You watched in horror as Henry's dad shot at his son, your boyfriend's feet. Henry cowered in place, his hands to his face and you frowned, stumbling away from the gun fire. As soon as his dad was gone, you went back and hugged Henry, letting him cry on your shoulder. It wasn't fair that his dad was so abusive, but because he was apart of the police force no one could do anything. All you wanted was for him to be safe, so you hugged him tight.
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"It's okay. I'm sorry."