**Elena POV**
James had a g*n and he was pointing it at Adrian and my brain stopped working for a second because this wasn't supposed to happen, people didn't just show up at your apartment with guns, but here we were and the g*n was real and James's hand was shaking as he held it.
"James, put the g*n down," Adrian said and his voice was calm but I could hear the tension underneath. "You don't want to do this."
"Don't tell me what I want." James's words were slurred and he was swaying on his feet. "You don't know anything about what I want."
I moved without thinking and stepped between them, putting myself directly in front of the g*n, and Adrian grabbed my arm trying to pull me back but I didn't budge.
"James, don't," I said. "Whatever you're angry about, shooting Adrian isn't going
