ever happened?" I keep pacing. Aidan puts a hand on my shoulder. "He's going to be okay boss. You couldn't have known there was a snipper." The doctor walks in to tell us he's stable and he's resting in a room. We go see him. I sit beside his bed all night without sleeping making sure his heart doesn't stop. The other guys go home and tell me they will come back in the morning. I talk to James all night. "James remember when Mum and Dad went away for a weekend and we threw a party and broke Dads expensive computer." I laugh. "We were so stupid. And now look at us? Getting shot and shit. Saving the world together, just like SuperMan bud. Just like you wanted. You are a real superhero. You'd always tell me that was your biggest dream. You made it bud. Now you need to come back to me to continue your dream, okay? Please come back to me. I need you James. I love you. You're my world. You make my dark days light. You make my stress disappear. You are my light. You're my brother. Blood or not. You're my brother." I hold his hand as he lays there. My eyes fill with tears. "You're the only reason I'm alive. You're the reason I can even breathe. I wouldn't be able to go on without you buddy. We have so many plans and adventures to go on. You can't be done."
James doesn't wake up for a couple days until one day I come back to the hospital after going home for the night and the doctor approaches me while I'm walking towards James's room. "Good morning, Mr Davis. Do you mind if I have a word with you? I suggest you sit down." He gestures for me to sit on the couch in a small waiting room area. "I unfortunately have to report that your brother did not make it through the night. He had extreme internal bleeding in his stomach and he wasn't able to be saved." I'm frozen. With those words, nothing fucking matters. I'm mad, annoyed, sad, desperate and restless. I feel everything and nothing all at once. My world is gone. My little brother. He's gone. It's my fault that my brother was in pain, and now he's gone. I walk to James's room to see an empty bed. "Where the fuck is he?" I demand "I-I... he was just there." The doctor is shocked. "So do dead men walk now!?" I'm angry. I yell at a nurse to find him. They search the whole hospital for him. But he's gone. Never to be seen again. We couldn't even have a proper funeral for him. Everyone we know came to celebrate his life. He was loved by everyone he met. He was a perfect man. He was kind and thoughtful. Compassionate and strong. He was my little brother and now he's gone.
The rest of our group stopped working in that field of work after James's death. Except me. I kept going because I thought it would give me piece of mind. Or maybe I'd die on a mission and get what I deserve for putting my little brother in danger. He was my superhero. He always will be.
When I met Amber, it was the first time I felt okay. It was the first time I felt full. The first time I was happy. I could smile without feeling guilty. I still miss James every fucking day, but Amber makes everything okay. She pulls me back to earth when I'm getting lost in my head. She's filled the emptiness I have had since the day he died. She really makes me happy. I love that girl so much.