Chapter 132

Spade was determined he'd catch someone today, he wouldn't leave here without catching the person who shot at Matteo, this wasn't like Liam when he left without finding out anything, he would find the person who shot at Matteo.

He ran through each stairs, stepping on crunched leaves and dirty paper bags, his eyes was looking around frantically, searching for the person.

It didn't take long before he spotted the person, the fool hadn't seen him yet, he was so going to enjoy killing him, he walked gently until he stopped behind the man, that was when the man noticed and when he turned around, Spade didn't waste anytime as he landed the first blow on the man, his face was masked but Spade knew he had hit him

He groaned out as he used his leg to hit Spade's leg, sending the man flying but he was quick to use his hand to rest on the concrete floor, stopping his fall.

The masked man used this as an opportunity as he quickly scrambled up, picking up his gun, about to run away, probably to set up somewhere no one would see him again, but Spade pulled himself up and quickly grabbed him by his jacket and pulled him back, he hit the man's head on the closest pillar, hearing the crack sound of his face, the man stumbled back and forth, trying to grab his gun, possibly to shot Spade, but Spade was quick to shove him to the ground.

He straddled the masked man and started delivering punches to his face, hearing the way his knuckles broke bones in the man's face, he could see the way the man's eyes was rolling back.

He quickly yanked the black mask off and saw the man's face bloodied, he didn't even recognize the bastard, he grabbed the gun from the man and used the butt to hit his face, hearing his head hit the concrete floor, he sighed out and watched the passed out man on the ground.

He was breathing hard, looking at his knuckles, they had turned completely red, he knew they were bruised too, but that was not his problem, he was more focused on Matteo.

He dragged the man with him, not caring if he was hitting his head on the stairs, he would take him with him to his house.

He stopped on the ground floor and his eyes quickly found Stefano, who was still craddling Matteo's head on his laps, his hands covered in blood as he tried to stop the bleeding, seeing Matteo's eyes almost closed and he wasn't moving again, Spade felt his heart stop.

He rushed towards them and stopped in front of them "why are his eyes closed"? Spade grunted out and that's when Matteo moved, groaning out again, Spade sighed out.

"Help me get him up" he muttered, before they both pulled Matteo up, he groaned again, they managed to drag him from that spot, it was now covered in his blood as they took him out, Stefano's eyes landed on the passed out man, Spade had dragged down with him.

"He was the shooter" he grunted out before they stepped out with Matteo, opening the back of the car, Stefano stepped in first and Spade helped him put Matteo in with him, Stefano placed Matteo's head on his thighs, as he continued placing pressure on the wound, hearing the blonde groan was making his stomach churn, he kept praying and hoping nothing happened to Matteo.

In minutes Spade had walked out again and dragged the passed out man with him, he walked over to the trunk of the car and pushed the man inside before closing it shut and walked back to the driver's seat, he turned the key on, taking a quick glance at Matteo and Stefano at the back before he drove out of the place, increasing his speed.

He didn't bother stopping again, as he swerved through traffic passing car after car, now he was beginning to regret why his house was so far away from the city

Stefano was looking at Matteo, seeing everything about the blonde's face, he had gone pale, his lips gone darker than usual and his breathing was shallow, his eyes were half closed and half opened.

With each speed bump Spade hit, Matteo groaned out and this did nothing to ease Stefano's nerves, he wished he could take the blonde's pain away right at this moment.

He saw Matteo's eyes closing, he quickly tapped on his cheek "hey hey, stay with me Matteo, please keep your eyes open" he rushed out, placing his ear to the blonde's nose, he let out a sigh of relief when he felt hot air hitting his face, he looked up and his eyes came in contact with Spade through the mirror and he nodded subtly, making Spade to let out a sigh of his own

He increased his speed and soon enough they were easing into the compound, he stopped in front of his own small building and he rushed out helping Matteo out with Stefano right beside him.

He would come back for the man in the trunk of the car later.

He helped Stefano open the door and the moment they walked into the house, Nate was stood in the living room as he rushed towards them, pulling Spade and checking his body, completely oblivious of Matteo and Stefano.

"Oh my God, are you okay"? He rushed out "whose blood is this? Are you hurt? I knew I shouldn't have let you go" he rushed out and Spade just sighed out, his eyes looking tired

"Hey baby, hey it's not mine, it doesn't belong to me" he muttered before he felt Nate quickly look at Stefano who was laying Matteo on the couch, the blonde was still bleeding but he was still awake.

Nate rushed to him and crouched down close to him "Matteo" he called out his voice shaking, he tried to touch the blonde but his hands were shaking

Matteo just smiled crookedly "hey little brother" he mumbled out, and that even broke Nate more as he gasped out, feeling his whole body shake with emotions

Spade and Stefano were already getting the first aid box, a bowl of water and some towels, they brought it and Spade helped Nate to get up, moving him so Stefano could have enough space.

Nate looked at him as he opened the bottle of whiskey, he soaked a huge cotton wool and pressed it firmly on the wound, Matteo groaned and shook as he shut his eyes tight

"Are you sure you know what you're doing"? Nate asked and Stefano just hummed

"Trust me I do know what I'm doing, pass me the scissors" he muttered to Spade and he was quick to pass it to Stefano

"Hold this" he muttered letting Spade's hand to press down on the cotton wool, Matteo was still squirming, Stefano poured the whiskey on the scissors before he slowly looked at Spade "you can let it go now" Spade nodded and let it go.

