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Reid could only watch in horror as his father reached for the gun. He didn't even bother to try to grab the gun before his father could. He was standing too far away and knew he would never beat him to it.
"W-what are you doing?" Reid asked him, although he had a pretty good idea what his father wanted to do. What else is a gun used for besides shooting someone?
His father only answered him by pointing the gun directly at him.
Reid thought of his options. He could try to run. You can't outrun a bullet! He could call out for help in hopes that his neighbors heard. Then he'll just silence you with a bullet! He could try to secretly call someone from his team. You left your cell phone in your room by your bed! He could try to talk his father down. You don't know anything about him, and you don't even know why he's doing this!
"Why are you doing this?" he asked.
"Your little visit may not have had any impact on your life, but it ruined mine. It turns out being accused of murder has some heavy repercussions." He paused. "You know, you can put your hands down. It's not like they are going to stop me from shooting you."
Reid hadn't even realized he had put his hands up. It was a sign of surrender he knew, but to what he was surrendering to he wasn't sure. It was just a natural reaction to having a gun pointed at him. He slowly lowered his hands to his side.
"Why do want to shoot me?"
"Because, your little visit ruined my life."
"How could it have ruined your life? You weren't even guilty."
"It seems that after you get accused of murder, no one trusts you anymore."
Reid swallowed slowly. He could tell were this was going. And it wasn't anywhere good.
"My boss fired me because he didn't want the company to get a bad reputation! My friends kept their children away from me because they were afraid I was going to molest them! And eventually those so called friends started to keep away from me themselves because they didn't trust me!"
His father was only becoming more and more agitated as he spoke.
"I'm sure that isn't the way they felt," Reid tried. "Sometimes our minds can play tricks on us and make us think th-"
"You saying I'm crazy?" his father interrupted with more force in his voice, taking a step towards Reid. "I am NOT like your mother!"
"I didn't say that. I was simply stating that your mind could have tricked you into believing that nobody trusted you anymore."
"My mind didn't trick me into anything! They didn't trust me. Not even the fact that I was found completely innocent made them trust me again."
"So you're going to continue to be completely innocent by killing me?"
"I might as well," his father said. "They already think I'm a murderer."
A moment later, he squeezed the trigger.