“Okay, Charlie,” Bella said. “Put the gun away and let these
people go.”
“Maybe I should make a statement,” Charlie snarled. “I’ve
been wronged one too many times. First by the drug dealer who shot me in the
leg causing it to rot off, then by the doctors who took my leg and wouldn’t
give me medication to stop the pain, then my fat-ass WORTHLESS daughter who
fucking abandoned me and had me arrested and finally by the justice system that
believes I’m a lunatic.” As he ranted, his voice grew louder and louder. By the
time he was done, Charlie’s face was red in anger and his vein was throbbing in
his forehead. With an animalistic scream, he turned to someone and shot the
gun.
A woman in the chair slumped and blood began pouring out of
her chest. The waiting room erupted into chaos, people running out of their
quickly. Garrett ran to the woman, pressing his hands onto her wound, trying to
staunch the blood flow that was gushing out of the massive wound.
PLZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ update sooon :D
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