Welcome to the Dangerous Side

Gunshots

Chapter 6- gunshots

**re cap- Morg and ady were about to meet when Ady calls a HAMMER situation, danger up where Bree is sleeping.**

"What do you mean?!" he grabs two guns from the desk and hands me one as we rush to the bedroom, where we hear Bree crying, we don't enter.

"Hmm... daddy is gonna have to pay for taking my little girl..." from what I can tell its my father... he has got to be drunk. I look over at Morg, he looks as if he is about to cry and kill someone at the same time, he signals me to hand him the gun and walk in like nothing happen.

I open the door, not showing that Morg is there, "dad? Why are you here?!" he smirks as he shushes Bree. I take another step closer and he lifts his jacket to reveal a gun and then he nods to the bed.

"Sit Adore.." I nod and look down, I sit closest to the bedside table and I pull the same move I did with Erica, reaching down to itch my leg but really grabbing the gun and sliding it up my leg.

"Dad... thats Jenny's kid. Please don't." I look up, and I look in his general direction but I see Morg and he nods at me.

"Jenny's kid?! Well where is Jenny? I'd expect her to come when her daughter is crying." he smiles as he lowers her into the crib.

"Because she is dead, you bastard. I came in here because this is where I sleep." I twitch my head up as I raise the gun at him and I shoot. He falls to the floor as I put the gun down and I drop my head into my hands. I just killed my dad... Morg rushes in, grabbing Bree and putting her back into her crib before walking over to me. All I can do is cry, and it's kind of clear he doesn't know what to do, he isn't very well with emotions that I have seen. The first person I hurt was my father.

"Ady..." he carefully sits next to me, "a-are you okay?" I don't respond to him and I continue sobbing, he moves me to lay down and puts the bed covers over me. He leaves for a few minutes and comes back with his arms full of what looks to be junk food.

"W-what's all that?" I wipe the tears from under my eyes

"We are having a movie night, and I'm choosing tonight, deal with it." he plops all of the candy, and stuff, onto the bed and crawls under the covers, grabbing the remote and heading to Netflix. After scrolling through his Netflix he clicks on a movie and turns it on, "you want any candy? Or chips?" he asks with my back turned to him, I stare at the wall.

"No thanks..." I chew my nails.

He hands me some skittles, "stop chewing your nails then, it's a bad habit" he eats the rest of the pizza I made that he brought up with him.

"Okay... Bree should have her own nursery across the hall. Especially if you wanna do the nasty, and if you do, change the sheets after, cuz I sleep in this bed too." I carefully open the skittles

"Woah woah woah, who says I'll be doing the nasty..?" He sounds surprised as if he didn't just buy condoms.

I turn around to face him, "for one you just bought condems, and second of all I just walked in on you full blown making out in your office. So yeah it's safe to say." I pop a skittle in my mouth.

"For one, I always make out with people in my office, and second of all I buy condoms so the boys don't have to, or at least the ones that live here." He watches the movie.

"Why are you an ass sometimes?" I pop another skittle in my mouth, turning to focus on the tv.

"I'm not an ass, but I have an ass." He smirks.

"Earlier today, you got all defensive about something you did, I don't even know what you did, not paying attention to whether or not I was following you or not. It's like you completely forgot what happened at the cabin." I fiddle with a corner of the pillow case.