Victoria And The A-Team [REWRITTEN]

Chapter 32

VICTORIA

"Victor go, take your sister with you!!" Dad yells taking out his gun

"Dad no" I cry trying to go after him but Victor pulls me back

"Go!!" He growls as men with guns and wolf masks come out of our mansion shooting at us

"Son listen to your father..." mom says but Victor cuts her off

"But mom..."

"Victor you need to keep your sister safe, promise me you'll keep her safe" Victor nods holding my hand tighter, mom kisses both our foreheads before running back inside the mansion to find dad with guns in her hands shooting at the intruders

"Let's go" Victor says grabbing my hand and starts running to our cars, opening one of them he quickly pushes me in the passenger seat and was about to close the door when someone cleared their throat behind him

"Hide" he whispers closing the door and turns around, I crouch down into the seat

"Where do you think you're going?? Who's in the car??" The stranger asks

"Did you see someone??" Victor answers with a question of his own, I hear footsteps and another man says

"Boss wants him and his sister...alive"

"Where's your sister??" The first man growls but is met with silence

"..okay you won't tell me hmm, let's see how your little sister feels about being the reason her big brother dies" my heart stops beating at his words

"Vicky...little Victoria, come out come out wherever you are!!" He sings stepping closer to the window, I slowly slide down the seat covering my mouth with my hand to muffle any sound I make

"Victoria come out or your brother dies" he snarls punching into the window, a whimper escapes my lips and tears run down my cheeks

"I'm gonna count to three, 1...2...3.." another whimper escapes my lips

"I told you she's not here, why are you wasting your time" in anger the man cocked his gun and starts shooting at the car

I gasp jolting awake from another dream....I thought we moved on from having dreams about my childhood trauma, I sigh looking around and almost scream when I see Emit sitting in the dark looking at me, like how long has he been sitting there??

"Emit??" He gets up from his chair and walks up to me

"Are you okay??" He asks cupping my face and sits down next to me, I nod

"Just a nightmare...when did you come home??"

"Not long ago" I nod, Our conversations seem to be getting more awkward and forced every passing day

"When is Emily coming back??" He sighs holding my hands, it's been days since they took her.

"My love um....she's dead" my heart stops beating for a second at his words and my vision gets blurry with tears

"What??"

"When David was taking her to the hospital for a checkup two days ago, she jumped out of a moving car and was ran over by another"

"What??"

"Yeah...I'm sorry" he whispers hugging me, I frown...usually they call Dr Phillips here to check on her so why didn't they call him this time

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Slowly opening the door to Emily's bedroom I walk in and take a deep breath in inhaling her scent, it's been two days since her funeral and I've been avoiding this room completely, I still can't believe Emit wasn't playing and she's really gone...like dead and I'll never see her again, she was weird but she understood me more than anyone here, I mean now whom am I going to cry to about my confusing feelings for men I don't know??