Song~ Lights Are On - Tom Rosenthal



"Oh sweet, sweet, Diovanna. How we have missed you." He coos.

I scoff. 'Go fuck yourself.' I sign to him, making my way to the knifes in the kitchen.

"Why would I do that when you can do it for me?" He says sweetly.

I shutter at his words. Their hands, they will always taint me.

I shake off the thought and focus back on the ugly ass mother fucker in front of me.

'No one in their right mind will want to fuck you're two inch dick.' I laugh out. I don't think he found that very funny. But I did.

If he was a cartoon character, I'm pretty sure he would have smoke coming out his ears.

Men and their fucking petty egos.

He lunges at me but I quickly dodge it and land a punch to his gut before running and grabbing a steak knife.

Fuck I knew I should have brought my knife.

He smirks when he sees the knife in my hand. "You think that can keep you safe? If only boss would let me slit your pretty fucking throat!" He seethes, his Russian accent prominent.

'You think I'm pretty?' Now this, this must have struck a nerve as he came at me sweeping my legs.

I rolled over and got to my feet before lunging at him catching him by surprise and hitting his face.

I punched his ugly ass face over and over. Blood was pouring out of his mouth and nose but I didn't stop, not until his hand came up and yanked my hair back before slamming my head into the cabinet.

Black spot cloud my vision but I blink them away and get to my feet.

He took that chance to come behind me when I was clearing my vision.

He kicked the back of my knees causing me to crash to the floor. Is this bitch serious.

He got on top of me and started punching my face. I felt blood trickle down my head, but the adrenaline pumping in my veins allowed me to feel absolutely no pain though.

Using a lot of my strength, I brought my knee up, hitting his puny dick and then kicked his ass off of me making him hit the counter and groan in pain.

I took his distraction moment to jump him, grab his arm and twist it till I heard the satisfying crack of his arm breaking.

Music to my ears.

I push him away from me before grabbing a butcher knife and a fucking frying pan off the counter.

"You have gotten better I see." He states from the ground looking up at me.

'I'm not some weak little girl anymore, and I'll fucking kill you' I tell him before swinging the damn frying pan and hitting him in the face.

He is definitely concussed.

Good.

I smirk at his body, laying on the floor like a starfish. Fuck I'm tired. I slide down the kitchen cabinet and sit on the floor a couple feet away from Igor taking a breather.

Igor suddenly jumped up and ran to me. I moved out the way and his knife hit the cabinets.

I crawled out between his legs and got behind him. I stabbed him in the back at the same time he swung his arm back, the knife piercing my stomach, inches away from my spine.

I stopped, my breath hitched in my throat as my hands let go of the knife in his upper back and I collapsed to the floor.

"You- you thought i would let you win sweetheart." He asks, an expression of pain on his face.

"Not anymore, we are coming for you. And when we do, we will make you watch as we burn everyone and everything you love." He pauses, moving closer to my ear. "Besides, Aleksei misses you." He whispers in my ear, leaving a kiss on my neck before standing to his full height.

Ew, ew, ew, someone pour bleach on me.

"Oh and by the way, one wrong move. And that knife in your stomach can hit your spinal cord, causing full paralysis. That would make our jobs much easier." He states.

I don't care, just kill me already. I'm so tired.

He rips the knife out his back, dropping it to the floor before rushing to the window and leaving.

I couldn't focus on him, all i could do was repeat his words in my head.

"We are coming for you."

I knew that, but the reality is finally hitting me.

"we will make you watch as we burn everyone and everything you love."

Please don't hurt them.

I can't do this anymore.

I don't want to live like this anymore.

Maybe I can keep them safe, i could try to fight, to stay alive. But is that really want? All my life is, is pain. So why live the pain?

Besides, I'm putting my family, and my friends in danger just by being with them. I can't do that to them.

They didn't choose to be related to me.

So wouldn't they be better off without me?

But as I think of giving up, Rylee's disappointed face plays in my head. She always wanted to escape, to live life to the fullest. But she never got that chance, and here I am alive and wanting to give up.

I don't get to be selfish, I don't get to end it here. No, I'm going to fight, I'm gonna live, if not for me. Then for Rylee.

I have to try.

"What the hell happened in here! Diovanna!" I hear someone shout, but their voice is muffled. Like my head is under water.

Fuck, come on, just keep my eyes open.

"Elijah! Elijah! Sebastian!" I believe Ares shouts as he crouches down in front of me.

Heavy footsteps are heard and before I can even blink. Through my blurry vision, there stands everyone in this house.

Sebastian, Antonio, Domenico, Elijah, Ares, Luca, Matteo, Lucian, and even Giavanna.

Elijah and Ares are by my side. "We have to move her to the hospital wing!" Ares shouts at Elijah.

"We move her, and that knife shifts. She becomes paralyzed, do you want that!?" Elijah exclaims panicked.

'You have to stabilize the knife before moving me onto a straight platform and taking me to the hospital' I sign, but no one listens. They aren't looking!

Please look, look at my hands. Please listen this time, just this once.

Tears of frustration prick my eyes.

"Stop!" Sebastians voice booms. "She just signed that we need to stabilize the knife before moving her onto a straight platform and taking her to the hospital !" He voices what I couldn't.

Thank you, thank you fratello.

Elijah nods at my sentence before leaving.

Lucian's eyes lock with mine and I move my hand for him to come closer, he does.

'It was Igor.' I sign to him as my hands begin to shake uncontrollably, he intakes a sharp breath of air.

Then a thought comes to mind.

