Gabrielle’s (Gabby) P.O.V

I mess with my dress that has little mermaids on it. Mama told me to dress up because she said that a very important guest was coming over.

I sat on the couch watching My Little Pony, while mommy and daddy ran around setting the table and making dinner.

As soon as Mama and Daddy finish there is a knock on the door. They both looked nervous almost scared so I gave them my best smile and stood beside them as they opened the door.

“Hello, Mr. Hart!” My mother says and shakes the big man’s hand, “This is my husband, Xander, and my seven-year-old daughter, Gabby.” I give him a shy wave.

He ignored me and said, “Nice to meet you both. May I come in?” His voice scares me.

“Yes, Yes, of course!” My parents moved away right away, bringing me with them.

They started speaking in hushed tones and Mr. Hart scary man looked like he was starting to get mad.

My dad bent down on one knee and said, “Go into the kitchen and wait for us there, okay honey?”

“Okay, dada.” I could sense his uneasiness so I just decided that doing what he said without complaint would be best.

I had an extremely bad feeling about the big scary man. I stayed in the kitchen until it was impossible ignoring their yells and cries. I slowly emerged from the kitchen hiding behind a piece of furniture to see what was happening.

I saw my mama crying and my daddy still yelling while Mr. Hart stood there smirking and slowly pulled out a gun. Then the room goes silent once a loud boom goes off then everything becomes a blurry mess as I run out of my hiding spot to my mom on the ground, eyes closed.

My father just stood there, then collapsed like he couldn’t… Couldn’t what? I’m not sure.

His tear-filled eyes were solely on my mom and me. I was trying to wake up my mom when I heard my throat clear. I looked up at Mr. Hart, not understanding what was happening, with my mom’s blood-staining my favorite dress.

He looked right into my eyes for the first time and said, “Never forget that a Hart has no heart.” That made my father very mad.

“Don’t you dare talk to my daughter you coward!”

My dad got up and looked like he was about to punch Mr. Hart, but Mr. Hart looked at me than my father and it was like they had a silent conversation with only their eyes before Mr. Hart left. He reminded me of the bad guy in a movie.

Alexander’s (Xander) P.O.V

Mr. William Hart is coming over for dinner. My wife, Julia, owes him quite a bit of money that we have yet to pay up. We are hoping that he will give us some more time to pay it all up.

This night is very important for us so we have to make sure everything will work out. Julia and I rush to make sure everything is spotless for tonight. Hopefully with Gabrielle here, Mr. Hart will be less inclined to do anything too drastic.

Finally, the moment I’ve been dreading for days, the bell rings. We open the door for Mr. Hart and immediately I have a good feeling about tonight. We quickly introduced ourselves and let him in. I don’t say much, knowing that this is something that Julia should handle on her own. I’m just here for support and to help when I see fit.

When I realized that things were escalating fast I told Gabby to leave and go to the kitchen. I get extremely angry once I realize that Julia is crying and start to yell at Mr. Hart with my wife holding my shoulders back to make sure I won’t do something I might regret.

Next thing I know there is a loud bang and I find myself helpless staring at the scene. My legs give out. I couldn’t take it anymore. At that moment I wanted to give up. I physically couldn’t take my eyes off of the woman I love.

That was until I heard that 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 dare speak to 𝚖𝚢 poor, innocent, and sweet daughter. I don’t know when I stood up or if I even said anything but all I could focus on was the fact that I wanted to kill him with my own bare hands. But I didn’t, I couldn’t.

One look at him just to see him looking from my daughter to me, giving me a pointed look told me all that I needed to know. I can’t lose my daughter as well. After that I silently watched him leave. Talk about an evil man.