She looks at her mother’s shocked expression. With tears rippling out of her eyes, Alexandria falls forward, landing on top of Cash.
Cash gasps for air, holding the side of his abdomen. Alexandria sniffles and kneels next to him. “Oh Cash, I’m so sorry. The gun went off, I was trying to get it away from you,” she cries. Feeling something wet, she notices blood pouring out of his abdomen and onto the floor. To control the bleeding, she presses her hands against his stomach. “We-we have to stop you from bleeding to death.” Alexandria adds more pressure while crying continuously.
“Shh, don’t cry Alex.” He rubs her wet face. “This is what I get for being such a hothead. I’ve been such a fool. There is nothing more sobering than getting shot. I hope you can forgive me.”
She kisses his lips, and then notices Amelia rocking back and forth with her hands covering her ears and her eyes tightly shut.
Alexandria takes Cash’s hands and puts them over his wound. “Keep your hands here, I’ll be right back.”
She crawls over to Amelia and hugs her tightly. After a few seconds, Amelia begins to come around and looks into her mother’s eyes. “Mom, is dad…is he?” Alexandria shakes her head no. She kisses Amelia’s forehead and gets up to call 911. Amelia crawls over to her dad and adds pressure to his wound as Cash winces from the pain.
“Amelia, I’m sorry you had to see such an ugly side of me. I promise, I never wanted to hurt you or your mother. If I don’t make it—”
“Dad, please don’t talk like that. You will make it. Mom and I love you so much.”
“I love you too baby.”
There’s a loud thump outside the door. It suddenly swings open. Leona storms into the house. She takes one look at Cash and glares at Alexandria. “What have you done?!”
Alexandria puts her hand over the phone and yells, “What have I done? This is all your fault!”
Leona tearfully kneels down, next to Cash. “It’s going to be okay baby brother, I’m here now,” she cries. Amelia scowls at her aunt as she keeps her hands pressed on the wound. When Leona gets up, Amelia sighs, wondering what she’s up to.
“Yes, please hurry!” Alexandria says through the phone.
“Mom!” Amelia screams.
Alexandria drops the phone and comes face to face with the gun. Leona has the .38 pointed inches away from her chest.