Kidnapped

Bloody steps

Point of view: Jacob
After being slapped, I felt dizzy, before I knew it I was smashed down stairs and on the floor of Britney's house. My body hit every step before falling down, making me bleed from my neck to legs.
I was in so much pain, bruised and blood was coming from my stomach, I picked up my head and I saw Britney taken inside her room with father, I couldn't let this happen.
  I slowly started sliding against the floor. Every step was more painful then the next, and when it felt like it couldn't get more painful, it would get worse. My breathing was getting harder, slowly I could feel my heart beat loosing its grip. It felt like my time was getting less and less.
All of a sudden father rushed out of the room and with a knife, he didn't see me as he rushed inside the other room.
  Finally I had reached the last step. I picked up Britney's phone and dialed 911.
"Come to this address..Now or they both will be dead." was all I could say as I dropped the phone and forced myself to stand up but I kept tripping.
I finally stood up and went into the room. Father was holding up a
Knife and trying to force Britney's mom out of the bathroom.
"Father.. You should be killing me right? I ruined your family. Mom died because she adopted me." I said trying to make my father mad.
My head was starting to spin.
Father ran to me. He was coming to stab me in for the last time. I couldn't believe he had that much hate for me.
  Just then I grabbed the knife from him as he just stood there shocked.
"No.. Jason you wouldn't kill your father right?"father said now acting as if he cared, as if I was his partner in crime.
"Father.. I've always tried to bring our family closer.. But you never thought of me as your real son.. I was just a slave to you. I worked day and night, helping you out, praying for us, wishing everything to get better but I couldn't fix anything, because you never gave up on your additions, you kept on beating up mom, you killed her and her baby. Now look where you brought us father. I call you father with all my heart, and you can't even call me son with love." I said to him.
"Your right. Kill me, this world wasn't ever worth it anyways. I don't have anyone to live for now, I hate you, I've always hated you, now we should die together." Father said as he snatched back the knife and stabbed himself.
"No father. What the heck did you do?" I said crying.
  Just then my eyes went out black, I was dying. At least I saved Britney and her mother. They'll be happy from now on. I fell to the floor and just then before my eyes shut for the last time and my breathing stops I saw a police officer.