His Donna. (Under Revision)

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Alvin's mind was a chaotic war zone as he battled with himself. He knew that he was having a panic attack and had to snap out of it. His breathing was shallow and frantic,his hands were tightly gripping at his locks,his man bun had come undone from all the pulling and running of hands. He tried to think of his twins but he just couldn't get the image of Jason out of his mind. He knew he had most likely just imagined the whole thing up but he was sure he had heard Tiffany and Hudson confirm that they had seen him too...? No. He probably just imagined the whole thing. There's no way James was alive,he had held his lifeless body in his hands all those years ago. Had mourned the love of his life and buried him. Alvin had being among the men who carried Jason's casket. Watched as his lifeless body was lowered to the ground.

No.

Someone was playing a cruel sick joke on him and Alvin hated jokes,especially jokes involving people he loved. Alvin's anger was enough to snap him out of his self imposed prison. He disassembled his riffle and strapped it to the bag he carried at his back, pulled out a handgun and checked to see if it was loaded and got up from his position where he sat and made his way down the stairs. He could hear Tiffany's voice in his ear but paid no mind to it.

Someone was going to die for this shit.

Starting with the imposter in Jason's body.

. . .

Valentino stood by the window in his office overlooking the beautiful palm trees that lined the side of the villa. The villa was slightly deserted from the rest of civilisation but still maintained a modern day architectural style. The Vila housed 23 wings fit for an entire family of four and 108 single fully furnished rooms with adjoining bathrooms and closets. It also housed an entire wing of about sixteen offices and three huge kitchens and three dinning rooms. Underneath all this however the villa housed a torture chamber and dungeon where he spent a majority of the time taking out his frustrations on his enemies.

Today however, I spent my time in the office where i had to sort out the massive amount of paper work that has being piling up. I didn't want to but it was either work and keep my mind off Alvin or lose myself in the endless scenarios and images that my mind conjured up.

The ringing of my cellphone had me snapping out of my thoughts. Pulling the device out from my pocket told me Alvin's group was calling. Hesitantly I answered.

"Valentino we need back up"

Tiffany's loud and frantic voice had me pulling away from the phone and running towards the door where I almost collided with Alvin's hacker who I couldn't remember the name of for the life of me. He had a frantic look on his face and a laptop in his hands.

"We have a problem, we need to  send back up to the others now,it seems there's an ambush of some sort and Aurial is hurt"

"Fuck!,I just got a call from Tiffany just now let's go" I answered as I led the way to the men who would be going with me for back up. Aurial was hurt and I just hope its not too serious.

. . .

Aurial was bleeding out and fast, he was disoriented and going in and out of consciousness. The guy holding him up wasn't making it any easier for him either. From the feel of it the bullet had probably punctured his left lung. His breathing was strained and labored. Sure Aurial had been shot before but damn this felt like a whole new level of pain. He could hear a deep voice asking questions and a few grunts and answers.

"...where is he?" The deep voice asked as a tense silence went over the area.
"...should be hiding around, we got ambushed and I highly doubt it was just these two shooting up a storm at us." The idiot holding me up answered.
"Hmm,I'm sure he will come out eventually. Alvin likes to play hero and his man is in our hands,right Lincoln?" The voice drawled tauntingly.

"How the fuck..." Another voice tailed as Aurial was pushed to the side roughly making him grunt in pain.

. . .

Tiffany ended the call she had just placed for back up as she went back to looking at the situation from her position. Alvin wasn't responding and Hudson had just walked into enemy zone. She had to think of a way to get to Alvin and fast. The situation had just gotten slightly out of control. She knew Alvin was most definitely having an attack and it was not only dangerous but vulnerable for him to be having one at this time and place,she needed to get to him and try to calm him down.

Jason was alive...?

But how?

Tiff had so many questions running through her mind with no answers. She was their in Afghanistan when Jason died. She and the others had mourned him,but how....? Tiff was there when Alvin had broken down and took down a whole station of the enemy in his rage. She had been there when the army had taken Alvin off duty to sort himself out due to his suicidal missions. She had been there when Alvin was but a shell of himself....

Okay,now wasn't the time for this. She had to get to Alvin.

Looking back through her snipper riffle Tiffany realized Hudson was now being escorted by one of Jason's bodyguards. She watched as the man pushed Hudson who stumbled forward a bit. However Hutch true to his crazy nature seemed to be sassing at the man. Tiff rolled her eyes at her friend, only Hutch could be so careless of his attitude when a gun was pressed to his head. Tiffany reached for her earpiece and tried to call out to Alvin again but there was no response. Quickly she makes her way down from where she was hiding. She had to get to Alvin before he lost his mind and did something stupid again.