from previous chapter, 0.3
we arrived home, and pulled into the dark driveway.
"is your dad home?" amanda asked.
"hell if I know." I said.
we climbed out of the vehicle and walked into the deserted house.
we continued down the hallway and went into my room. I turned the light on.
amanda's abusive dad was sitting on my bed. dirt was fresh under his nails, bags were puffed under his dark, evil eyes and his face was red. there was also a shiny, silver handgun in his palm.
he looked up and his eyes shrunk. he stood up and aimed the gun at amanda.
"no!" I screamed before running towards him, thinking I could grab the gun from him.
I was so stupid.
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running towards amanda's dad made him more dubious, but he proceeded with his initial actions. he kicked me in my upper stomach. I fell to the ground in pain. I heard something crackling in my lower chest every time I writhed in pain.
I looked up at amanda, she was terrified, but she had this tiny gleam of confidence in her eyes. I looked back at her dad.
he kicked me in my side, moving me out of his way as he inched closer to his daughter.
the gun was placed perfectly in his hand, aimed straight at her head. she didn't coward away, though. she was hopeful. she thought that he didn't have the balls to pull the trigger.
I hope she was right.
"you screwed my life up," he seethed at her.
"you don't deserve to be here." he hissed in a lower tone.
I wasn't watching him, though. I was quickly searching my room for something that I could grab for, something that I could harm him with. something I could hit him with, and save my best friend from being killed by her insane father.
I found a soccer trophy of mine on my nightstand. I stood up as fast as I could, which was probably extremely slow with the injuries I had.
I walked over to my nightstand and grabbed the trophy. I swiveled on my heels and almost ran towards him.
the trophy wasn't even an inch away from his temple before I heard a loud sound, and a bright flash, followed by grunt.
everything went blurry from my oncoming tears. a faint cloud of smoke lingered in the air from the shot.
I looked around for amanda's body on the ground. but I didn't see her.
I suddenly felt a heavy object fall on my feet. I looked down to see amanda's father lying on my floor, blood slowly creeping from his body puddling around him. there was a gun shot perfectly placed in this middle of his forehead.
I looked up to see amanda in total shock, looking at her lifeless father. I looked in my doorway and saw my dad standing there, holding his rifle which was still aimed at the body.
my dad just saved my best friend, and me.
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I hope you all liked that tiny update! I will be updating tomorrow, and I may even update another chapter tonight, I don't know though, I might just start a draft. but either way I hope I quieted some queries y'all might have had. I dunno.
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