They always say that when your time comes, you won't be scared. Ain't that a load of poop. I mean, Aaron was really really really mean, but a gun? Seriously? Unfortunately, i had no doubt that he would shoot.
" So, this is the man who has come to take my daughter away from her lovely father", he said.
"Lovely? And please, I'm not your daughter. I thought we established that when you started hitting me!", I replied, my voice raising on that last part.
"Max, Max, calm down, we'll find a way out of this." Jeb whispered softly. "At my mark, run until you find someone and call the police."
After that, we all just sorta stayed quiet. Aaron was looking between Jeb and I, suspicious. But then, Jeb looked at me, and whispered, "Run."
I did exactly as told. But after a minute or so, I realized Jeb wasn't behind me. That was when I heard the fighting. I quickly ran back to the house, where Aaron and Jeb were fighting. It looked like Jeb had the upper hand, but then, the wheel turned. Aaron was getting more and more punches in, while Jeb was defending himself less and less.
I know I should have helped him, but I don't think they'd want me to. This was between them, and I respected that. I didn't want to interfere. Besides, it didn't look like there was much I could do anyways. But something brought my attention back to the fight.
Aaron had the gun in his hand, pointed at Jeb. And there was nothing either of us could do it. If I lunged, we'd both get killed, whereas Jeb couldn't jump aside, with all the blood he had lost.
"Max, leave. If you leave, you can be safe. Go to the police and tell them everything. They'll believe you."
"No Jeb, you tried to help me. No one's ever done that for me before. I can't just leave you here."
And just as Aaron pulled the trigger, I threw myself in front of Jeb.