The Head Girl ✓

Chapter 57

"I'll be fine. But you shouldn't have come here. Tell me you informed someone before coming here?" He said, his eyes pleading for me to say yes.

"I didn't tell anyone Dad, but trust me, they will be here." I assured him.

"They'll hurt you, Gwen. My job is to protect you, not the other way around. Try to run and leave from here." Dad pleaded. I shook my head. I'm not leaving my Dad here.

"If the family drama is over, can we start?" Thomas muttered, irritatedly.

"Yes!" Mr. Black clapped his hands in excitement.

Soon I was pulled away from Dad by the two burly men. "Let me go. No!" I yelled as I kept on struggling. They pulled me away from Dad, a little in the front.

Mr. Black walked up to me and looked at Dad. "You get to see what happened 6 six years ago because you didn't give me the information."

Dad's eyes widen in horror as he looked at me. "No! Don't you dare touch her. I'll kill you!" He screamed and struggled against his hold.

The sting feeling came soon after. It didn't stop at one, but followed by many. He slapped me, kicked me, punched me and pushed me to the wall causing me to bang my head. He kept on doing it for a while as I struggled to defend myself, which was nearly impossible since the two men were still behind me. Dad kept on shouting and pleading for them to stop, but he won't listen. Mr. Black was like a man on mission.

It hurts. It hurts badly. I could feel blood at the side of my head and my head felt drowsy. My body felt heavy. I knew this would be the end for me. I'm glad by the time my brothers come with the police, Dad will be fine.

When I felt, I'll lose my conscious, he stopped. I was lying on the ground in a fatal position, because my stomach and rib area hurts too much. It felt like hours, but it was only few minutes.

"Thomas, where the hell is your son?" Mr. Black spat. "He is suppose to give us information about the other Wilson family. I'm sure they contacted the police. You better hope your son keeps them away from us."

"Yeah. I just talked to him. He is with them and says he's distracting them. Also, they figured that Gwen is missing too." Thomas, Eric's Dad replied.

My shoulder slumped, knowing that they will be here soon. But I don't think I'll be able to survive. My head and stomach hurts too much. My vision blurred a little. I turned my head towards Dad to make sure he was okay, but flinched at the pain that came. When I was finally successful in looked at him, my heart broke.

Tears were running down his eyes as he stared at me in horror, regret, guilt, concern and sadness. I smiled at him, but I'm sure it looked more like grimace. He turned his attention towards Mr. Black and screamed in anger. "Once I'm free, I swear on Gwen, I'll kill you, Tony Black."

My jaws though broken, fell open as I heard Mr. Black's name. That was not what I was expecting. It's not bad. It's just not fitting him or maybe it is, my head isn't working with me, I guess.

"Really?" He mocked. "Then I guess I should kill you and her before you get a chance to hurt me." With that he pulled out a gun and pointed towards me. "But wait..." He paused. "Let's put a twist."

He walked towards me and roughly pulled me up, causing a cry of pain to escape me. When I was upright, he pulled Dad up too, but pointed a gun at my head as Dad was about to punch him. He pulled out yet other gun and handed it to me.

"Now, the twist is that, Gwen will kill you, Richard," he paused and turned to me. "or I'll kill her."

The burly man came from behind me and pointed the gun at my Dad and left. The gun was still in my hand as I looked at Dad in terror.

"Shoot him, Gwen." Mr. Black commanded. "Or be ready to die."

"Gwen, pull the trigger." Dad ordered. I shook my head.

"I can't hurt you, daddy." I said, thinking about what would happen to Mom. I shook my head furiously.

"Gwen, don't be ridiculous." Dad reasoned. "Do it. It will be fine." His eyes were guarded with a small reassuring smile.

"You have 5 seconds, Gwen." Mr. Black said.

"Gwen."

"5."

"Do it."

"4."

"Now."

"3."

"I promise. I'll be fine."

"2."

"Gwen."

"1."

"I love you, Dad." I whispered.

Before a bullet was fired.

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Sorry for the short chapter and also for a late update. But I didn't know how exactly I'll write this part, so it took a while, but I went with the flow and here it is. Enjoy.

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