The Actress And The Beast (Post Malone story - completed)

Over Now

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I watched as Austin put pressure on the trigger and I quickly ducked, using the split second distraction to get out of the line of fire. The bullet flew through the air hitting its mark. All I could hear was the impact of the billet and my Dads screech of pain. The grip on my hair faltered and I pulled away and fell forwards scrambling towards Austin. He scooped me up without taking his eye off his target. The rest was like a blur. I felt Austin walking me away from the scene in front of me but it seemed to be in slow motion, like we where moving through tar. I couldn't see my Dad anymore he was on the floor and the couch was obstructing my view. All I could see was a pool of blood forming , creeping around the front of the seating area.

A security team came running through the sliding doors, spreading across the room as they came in one by one. They checked out my brother and my mother, both who seemed to be coming round . Both of them looking around dazed, it was doubtful that they knew exactly what had happened. I heard someone vaguely calling for an ambulance as they moved to help my Dad. I felt a wave of guilt move through me that he was going to die on the floor alone. I knew he didn't deserve my forgiveness but I was his daughter and I couldn't help feel something for him.

"Is he going to die?" I croaked, holding my hands around my sore and bruised neck.

"No I didn't hit anywhere too dangerous, just somewhere that would hurt like a mother" He sat me down on the dining table. "Look at me baby are you ok?" his worried eyes scanned me face then down my neck

"How's my Mom and Tom?" I started to panic remembering the thud my mum had taken when she was flung to the ground.

"Baby, the ambulance will be here shortly. Please tell me your ok?" his voice was strained, like he was fighting back the tears. I was too busy worrying about my family I hadn't taken stock to my injuries. I must have looked atrocious. I lifted my hand up to my head to feel my sore scalp from him holding me by my hair. I winced as I lifted my other arm feeling a burning sensation and a searing pain shoot through my shoulder. I tried to stifle the small scream that involuntarily escaped my lips but it was no use, Austin and a paramedic heard it and went straight to work to figure what was wrong with me. It didn't take long to realise that my shoulder had dislocated and needed to be pushed back in sooner rather than later. That would require a hospital visit.

All four of us where bundled into ambulances and shipped of to be monitored. Sirens blaring as the vehicles speeding down the roads, trying to get us there quickly so my dad didn't just bleed out.

My Dad was put under arrest as soon as he came out of the ER and was put into recovery. I had passed his room and seen his arms cuffed to the bed. I felt like I needed to see that. See that he couldn't get to me. Or my family. But it hurt me to see him hurt, frail and incapacitated. I knew deep down that this was inevitable. Either this or he would have to die to stop him. Or him kill my Mom before any of that could happen.

My Mom was very confused and her reaction was flitting from being upset at her husband, to not fully understanding what had happened. She had spoken to the police but I had to take her for a break part way through because her mind became scattered. She started to talk about things that had happened out of order and bringing things up from years past. The police where sympathetic and patient while my Mom got her bearings, thankfully.

We where made to stay in the hospital overnight while we where monitored. Austin wouldn't leave my side, 2 body guards at my door or not. It hung in the air that there was literal hours until he had to leave me. I know he wanted to cancel the rest of the tour. But he also knew that I wouldn't allow that to happen. So we where at an impasse. 

Dre had to step in and tell us how this would go, knowing we where too emotionally drained to even attempt to discuss what to do. He obviously didn't want to cancel the rest of the tour but he knew I couldn't bring my Mom along right now and Austin wouldn't be away from me for too long. He had organised a full security team to take us to LA while we attended the appointments we had made and then he had booked Austin and me flights to see each other around his shows and my Mom's appointments. My brother was with us until we situated my Mom better, so he was there for her emotional support and the security team would be there if needed. 

At first every time we parted it felt like my heart was being ripped out and every time I had to leave my Mom I was over come with guilt. That started to fade just before Austin finished touring. I started to relax, getting over the trauma. As soon as his tour finished we decided to buy a house together, one with land and a place for my Mom. We had decided that she needed to stay with us as long as possible. Prolong the time I had left with her before she deteriorated. But we wanted her to have her own space. Austin only rented in LA but I reluctantly sold my place and we bought a huge place in Calabasas, one with a 2 bed guest house. It was perfect for my Mom and a live in carer.

My brother travelled between LA and Vegas as he ran the family business. We had sold the family home and gotten him a great apartment close to the shop there and we expanded and opened a shop in LA. Tom had an apartment over the shop here too.

We split our time between LA and the Utah house. It was strange being there. With those memories floating around. So he decided to remodel. I think he was hoping it would erase all the bad that had happened, I was hoping that too. We had travelled to Utah to check on the progress of the house. I was groggy from the flight and just wanted a nap when Austin stopped me from going in the house.

"B?" He said from behind me. I groaned and huffed as I span around to grumble at him postponing my nap.

There he was on one knee, smiling up at me. Holding something that suspiciously looked like a jewellery box.

The End

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