Please read chapter 22 of Always A War On Something by Howl Of A Werewolf before this.
Carly's p.o.v
"I told you I heard screaming and gunfire- oh fuck, Carly!" Johnny says, catching me in his arms before he and Dash help me into the house.
My face hurts too much to talk, my neck is bleeding because the knife was dragged down it… but he's dead.
He can't hurt Dash anymore… he can't hurt anyone anymore.
I fought back hard, despite him being much stronger… I don't even know how he mistook me for Dash, aside from both of us being small in height.
"Niko, find that medkit and find Michael!" Dash shouts, Johnny putting me on the couch and moving my hair back, seeing the blood as Niko and Dad run over to me.
Johnny's p.o.v
Bastard went right for her neck! Images of Gionna being attacked at 13 surface into my mind but I try to brush them off… thankfully, it's a flesh wound this time… Carly won't need stitches but she's gonna have a hell of a scar when it heals.
I try to be as gentle as possible when patching her neck up but muffled screams escape her mouth every few seconds… she can't completely open her mouth, did he break her jaw?!
Carly's neck is bandaged up now so I press an ice pack to her face to try to take the pain away… she's not showing her pain right now but it's there… he really went too far this time.
"Guys… there's a dead body on the sidewalk… looks like he was shot, fell and cracked his skull." Adam says after walking in, Dash and Niko following him outside.
Dash's p.o.v
"They're gonna come looking for who killed him." Adam says.
The thing is… I know exactly who did and she's on the couch in her home now, being fixed up by the man who loves her more than life itself.
I see a nearby car and get an idea…
We put my dad's body in the car and drive out to Sandy Shores, stopping at Trevor's caravan, seeing the icebox in the back.
"We'll properly dispose of him later when the police aren't looking for Carly… this was self defense but the cops in San Andreas are as bad as the ones in Liberty City." I say before we get out, putting him in the icebox and shutting it before leaving.
When we get back to the De Santa residence, Michael's carefully hugging Carly, trying to calm her down. They let go, Carly walking back to Johnny and sitting down next to him, resting her head on his shoulder as he pulls her into his arms.
Trevor Philips… this time, you've gone too far!
Trevor's p.o.v, the next day…
"Fuck off! I'm sleeping here!" I shout at the approaching train, still drunk before stumbling off the tracks and getting into my truck, driving off.
It's when I get back home that I notice the blood trail in the back and get out, running to the icebox and unlocking it… Dash's dead dad falling out and hitting the ground.
Dash must've fought back against him harder than I thought… but I know it wasn't her and that this stupid bastard snatched the wrong girl…
Carly's a hell of a lot fucking harder to kill than I thought.
I put the body back in the icebox and lock it… better to wait until the heat dies down before… well, I don't think anyone would suspect anything if I took him to the mortuary.
I really can't leave the guy here to go find the others… what do I do now?