AMELIAS POV
Owen opened the door. A masked man was there holding a gun. Owen and I froze. I felt him push me behind him. I wasn't thinking straight. I was scared. I grabbed the back of Owen's shirt. I was praying Derek wouldn't cry. Owen backed up and held me behind him. I held Derek tight. The man loaded the gun.
"I want the girl," he said. I knew that voice anywhere. Flashbacks of when I was 6 came back. Derek and I hiding in my dads shop. Someone demanding his watch. My father not wanting to give it up. The voice. The man. The gun. He killed my father.
"No," Owen said.
"You killed my father," I said.
"And indeed I did," he said. I moved past Owen. I was still holding Derek.
"Amelia," Owen said trying to get me behind him.
"Just give me the watch," he said, "and all is good."
"Over my dead body," I said. The next moments were in slow motion. He held the gun at me. I positioned myself to protect Derek. Owen tacked him. The gun went off. I felt the bullet go into the leg. I fell down. I broke Derek's fall. Owen started beating him up. My leg was bleeding like crazy.
"Owen!" I yelled. He turned around.
"Oh my god," he said. I had Derek in my lap. The man go up and bolted. Owen got up to go after him.
"It's useless," I said. I was in so much pain.
"Amelia oh my god," he said. I think he was in shock.
"Owen it hurts," I said.
"You need to get to the hospital," he said. Derek started crying.
"Owen I can't get up," I said. My leg was now gushing.
"Owen grab a towel or something," I said. It hurt so badly. He came back and wrapped it in a towel. He called an ambulance.
"It hurts," I said holding his hand.
"I'm so sorry," he said.
"You did everything you could," I said. The ambulance came. Owen picked me up and carried me to the ambulance. He took Derek and rode in the back. He reached for his hand.
"Owen, if I die-" I started.
"You won't," he said, "I'm not going to let you die."
