It wasn’t long before I heard thunderous footsteps running down the stairs to the dungeon and I stood there frozen, still holding the gun up at my father’s dead body.
Austin stopped when he saw me standing there and he approached me slowly. Tristan and Beau were right behind him and Trevor and Melissa were behind them.
Austin managed to get close enough and he placed his hand on the gun and he took it off of me and handed it to Tristan.
Austin put his arms around me and started leading out of the dungeon, with the others parting out of the way so that we could get past and Austin took me straight upstairs to the kitchen.
He sat me at the bench and he grabbed a cloth and started wiping the blood splatter off of my face. He wasn’t asking me any questions. He was just taking care of m
