My Bully
We tiptoed in, only to be met with more chaos.
The men were shouting, their guns blazing, and the room was filled with screams and cries.
I saw Maggie's worried face and Matthew's angry expression as he fired back at them. But I was frozen, unable to move. I wanted to help but my body wouldn't listen.
I knew I had to be strong for Jeremy, but how could I be? I was a bad boy, not a killer. And yet, I had to protect him. I had to do whatever it took to keep him safe. But as the bullet came hurtling towards me, I knew it was too late.