Sparks Fly [Completed]

31. The very last time

I dropped myself to the floor when the sound of a gun blocked out every other sound around. It scared me to death and the first thing I thought of was Seth... Somebody had shot him... Somebody just shot the father of my child. And there was only one person who would want to do that.
Soon enough his voice echoed through the living room. "Little wife of mine!"

I gasped trying to find a way out. This just wasn't happening. Why couldn't it just be over!
I found out soon enough there was no way out, the only was was going to the living room. We could go to the garden through the kitchen but that door was locked now. I groaned... Well... This was the end then. I got back to my feet and walked to the the doorway. Andrew was already there.

"Look at my little fat wife" he said pointing a small black gun at my baby bump. I recognized it. He had bought it years back. For so called protection. I hatted the thing!
"How is our little thing doing?" He tilted his head a little looking me in the eyes.
I crossed my arms "it's not yours Andrew" I told him acting way braver then I actually felt. I could feel the baby kick like she wanted to tell me to be careful. Or maybe she agreed in the feeling that I wanted to kick him.  I was so fed up with being scared.

"Oh come on... You and Seth? That was a thing years ago... He was so in love with you. A little pathetic to be honest, so I had to show him how you do that... And look where it ended" again he gestured to my tummy with the gun making me step back hitting the fridge with my back.
"It's his Andrew. And we will be over tomorrow" I told him. So far he had refused to sign the divorce papers. That would be arranged in court tomorrow.
"No we are not done babe" in the blink of an eye Andrew was right in front of me pointing the gun,... To my tummy. "I will kill it right here and right now if you do not listen to me" he threatened even touching my belly with the thing. I swallowed hard and didn't move or say a thing. I starred tight ahead refusing to look at him. "Did you hear me?" With his other hand he grabbed my hair and pulled my hair back so I had no choice but to look at him.
"Emily! Did you hear me!?" He repeated again with a growl.
"Yes" I answered shortly. For a second my eyes flashed to the side. The knifes were right next to me in a wooden block.

Before he noticed where I was looking I managed to grab one of the knives and I lashed at the arm in which he held the gun.
With a yelp of pain he dropped it to the floor giving me the chance to push him away and try to make a run for it. "Hell no bitch!" He snarled and managed to get a hold of my arm. He pulled me to him. "You know you ruined it now right?" He grabbed my other arm and slammed my back into the kitchen counter.
"You were supposed to be a submissive housewife not a fucking cheating bitch!" He ignored his bleeding arm. "Want me to show you what happens to wife's who do not know how to listen?!" I shook my head crying in pain when he slammed me into the counter again.
"Well to bad because you will!" He told me and threw me to the floor, right next to the gun.

I reached out but Andrew was on top of me wrapping his hands around my neck blocking my airways. I tried to gasp for air but this seemed impossible. Would this really be the end? The gun was right next to me and without Andrew noticing I managed to grab it. But focussing got harder and I slowly was losing consciousness. He also slammed the back of my head to the floor causing black spots to appear.
I lifted the gun pointing it somewhere to Andrew... He didn't notice a thing. He was way to busy killing me.

Right before I lost consciousness I did shoot the gun... The bang was deafening again and right away Andrews grip on my disappeared and his body fell limp right on top of me.

"Emily! Emily!" A panicked voice brought me back to the world again. I probably lost consciousness after all.
Andrew wasn't on top of me anymore... Seth was shaking me, covered in blood and crying.
"Emily please don't be dead... Em... Please... Emily!" He noticed my eyes were open and pulled me up into a bone crushing hug. "God Em, I was so scared! Are you alright! You are covered in blood! Please tell me you are alright"

"I am okay" I told him in the softest whisper. My voice was nowhere to be found. "Don't speak... He strangled you didn't he... The fucker! He just showed up with the gun... He shot me. The bastard shot me!"
My eyes went wide with shock and panic. He was hurt! Seth was hurt! I tried to find it. He was covered in blood especially his left arm. "Just my shoulder... It's fine. Don't worry. Are you okay... And munchkin?"
I nodded... But looking down at my belly and seeing it covered in blood made me panic like crazy and wanted to get out of the clothes. I tried to pull them off me but Seth stopped me.
"Don't move. Its alright... We can handle this. You are alright" It seemed like he wasn't just telling me. He was telling himself too.