The Family Tree

Chapter Ten

William looked in fear "shoot me, please!"

My dad looked at his gun and looked at him.

"No" my dad said

"Wha-" William said with shock

"We are taking you somewhere no one can get hurt" my dad said putting the gun down and walk towards him

He took his badge off and put it on his hand and said "you remember?"

"You said if something happens to me, take this here badge" my dad said holding it next to his chest as he let go

"I'm the new sheriff, William" my dad said with a smile as he grabbed William to put him in the prison

"And you'll regret living!" my dad said giving him the side eye

"I'm sorry!" William cried as they went out of the house

Martin woke up and huffed and puffed as he tried to breathe.

"Martin!" I yelled crawling to him

"Wha- what happened!" He yelled in shock

"I thought you was dead!" I cried hugging him

"Wha-!" Martin said in shock

"You've been stabbed! My son don't move!" Martin's mom cried

"I'll move when I want!" Martin said in anger

Martin tried to move as the doctor came in the door with my dad.

"There he is doc!" My dad yelled in fear

"Oh my, Sir please don't move!" The doctor yelled as he sat in front of Martin

"I'll move when I want!" Martin yelled trying to push the doctor out of the way.

"You'll die sir!" The doctor said trying to make him stop pushing him.

"I'm sorry sir" Martin said as he calmed down

He then realized how much is happening and if he moved it will make him bleed out.

"I've seen blood but never this much!" The doctor said looking at my dad to get the cotton

"It's okay, young man your going to be okay!" The doctor said with a smile

"Really?" He asked

"Well, I hope so" my dad said

"Yes!" The doctor said putting the cotton all over the bloody spot.

"You saved another one!" The doctor said to himself out loud he then looked over at me and said "Just remember to put the cotton on his bloody part of his body."

"Yes sir" I said in happiness that my husband is alright.

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(Into the future)

"Grandma your bad at telling small stories!" The grandchild said