Emotional Wreck

Bam

"Please. Give me another chance. I'll do whatever you want. Please don't kill me." I say as I beg and plead. I know I may seem like a wimp begging for my life when I should probably accept the fact that I am going to die and there is no way around it, but it's worth a shot.
"The gunshot was probably already heard. The cops are probably already on their way. I might as well kill you before they get here." He smirks. So this is really it. No way around it. The gun is pointed towards me in my direction. Tears keep flowing as they have been all night, and I think to myself "I'm gonna miss this world." He smirks and laughs and cocks the gun. He closes one eye so he can focus right on my heart. I see his finger on the trigger, ready to pull. I brace myself for the quick pain..
The gun goes off and the sound rings through the house, once again. I feel no pain.. What? Wait what? All of a sudden I realize there is a body laying on top of me. Mom. She has blood pouring out her side and tears streaming down her eyes.
"Mom." I say sobbing in my hands. She's laying on my leg which is causing me pain, but at this point, I don't really care.
"Rhi. I-I love you." She says as her head falls slightly.
"No Mom. Stay with me. We will get help. Mom. Please. Stay with me now Mom." I say as tears drip onto her face. All while this is happening, he is standing there. Staring. Proud of his work. "LOOK WHAT YOU DID YOU FUCKER! LOOK! YOU COULD HAVE KILLED HER!" I yell as I feel my throat begin to tighten.
"Haha. That was the point." He says smiling. He still holds the gun, and I still have the knife. Funny thing he doesn't realize is, I can throw knives. When he looks at his gun and down to the floor.. I get ready to chuck the knife towards the gun. If I do it right, it will slit his hand and the gun will come towards me. I'll have both the knife, and the gun in my possession. Okay Rhianna. This is it. You got this.
I suddenly pick up the knife. Ready to throw. I pull my arm back and launch the knife right at the man standing in front of me. Plan goes as I wanted it too. The gun and knife drop on the floor in front of me, as he falls and screams in pain as his thumb looks almost detached. I quickly snatch the gun and the knife and look at my mom smiling.
"Look Mum. I got it." I say holding them up. She smiles as her eyes start to roll. She's drifting out of consciousness. "Hang in there Mom. Help should be here soon. Stay with me. This will be over soon. You'll be alright." I tremble. My smile fades and tears are streaming once again. I hold the gun up and cock it pointing it towards the man. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill your ass you stupid fuck." I say as i hold the gun pointing it at him.
"I'm your father Rhi. You wouldn't kill me right? I mean I wasn't actually going to kill you."
"You fucking liar." I say glaring at him. His eyes meet mine and once again I realize he is human. But a despicable one. Tears stream down my face. Thoughts race through my mind. Just kill him already Rhianna. He doesn't deserve to live. He could have killed your mother. And you. I have my finger firmly pressed against the trigger. 3. 2. 1. Bam. It's over with. He's dead. He's gone. He's just another corpse. He wasn't going to spare my life. So why should I spare his?