*Harrys POV*
"Paddy, give it a rest." I say, now getting incredibly pissed off at him making the sounds for his toy cars. He just looks up at me and frowns.
We've been sat in my room for about 20 minutes. Well, at the moment it is just me and Paddy. Lucy went to the toilet.
Tom is downstairs with Dad, Katy, Harrison, Sara and Jack. None of us are brave enough to venture downstairs and see whats happening. We are also too scared to go into Sam and Mai's room; who haven't come out- even through Katy's episode.
"I cant believe Jack." Says Lucy, walking in to my room and sitting down. "He sabotaged their relationship!" he sighs.
I pat besides me on my bed to signal for her to sit on it. She smiles at me and leans into my chest.
"eew." Says Paddy.
"shutup." I say, kissing Lucy on the nose.
"I'm going to my room now." He announces, picking up his toy car and leaving.
"tough day, huh?" I say, frowning.
"I'd say so." She replies.
"you know, I could really do with some Lucy love." I say, grinning and leaning forwards onto my knees so I can kiss her on the lips.
"fine by me." she says, leaning back against the bed and pulling me with her.
After a while, she withdraws her head and lightly pushes me off her.
"Lucy... can't we carry on?" I whine, kissing her on the neck.
"shutup." She says, sitting up and frowning.
"what? Did I do something wrong?" I ask, becoming paranoid.
She waves her hand to signal for me to be queit.
"I thought I heard someone scream." She says, fear filling her eyes as a second scream fills the house, sending a shiver down my spine.
*Harrys POV*
Me and Lucy run down the stairs, with Sam, Mai and Paddy following us.
I pull open the living room door, but I hand collides with my stomach.
"don't take a step further." Comes a deep voice. I look up to see who is stopping me: it's dad, who's cheeks are red and he is crying. I don't think I've ever seen him cry before.
I look around the corner and find myself taking in a sharp breath.
Tony is stood over a body. A gun is in his hand.
Tom and Katy are both knelt beside the victim- Jack. His curls are across his face so that it is hard to make his features out and I cant work out if he's lifeless or not. Panick over whelms me as I push past dad, and fall besides jack.
"theres nothing you can do." Cries Tom, looking to me and then up to Tony. "Please..." he says, his voice cracking. "please, just leave. Leave and we wont call the police or anything just... we need to make sure everyone else is safe." As he says this, more tears spill onto his cheeks.
Tony grabs Tom by the arm and pulls him to his feet. He lifts his gun to toms temple. "you and no one else can control me." he shouts, gritting his teeth as he speaks.
"Tony, don't do this. Please.... we can get you help." Says Dad, taking a cautious step towards him; holding out his hand in defence as he moves.
He quickly moves the gun to dad. "don't. Don't move. One step and you'll end up like him." He says, looking down to Jack.
Jack has a bullet wound just below his right rib. I think he's still alive, but he isn't conscious. Katy is holding a towel against the hole to stop the bleeding but he feels cold as ice to my touch. She's shaking, shivering almost- maybe she doesn't like blood.
Suddenly, I notice the absence of someone. I lean over to Katy. "wheres Sara?" I hiss?
She looks up at Tony to see if he's looking. He isn't. 'police.' She mouths, causing relief to flow through my body.
I nod. I just need to keep everyone safe until the police get here.
I slowly stand up from Jack and edge over to Lucy, Sam and Mai.
"don't think you can leave." Snaps Tony, his hand holding the gun is shaking.
"I'm not. I just want to say something to my girlfriend." I say, edging closer to her, fear overwhelming me.
"go on then." He says, frowning. I walk over to Lucy, grab her wrist and whisper in her ear "go upstairs. Keep everyone safe." As I pull away, she shakes her head.
"I'm not leaving you." She says, her eyes brimming with tears.
"You have to. I'll be fine. Trust me." I whisper. She looks at me and smiles slightly before kissing me and pushing a relcuctant Sam, Mai and Paddy away.
I turn back around and glance at dad. He has a sad smile on his face.
"really, you are all quite pathetic, aren't you? I mean, you have the money, the fame, the love, but you are all complete cowards." Tony snarls, twirling the gun in his fingertips as if it isn't a weapon that could end someones life.
"yes, Tony, that is right." Says Dad, nodding. "we are all cowards, and we are terrified of you. That's why, if you leave, we wont tell the police anything." He gulps.
"that trick wont work, Dominic. The authorites have used that hundreds of times. No one is terrified of me. They are terrified of what I might do."
"and... what is that, exactly?" asks Tom, edging closer and lifting his hands upwards slighty. I can tell that he is aiming to eventually take the gun off of him.
"why don't you ask Katy, she knows what I'm capable of, don't you sweetheart?"
I look to her and see that she is focused on Jack, her face set in determination. Either to not give in to Tony or to save Jack. Probably both.
"I said don't you, sweetheart."
"she isn't your sweetheart." Snaps Tom.
"but she isn't yours either." Replies Tony, a smirk across his face.
"she isn't an object." I add, edging closer to dad. That is where I feel safest.
"she is whatever I decide she is."
"Harry, would you come here?" comes Katy's voice. Her voice is strong and steady and it suprises me.
"sure, why?" I say, walking over to her and kneeling besides her.
"could you keep this pressure on Jacks wound?" she says, handing me the cloth.
I nod, mentally screaming as I press it into his blood dampened stomach.
She slowly stands up; and when she does, she walks besides tom and takes his hand in hers.
"I'm sick of you. You and you're threats. You and you're violence. I'm sick of living in constant fear of you and what you did to me. I think it's time you stopped. It's time you stopped bullying, stopped abusing and stopped doing things that I know you will regret in the future."
I cautiously watch Tony, his hand shaking and his finger paused over the trigger; pointing in between Katy and Tom. He shakes his head. "You're wrong. You're wrong. I wont regret it." He spits at her, not moving the gun from it's previous position.
She glances back at Jack. "You wont regret shooting your brother? You don't regret raping me? You don't regret being a criminal?"
"shutup." He suddenly shouts, raising the gun to her head. "shutup!" he repeats.
"You would't, You wouldn't shoot me. Not now. You've done so much, but you can get past it. You have so much to live for just..." she swallows. "just put the gun down."
"you are the reason. Both of you. It was you.." he says, moving the gun to Tom. ".. who caused me to make that stupid deal. I was desperate. I was homeless. You didn't show me any mercy." He then moves to gun to Katy. "and you, you hate me."
