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Georgia and Gil were fighting. I'm not quite sure I would call it fighting. More him attacking her. I never saw Georgia like this before so weak, scared.
I realised that she'd been scared this whole time. The loud noises were the first thing that alerted me and Austin what was happening.
We rushed downstairs, Austin had gotten a gun from somewhere. What kind of person has guns where a nine year old can find them?
Austin came around the corner, he raised the gun pointing it at his dad. Safety off and he had his finger on the trigger.
"Austin, don't" I rushed moving in front of him, facing him to block him from Gil, to try calm him down.
I was too late he had already pulled the trigger. Instead of hitting his intended target it hit me.
Right in the middle of my chest.
I gasped tears falling from my eyes slowly.
Stumbling back I heard Georgia pleading for me to lie down.
Austin was in shock, the gun fell from his fingers.
Gil was just there, staring at the blood that started spreading across my shirt.
"Gil, Help me put her on the couch" Georgia demanded.
"Austin, Buddy I'm going to need you to call an ambulance" Gil explained to him, none of the anger in his eyes he was directing to Georgia minutes ago.
Georgia looked as though she was going to protest, but glancing at me I guess she knew if I didn't get professional help I wouldn't live.
Sirens in the distance. That was fast.
I turned my head to look at Austin "I'm not mad that you shot me." I knew he needed to hear it.
My eyes fluttered closed. Darkness filling my vision. "Cmon Peach, stay awake" Georgia pleaded.
"Mum" I strained to talk.
"yeah, baby"
"Please tell Marcus I love him"
"Tell him yourself, Peach" I smiled at her.
This makes me regret the weeks I spent angry at her, all along she was just trying to protect us.
She'd be okay though.
I really hope she'll be okay.