Phil. Phil had just shot Dan. It was in the back of the knee so it wasn't too bad, just enough to buy us time to get out. We get up, I wanted to vomit with the amount of blood on the floor.
Not even bothering to process what happened I call up our trusty pulls friends....the roommates
I picked up Phil who was currently screaming and We ran out of the house after stealing Dans car keys. Colby was driving. While he was I explained what happened. Sam actually started crying he was so worried.
He told the other roommates and I said we'd see them soon. After a "stay safe" and "can't wait to see you" I hung up and tried not to focus at the fact I'm out of clothing.
Colby sighs "I'm sorry you had to see that" he says. I swallow the lump in my throat. Having flashbacks.
if it weren't for Phil, my husband would be dead.
I pull out from my pocket a lollipop and give it to Phil. It was in case I felt extra down, but Phil needed it.
"Here you go buddy" I say. He takes it "why are you giving this to me?" "because you helped us. And we love you" "love you to mum"