Colby's POV
Quill.
How was it fucking possible that he could be alive right now? I remembered killing him, shooting him right in the head.
Sure, I was preoccupied at the moment of his death because Julia was in a life threatening situation but I was almost certain he was dead.
There should be no reason for him to be fighting me right now.
The fact he was holding his own daughter hostage and punishing her like this was enough fuel to want to kill him again.
But now I found myself surrounded in chaos. Time stopping as Sam screamed out in pain.
He was my best friend. Someone I had known and loved for a long time.
If he died because of my dumb mistake I wouldn't forgive myself.
I looked over at him, letting the distraction work.
I knew Will was here to distract me. I knew he did that so Quill could get his fatal shot at me.
"Giving up?" Quill asked with a laugh as he held a gun up to my forehead, pushing me against the wall so I couldn't move.
I didn't care that he was about to kill me. I didn't even try to fight back.
I was more concerned about Julia and Sam right now.
They couldn't die because I was stupid and pulled them into this.
"Look at me." Quill snapped causing me to look at him.
"Do it." I mumbled as his eyes shifted slightly. "You're just gonna give up?" He asked as I nodded.
"Get them out of here and you can kill me or worse. Just get them out of here." I said with intensity.
I felt like I could see the wheels turning in his head as he stared at me.
It wasn't until he let me go and turned towards Julia that I knew what he was doing.
Julia had stood up and was stumbling over to us with a gun in her hand.
Time moved in slow motion as her dad raised his gun to shoot her again.
Before he could, she gritted her teeth and shot him in the head.
My jaw dropped, watching him collapse in front of me.
Julia didn't stop though.
She kept shooting him, screaming in agony as she sobbed.
She shot him probably fifteen times before the gun ran out of bullets, but she kept pulling the trigger, completely breaking down.
"Hey." I whispered and rushed over to her, collecting her in my arms as she sobbed.
As soon as my arms were around her she collapsed, still trying to shoot the very dead body in front of us.
"He's dead, sweetheart. He's gone." I whispered and carefully took the gun from her so she would stop.
"He's not! He's not dead!" Julia screamed, trying so desperately to take the gun from me again.
I had seen Julia cry many times. I had seen her break down before but this was different.
She was completely broken.
I pulled her into my chest and looked up at Sam and Will.
Sam was holding his side, which was bleeding. It didn't look like a fatal blow by any means so I felt my anxiety surrounding him decrease a little bit.
