* Flashback*
I ran out the house and rushed down the street, Jack in tow. He'd finally lost it. My dad had finally lost it. Coming home drunk? Normal. Being abusive? Normal. Coming home with a gun in hand and pointing it towards Jack? Not normal, this time he's taken it a step to far.
Nobody knows what he has against Jack but ever since we became a couple he turned into the father from hell. Maybe it was his constant hair change or the piercings - who knows. But one thing everyone knows is that he despises him.
"Come on Jack, we have to go!" I said clamping onto his hand. I dragged him behind me, running as fast as my legs could go. Gun shots could be heard behind getting closer by the minute. Each one bringing back a memory of me and Jack together each time it sounded. They got closer and closer and before I knew it, my boyfriend's hand slipped out of my own and he fell to the floor. I turned round to face the horror that lay in front of me. Jack was on the floor with blood oozing from a hole in his chest.
" Got ya this time!" A voice boomed from a few feet ahead. I looked up to see my monster of a dad standing there with a jet black gun in his hand.
"HOW COULD YOU DO THAT YOU MONSTER. YOU SHOT MY BOYFRIEND. I HATE YOU!" I shouted at him along with many other insults. My 'what i call dad' stood there, silent, not moving until the sound of sirens in the distance struck him with fear and seconds later he bolted out of sight.
I moved towards Jack, tears now streaming down my face with speed.
"JACK STAY WITH ME PLEASE!" I screamed. "SOMEONE GET AN AMBULANCE!". His eyes started rolling to the back of his head and he started shaking violently. 'Come on Jack, please don't go. Please do not go' I mentally pleaded.
All around me were flashing lights and sounds of the professionals that deal with this everyday. But this was different, I /hadn't/ dealt with this before, I didn't know /how/; the only thing that mattered to me was that Jack stayed alive but at that moment of time his grip on my hand fell. His body flopped. He'd gone. My father had killed my boyfriend.
This was my worst nightmare, and now it's come true
*End Of Flashback*