Spade looked at Stefano and when he opened the wound, it was a deep hole, Spade could see the bullet in it, he looked at Nate and the young man looked horrified, he got up and stood in front of Nate

"Aren't you supposed to take him to a hospital"? He whispered and Spade just sighed out

"Trust me, it's better this way" he muttered before he walked away from Nate and went back to Matteo, he crouched down and watched as Stefano pulled the bullet out, he quickly took one of the towels and covered the wound, stopping the blood, he was surprised how Matteo was still conscious, the man had lost a lot of blood already.

Stefano pulled the cotton wool and dropped it on the ground, he passed Spade the bandage and the man quickly ripped it open and handed it to him, he quickly removed the towel, the bleeding had somehow stopped and he covered it with the bandage.

By now Matteo was already passed out, but the small rise and fall of his chest indicated he was still breathing.

Both their hands were covered in blood, Stefano sighed out and placed his head on the couch, just beside Matteo's hand, obviously exhausted.

Spade just gave him a light tap on the back

"Good work Stefano" he muttered before he pulled his phone out and called his doctor, telling the man what happened, so he would know what to bring to treat the blonde.

Stefano had stopped the bleeding and taken out the bullet, Matteo still needed drugs, he'd lost too much blood.

*****

Seeing Spade walk into the house with blood on his shirt, Nate didn't know how he felt at that moment.

Fear, deep rooted fear settled in his chest, his stomach churned with anxiety

He thought something had happened to Spade, he knew he shouldn't have let the man go in the first place, but when Spade had told him it wasn't his blood, only then did he realize that Matteo was leaning against an equally bloodied Stefano.

The fear was still in his heart, he didn't want anything to happen to Matteo either, especially knowing he hadn't settled the fight between Spade and Matteo.

And when the blonde called him little brother, that just sent his emotions spiralling out of control.

He almost cried in that moment, but now everything was okay, Matteo was fine, sleeping in the guest bedroom with Stefano by his side, the doctor had come to check on him, Spade's personal doctor and he confirmed that Matteo was okay and nothing was wrong with him

Now he could finally breathe, the doctor had left a few minutes ago, and now Nate sat on the bed in Spade's room, his hands on his thighs as he nervously pinched at them.

He heard the door open and he knew Spade had walked in, but he didn't bother looking up, the man stopped in front of him before he crouched down to his eyes level, placing his hands on Nate's, they weren't bloody like before, he had washed them at the kitchen sink, but his clothes were still bloody.

Nate felt his stomach churn as he saw the blood.

"Hey" Spade rasped out, his eyes looked tired and exhausted, but Nate ignored him, not saying anything to him, he sighed out and started playing with Nate's slender finger

"I'm sorry" he muttered out and Nate just scoffed out before he pulled his hand away from Spade's hold, he got up and walked a few paces away from Spade, running his hands through his hair

Spade sighed out and got up, he stood just behind Nate "you're mad at me I get it, but I'm sorry" he whispered

"No, no you don't get it" Nate spat out before he turned around and faced Spade "you weren't the one at home worried sick, having so many scenarios playing in my head, I could barely even sit down and then you come back bloodied and Matteo was shot" he almost yelled, Spade just clenched his jaw and shut his eyes

"You have no idea how scared I was when I saw you walk in with blood all over you" Nate whispered out

Spade gently pulled him by his shirt, and placed his hands on either side of his hips "I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to scare you like that" he muttered, Nate didn't seem to be pacified by this as he pulled Spade's hands from his hip, taking a step away from the man.

"I told you it was a trap but you didn't listen, what if you were shot or worse, what if Matteo died, all for what? Just so you can do what then"? Nate gritted out, okay this wasn't going as easy as Spade had thought

"Baby... You have to understand that things like this happens all the time, if I was shot it wouldn't be the first time and probably wouldn't be the last" he explained and saw the flabbergasted and unbelievable look in Nate's eyes, the young man scoffed again.

"So that's supposed to make me feel any better"? He asked, before he turned around and walked over to the other side of the bed, sitting himself down on the bed, completely ignoring Spade.

Spade didn't know how to deal with this side of Nate, he didn't want to say something that would only make things worse, and he didn't know of it was wise to leave Nate alone.

He could understand the man's anger but it's not like he went there with the intention of getting anyone hurt, especially not Matteo.

He sighed out and turned to look at Nate who had his back to him.

"I know you're mad baby, but I'm sorry and I don't have any excuse to give at all, but I just want you to know that this is my life, I can't change it, this is what being a mafia boss looks like, shit will always follow me anywhere I go, it's not always rosy and I'll understand if you need space from me, from all this" he paused as if wanting to add something but instead he just walked into the bathroom

Nate sighed out shutting his eyes, he wasn't mad at Spade for what happened, obviously it wasn't the man's fault, but he couldn't shake the feeling of fear that had settled in his chest.

He didn't want to believe that somehow, Spade may have been the one that was shot, he couldn't possibly live with himself if anything had happened to Spade.

In his life of pain and suffering, Spade and Matteo were the only nice and good thing he had now, he couldn't risk loosing either of them.

He wasn't even mad per say, he was just sad and stressed out and the fact the he grew up in this kind of dangerous and uncertain life was eating at him, he'd seen this happen so many times with his father, blood wasn't his favourite thing to gaze upon, violence was something he hated so much, and seeing the man he loved.... He paused and froze, he didn't just say that did he?

He shook his head, no he was just overwhelmed, yes that's what happened.

He didn't mean to admit to himself that he loved Spade.

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Matteo didn't die, thank God ☺️☺️

And Nate just almost admitted that he loves Spade

What do you think guys?

Too soon? 🤔🤔