How ironic, the assassin named Dove, was taught by the Blood Doves, and now has blood on her.

I want to laugh but I can't.

Blood drips out the side of my mouth as my breathing slows and the light slowly starts to fade.

The last thing I could do before loosing consciousness was sign, 'Call Nik'.

He can help.



I texted Diovanna to tell her that the 'job' she asked me to do was done. Really, I was telling her that Devon was safe in one of my safe houses.

She never answered though.

She didn't read it, she didn't reply with any snarky comments, not even something to try and damage my 'huge oversized ego' as she calls it.

Now, she may be an annoying girl with one hell of an attitude, that causes me to not like her so much. What I would do to fix that attitude, but I don't. But I am kinda worried.

But only a smidge.

I'm going to shrug off the feeling of worry because it is about 1:30 AM and she might actually be sleeping for once.

But she never sleeps, at least not at 1:00 AM.

I decide to get a drink from my kitchen when my phone rings. I pick it up, hoping to see Diovanna's name on my phone. But to my disappointment it is just Lucian.

I answer on the third ring. "What?" I ask, my voice a bit raspy.

"I- fuck- it's Dio." And just that sentence caused my heart rate to pick up and my breath to get caught in my throat.

"What happened?" I find myself immediately asking.

"Igor Aleksandr, he is a Russian assassin. Dio and I had met him at the boarding school. He stabbed her in the kitchen tonight." He breathed out like it pains him to say it.

Hell, it pains me to hear it.

"Fuck!" I exclaim, anger seeping through my tone.

"I'll get Atlas down here and we will call Casandra to come over. We will see if we can track him down." I tell him my plan for now.

"I would be there but I don't think her brothers would be too happy to see me there." I add, letting out a humorless chuckle.

"Alright man, thank you. I'll keep you updated. They're moving her to the hospital now." He tells me.

"Alright, I will update you with what we have here. Bye" and with that I hang up the call.

I call Atlas and Casandra over to help me find Igor.

We have someone to kill.



Blood.

I'm used to blood, I shoot and I kill. Blood has always been a part of my life. But the blood that coats my hand right now, it's so different.

It's my sister's blood.

Diovanna's blood, is all over my hands.

It's all over my shirt.

My pants.

My shoes.

Everywhere.

Even after she was moved to the hospital wing of the house, I stayed rooted in my spot. Staring at the blood that coats the kitchen floor.

Her blood.

If I had just come downstairs sooner. If I had heard the noise. If I had just got the fuck out my bed and came downstairs, she might not be in the hospital with a stab wound in the stomach.

"Ares." I hear Sebastian call out.

I don't move, I don't look away from the blood, and I don't acknowledge his presence.

"Ares, let's go." He tells me, a voice laced with pain.

I can't, I can't move. I want to shout, but the overwhelming guilt causes the words to be caught in my throat.

Sebastian puts his hand on my shoulder and turns my gaze away from the blood on the floor. "It's not your fault." And that one sentence causes a lifetime of pent up emotions to spill.

Because it is my fault, I'm her older brother, I'm supposed to protect her.

I failed her.

No matter how many times I hit a punching bag, or kick some guys ass in an underground fight, the feeling of being sad never left me.

The feeling of being a failure.

Like I can't do anything right in my life.

That I'm a mistake.

Maybe if I had begged our father not to send Dio away, she wouldn't be so closed off. She would hang out with us, and she would have grown up with us protecting her from little boys.

She would have had a loving sister to share her secrets with. We could have ate ice cream past our bed times together like we used too.

But we didn't get to do that. I didn't beg my father. I didn't beg for my little sister to stay, and I lost her. I cant do anything right.

I wipe the tears from my eyes and pull back from Sebastian. "Let's go." Is all I say before walking away and to the hospital wing of the house.

I hear him sigh but he says nothing as he follows me back to the hospital wing.

Please be okay.

~/~/~

We all sit scattered around the waiting room while Elijah and one of his best surgeons helps him out during the surgery.

We have been sitting here for over four hours without any news.

Sebastian has called our uncles and they are looking to see what happened. Or trying too, apparently someone hacked the cameras and it was playing on a five minute loop the whole time until Diovanna's bloody body was shown laying on the floor.

Our uncles should be telling the rest of the family as we speak.

I close my eyes but as soon as I do the double doors to the surgery wing are slammed open. I snap my eyes open and stand up the second Elijah walks out, blood coating his scrubs.

"How is she?!" Sebastian asks before Elijah can utter a word.

He sighs, "she is in a coma, it seems as if she had fought the attacker. Her knuckles are bruised pretty badly, bruises coat a lot of her body, especially her face and neck. Her head seems to have been slammed into something or she was forcefully hit in the head. Her brain swelled and the coma will allow her brain time to rest and the swelling to go down." Elijah breathes out.

"As for the knife, it was hard but we managed to pull it out without hitting her spinal cord or further damaging any internal organs. So that should heal just fine." He finishes off explaining her injuries.

"So she will be okay?" Matteo practically whispers. This is the first time he spoke all night.

"I believe so, I'm just not sure.." Elijah trails off.

"You're not sure of what!" I snap at him.

He closes his eye taking a deep breath before speaking. "I'm not sure if she will wake up." He finishes. Oh Gosh.

Please be okay Diovanna, we need you.

I need you.

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A/N: sorry this took so long, I'm trying to be there for my mom and taking care of my little brother.

This chapter was a little bit of a vent for me, so yeah. If anyone needs to talk don't hesitate to message me.

Thanks for being patient with me guys.

Bye hoes<3