Enough of this!” Frazier demanded, slamming his fist against the tale so hard that the wood creaked under him.
His face was red with fury, veins bulging in his neck. I saw the brothers exchange a quick, dark glance before they pushed their chests out defiantly.
I could see where this was going, but I didn’t care. Not anymore. “You want to act like I’m the villain, fine. I’ll wear it,” I growled, ary voice lowering as I met Frazier’s deadly gaze. “But at least I didn’t Sofia through years of hell just to line my fucking pockets. You’ll die for what you’ve done…” I whisper, my tone dangerously low and threatening.
Freddie’s face twisted in rage, and before I could react, he lunged around the table for me in defence of his own father.
His hands grabbed at my collar, yanking me towards him as I stumbled into a couple of the chairs on the way.
I barely had time to swing a fist, catching him in the jaw before Sofi’s other brother had joined in, both of them now driving me back as I fought like a maniac to land hit after hit on each of them.
“Stop it! Leave him alone!” I heard Sofia cry out, her voice breaking through the chaos which was enough to push me on during the fight catching one of them on the side of the head with my fist and the other on the jaw.
“Enough!” My father’s voice roared from across the room, and the next sound that followed was unmistakable the metallic snap of a gun being fired at the window, causing the woman in the room to scream in horror at the sound.
Everything froze.
Freddie’s grip on my shirt slackened just enough for me to shove him away, stumbling back against the table as all eyes turned toward my father. He stood tall, his face carved from stone, his gun aimed directly at Frazier’s sons who had previously been on me like wild dogs.
But I could handle the pair of them…
My mother screamed, stumbling back like she hadn’t been the one to set this fire in the first place. “No! Stop put the damn gun away?!”
–
what are you doing,
“Stay out of this!” my father barked at her, his voice as cold and as, sharp as steel. “This has gone on far enough.”
The two men who had been holding Sofia moved in quickly, dragging her up from the chair as she struggled weakly against their hold. “No! Vincent!” Her cry pierced through the chaos, and for a split second, my eyes locked onto hers wide and shimmering with tears.
I took a step to move for her instinctively, but then-
The second shot rang out which caused for everyone to dive for cover- unsure of who had fired it this time.
The deafening crack split the air, and my mother screamed again, covering her ears as she ducked down and I watched Sofia be dragged out of the room swiftly before it was too late.
Time seemed to blur, my instincts kicking in as I shoved my hand beneath my jacket, retrieving my own gun.
Freddie’s wild gaze saw what I was doing, before he lunged at me again, his hand reaching for something in his own waistband before
I fired mine without hesitation.
The recoil shot up my arm, the sound reverberating through my skull as Freddie staggered back, blood blossoming out across bis chest. His eyes widened in shock before his knees buckled, his body rumpling on to the floor.
“FUCK! No! Freddie! Frazier’s anguished roar filled the room, his face twisted in grief and fury as he lunged toward his fallen zon dropping his own pistol.
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