decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
He just nodded and leaned back, trying to remain calm and gather himself but he started feeling really weird and they seemed to be taking a really long time so he got out the car, locking it, and used his crutch to get inside, finding them stood in a long line at the pharmacy and frowned some, taking another couple steps before descending into another coughing fit, this time a lot of blood coming up with it before he collapsed in the middle of the aisle, blacking out.
Bea frowned and shook her head, crying. “No! Daddy what’s wrong?!” She asked him, worried about him. “I don’t wanna see mommy like that anymore. Daddy I wanna go home!” She cried more and tried to get closer to him again but when he pulled a gun out of his waistband and pointed it at her she screamed and started running away, bumping into someone by accident.
Bea frowned and shook her head, crying. “No! Daddy what’s wrong?!” She asked him, worried about him. “I don’t wanna see mommy like that anymore. Daddy I wanna go home!” She cried more and tried to get closer to him again but when he pulled a gun out of his waistband and pointed it at her she screamed and started running away, bumping into someone by accident.