His serpent secret? FP Jones

Chapter ten, shooting.

He has a gun.

2hours earlier.
We arrive home, the house is silent. "Your dad must be out." FP smirks. "He must." I play with his fingertips. His dark eyes seep into me and I can't help but think how grateful I am to have this man in my life. "You know, one day we could have a place of our own, no hiding, you and me.." Fp glances around the room, waving his hand around. His words come to me as a sweet shock, I had no idea he felt the same. "We could." I grin. Spending everyday waking up beside FP Jones? Nothing sounds better. As our lips meet and sound alerts us. Dad. His sandy hair is a greasy mess, his eyes look tired. "Dad, I can explain." "You." He grits his teeth, his eyes like daggers shooting at FP. "Hey daddy, please. We can explain." "You don't need to explain anything, it's perfectly clear, my so called mate has been taking advantage of you." "That's not true daddy! Its not like I'm underage, I made my own decisions! I love him!" My voice cracks. Then I notice something, in his right hand, his fingers curl around something silver. He's got a gun. FP must notice it at the same time as me as he raises his palms. "Geraldo, I can explain. Come on I'm your best mate, I wouldn't have taken advantage of her you know that!" He's clenching his jaw. He's scared. But daddy wouldn't shoot his oldest friend would he? Would he? Suddenly a ear shattering sound fills the room, and I watch the love of my life drop to the floor In a pool of his own blood.