Unforgiven Past

Chapter Five

Harry walked out, and screamed when he seen Cameron’s body on the floor. Mum dropped the handle of the mug, and grabbed tea towel to wrap around her hand. She ran over to Harry and picked him up to give him a cuddle. The poor kid actually liked Cameron, and Cam was actually nice to him, nicer then he was too me.

I managed to get up still shaking and scared, I jumped over Cameron’s unconscious body- watching him closely to make sure he wasn’t moving. As soon as I was out the door I ran as fast as I could. I ran so fast that I felt like I was going to trip over. I jumped over our front gate, I didn’t bother opening it and within seconds I was bagging the next door neighbours door down, and yelling for help.

They were an older couple, who were really nice. We always said hello to each other. I was worried I might of scared them, but I just wanted to get them to call the police, my mum needed help, before Cam woke up. I didn’t want him to be alone with Harry and Mum .

As soon as they opened the door, I broke down crying. I blurted everything out, and they understood it all. The old lady rang the police while her husband went to a cupboard and grabbed out a shotgun.

“Its okay, he wont hurt you or family while I’m here” He we both jogged back to my house.

We ran through the door, and he pointed the gun about one metre from Cameron’s body.

“Are you okay?” He asked looking up at my mum cradling Harry.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth my mum that she broke down. She grabbed me and hugged me and cried the whole time. We waited a couple of minutes, I could hear the sirens coming down the road, and I felt safe. Harry had woken up from all the commotion, I was glad he never seen anything though. We sat there on the lounge watching as the ambulance strapped Cameron down to the bed. He wasn’t being very co-operative, he tried to take a couple of swings at the police. So the ambulance jabbed him with a needle, and within a minute he was knocked out.

After everyone had left mum come over and knelt down in front of me and gave me a cuddle,

“You’re a brave boy Pete. Sticking up for your Momma shows me that your going to be a great man when you grow up. I’m sorry Cameron hurt you honey.” She said hugging us both.

I nodded as she spoke, the tears were falling down my cheeks, I could feel the stinging from where Cam had thumped me, it was sore. The police made me go to the hospital and get checked because of how swollen my face was. They said I was either very lucky that Cameron never broke my jaw, or he hit like a girl; I laughed when they said that, thinking to myself ‘Well he is a short ass little b***h’.