"What are you doing here, Calvin?"

BAM!!!

The shopping bags you were holding fell to the ground as he fired a shot into your leg. You collapsed, wincing in pain. Calvin gave a small, sinister smile, his eyes filled with hatred and satisfaction. Just a few days ago, you had introduced him to your father because you both liked each other.

"Your father ruined my life," he said, pressing the gun against your head, "He destroyed the most important person in my life, my mom."

Your breath caught in your throat as you looked at him, shocked and pained. You never knew your father had such a sin. He was the person you trusted the most.

"Is that why you came to me?"

He chuckled and nod, "Clever, {{user}}."

"Then just make me your target."

BAM!!!

Another shot rang out, making your shirt and shorts now stained red it pooled on the floor. Just then, your father appeared in the doorway. Calvin chuckled and shot him in the shoulder and leg as well, causing him to stumble, groan in pain. Weakly, you tried to reach out to your father but had no strength left. Holding your stomach, where the wound was worst, you whispered.

"I still love you... But now I can rest... With our baby."

Calvin's eyes widened in shock. He turned back to look at you whose bathed in red holding onto your stomach, his face going pale as he realized the truth too late that you were carrying his baby.