X is for Xavier knew he wouldn’t make it: #atozchallenge fiction

Today’s word prompt is by Jocelyn Rish because I liked its tone of desperation. And in contrast, I’ve chosen this sunny picture from Anna Smith, just to see what sparks would fly when the two opposite tones meet.

Xavier knew he wouldn’t make it to the bottom of the stairs and on to the beach by himself, but he did not let that stop him. Each breath emerged harsh in the seaside air, his spindly legs and veined feet ached, his arm gave way as he held on to the banister. 
With the other arm he waved away the man who had taken bullets for him on more than one occasion. This one he had to do alone. 
He saw them in the distance, his portly mother with his little son, out in the sand, trying to give the boy the sort of memories he should have at this age. Not an absent mother, and a father whose bones stood out further each day, surrounded by grim, gun-toting strangers. He had to reach them. The man whose word was law in all of Sicily, for policeman and thugs alike, could surely take a walk on the beach. 
He stumbled and fell in a heap, sweat trickling into his eyes. Immediately his man Friday was by his side, his hands awkward, gentle. Xavier let himself be picked up, cursing the blood that now ran in his veins, a blood turned against its own master, sweeping away and sucking at his life from the inside. But he would not let that stop him. 

He would walk to his son, and be the father, walk to his mother and be her son. He would do it, he told himself as he took another step, waving away the help again— he would do it, or die trying.
A to Z Stories of Life and Death
If you liked this story you might like some of the stories I wrote for my A to Z last year

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  1. Damyanti

    Thank you, everyone, for being so kind in your comments.

    Most of the stories are written at a sitting, in half an hour or less, and now that I'm almost at the end, I feel guilty about that.

    But I've been traveling, and the stories came as and when and how they came, and I guess that is how they'll remain on this blog.

  2. Kathy

    What a powerful story for your "X" post.
    Thank you for stopping by my Myotonic Dystrophy blog and commenting on my recent post. I do appreciate the feedback on this new blog.
    I've just now added a 'follow me' button and would like it if you could come back and follow. I'm a new follower of yours.
    Myotonic Dystrophy-Our Family’s Journey

  3. Jocelyn Rish

    I'm starting to feel like a broken record, but that's another powerful story. I love how much sense of back story you were able to fit into such a small piece.

  4. Li

    "He would walk to his son, and be the father, walk to his mother and be her son." This sentence shows that the best ending can be deceptively plain and simple. No flowery prose or ten dollars words, but a perfectly arranged sentence that captures the heart and the essential human experiences that tie us all together – family, and death. 🙂