Two holes. One bullet. Good news. I handed her the gun for a minute and pulled him to the wall behind a desk and waited. She was taking care of him, a...d I sat, aimed at the door, waiting. First one, then the other, came through; I got one in the shoulder and the other in the neck. Both left, I heard stumbling, and a moan, then a racket like a bowling ball on the stairs. I could only hope. Svetlana got on the phone and called their police, telling them what was happening, then had me get a phone. ‘I see you’re fond of showing a swarm of men your assets now then?’ as he glared at her, knowing what a stickler she was for not being considered a whore, or giving off any remotely sexual signals to guys. ‘How things change,’ John said, sipping his scotch and coke. She suddenly felt self conscious, knowing what he must think of her right now, hoping he knows why she’s doing this, wanting so badly to gain his acceptance, but outwardly trying to portray that she was strong and confident, and. She of course started to kick her feet harder to get away. Running out of air I swam to the surface and was bombarded with a wave of water as my uncle decided he should jump into the pool at the same time as I was coming up, so much for fresh air…cough, cough!The three of us finished our time in the pool, wrestling each other under the water and such. We were all starting to get hungry and by this time my aunt had arrived home and started to prepare dinner. Uncle Jamie got the BBQ ready for. Well... I don't think I'm dead yet. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to talk to myself like this. Unless I'm in the afterlife?Can't know for sure until I get my ass up, I guess.C'mon John. It's time to wake up.I blinked my eyes open.Everything in my vision was hazy as shit. I could barely see anything in front of me. Looked like a white-ish ceiling though.Fuck man, was I dead?Wait... No, I was still kicking.I looked down to see a heavy blanket covering me. A hospital respiratory mask was strapped.