"Are you ready to tell me where we're going yet?" Jacob sighed as he drove us along the road.

"We're going to see Tom Holland." I nodded. He clenched his jaw and looked at me.

"I thought that he was dead." he scoffed.

"You thought that because I wanted you to believe it. I need everyone to believe that he's dead so that my dad steps down and makes me the leader. So, we're driving to meet up with him and Harrison in order to discuss what we do next." I explained.

"Y/N, why do you care so much about Tom? The guy has been gunning for you for years, why are you wanting to protect him?" he asked, his eyes on the road as he continued to drive. I looked at him.

"You really want to know, Jacob?" I asked.

"Please." he scoffed. I gulped.

"We're sleeping together." I admitted. Jacob's eyes widened and he slammed on the breaks, making me yelp out as I lurched forward before being pulled back into my seat by the seat-belt. Jacob looked at me.

"You're fucking him?!" he exclaimed. I sighed and looked out onto the road before looking back at him.

"Yes. And once my dad makes me the leader of the mob, we're making our relationship official." I nodded. Jacob looked at me.

"You're mad." he scoffed and shook his head.

"Drive, Jacob. When I'm leader, things will be better. Drive." I demanded. He sighed and shook his head as he pushed on the gas again, making the car start to move again.

Jacob stopped the car outside of the warehouse and we climbed out. I walked into the abandoned structure and tried not to smirk as Tom and Harrison were already there. They looked up from the table that they were leant over, a smirk forming on Tom's lips.

"Hey there, darling. I was beginning to question if you'd show up." he smirked as he stood up straight and put his hands into his pockets.

"Of course I was going to show up, Tommy." I smiled. He returned it and nodded before leaning down and giving my lips a peck before looking back at the table.

"What have we got?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest as Jacob and I stood on the other side of the table.

"Similarly to how you were told that you'd be made leader if you kidnapped and killed me, I've been told that if I manage to successfully hijack your incoming drugs shipment, my father will make me the leader of the Holland mob. Rumour has it that it's your biggest shipment yet." he stated. I sighed and nodded.

"This is dangerous, though, Tommy. For starters, you're meant to be a dead man. But also, since your last hijacking, my dad has quadrupled the security that he hires for our shipments. This won't be easy." I shook my head.

"I know, that's why my father picked it as my mission. And it's why you have to help me. You've done your mission, I do this, we both become the leaders and put an end to the war, once and for all." he nodded. I bit my lip.

"That's not going to happen." All of our eyes widened as my dad's voice rang out. I gulped and looked over my shoulder to see him strolling into the warehouse, along with about fifty of his men.

"Jacob, swear to me right now that you told no one about where we were going." I mumbled through gritted teeth.

"I didn't, I have no idea who told him." he shook his head.

"It's not just him who knows that you kids are up to no good." our eyes widened further as Tom looked over his shoulder.

"Fuck." he gulped as his dad walked in through the other entrance of the warehouse, his men behind him.

"Tom, this isn't going to end well." I gulped.

"You're telling me." he returned as the four of us formed a circle in the middle so that all of the men were watched at all times.

"Got anything to say for your little shit of a son, Holland?" my dad spat.

"Me? It was your daughter who tricked him." Dominic snapped back.

"Dad, neither of those things are true." Tom shook his head.

"Don't try to fix this, Tom. This has been a long time coming. Looks like the time is finally here." he nodded before pulling out his gun. My eyes widened.

"GET DOWN!" Tom yelled as the Holland men started to fire at my dad's men, and vice versa. Gun fire rained down in the warehouse, bullets flying over our heads as Tom, Harrison, Jacob and I lay on our stomachs on the floor.

"What do we do?" Harrison asked. I looked around the warehouse, my eyes widening as I spotted a crumbling wall only a few feet away from us. Only half of it was still intact, but it would work for us.

"Over there. Stay low." I nodded as I started to crawl on my stomach over to the wall. I reached it and puffed out as I sat up behind the concrete structure, the boys soon joining me.

"We need to stop this, they're going to kill everyone." Tom scoffed.

"How do we stop it?" Harrison gulped.

"Y/N." Jacob mumbled. I looked at him, my eyes immediately being pulled to the blossoming red that was seeping through his white shirt. My eyes widened.

"Jacob, no!" I yelled as he slumped down onto the floor.

"Oh, fuck." Tom gulped, him and Harrison pulling up Jacob's shirt to see the damage as I rested his head on my lap. I had been raised with Jacob, the boy was practically my brother, so I didn't know what I'd do if I lost him.

"Y/N, there's a lot of blood." Tom shook his head as he pressed his hands down on the wound to try and stop the bleeding.

"Please, you have to stop it, please." I choked.

"It's too close to his heart. I don't know if we can do anything." Harrison gulped.

"Guys, please!" I cried.

"Darling." Tom spoke as he gently took my face into his hands. I choked, tears running down my face as I looked at him.

"I'm so sorry." he shook his head, a tear rolling down his face. I nodded and bit my lip as I looked down at Jacob. Tears poured down my cheeks, my hands stained with his blood as the boy shut his eyes and his body went limp. And with that came the numb feeling. Before I knew it, I couldn't feel anything, the continuous sounds of bullets being fired sounding so distant now. I gulped, knowing what I had to do. I gently took Jacob's head off of my lap and laid it down on the concrete before standing up. Tom and Harrison's eyes widened.

"Y/N, what are you doing?" Tom gulped as he tried to grab my hand and pull me back down, but I yanked my hand out of his grip as I walked into the line of fire.

"STOP!" I yelled at the top of my lungs as I walked to the middle of the no-man's land.

"Y/N, you'll get shot, move!" my dad snapped. I shook my head, tears still running down my face as I held up my blood-soaked hands.

"This is Jacob's blood. He just died in my arms after being shot by one of your bullets! And for what?! Territory that can easily be shared?!" I shouted. I gulped as I saw Tom and Harrison raise their heads from behind the wall, the sight of Tom's face pushing me to go on.

"We need to end this. No one else needs to get hurt. No one else needs to die. The territory can be shared, we need to come together!" I insisted.

"How the fuck do you suggest that we do that?" Dominic spat.

"We have a way." Tom spoke, making me look at him as he stood from behind the wall. He gave me a small smile as he walked towards me, making me return it as he gently took my hand.

"Y/N and I have been in a relationship secretly for years. That's how we join the mobs together. No more unnecessary blood or deaths." he shook his head.

"And what happens if we don't agree?" my dad scoffed. Tom and I looked at each other.

"We both leave the mobs. Leaving the two of you with no heirs to take over when you retire." I nodded. Their eyes widened.

"Okay. We agree to those terms. No more death." Dominic reassured. I sighed in relief, a tear leaving my eye as I looked up at Tom.

"We did it, angel. We did it." he smiled. I returned it, breathing out again before hugging him tightly.