Warning: Abuse, PTSD, gun violence-  Spoiler alert! This chapter has spoilers for the movie Enola Holmes

 It was July 12th. Two days after I had came home from the hospital and I was lying on the couch in Barrett's apartment. We had decided to have a movie night, since she was taking the night off. We decided to watch Enola Holmes. Barrett wanted to make sure that I understood that I, a girl, can do anything a boy can do. That's why we were watching Enola Holmes. 

We got set up on the couch, with pillows, and blankets, and popcorn. We put on the movie and she pointed some things out to me. 

"Do you see that?" She pointed to Enola decoding a message from her mother. I nodded. "Do you think everyone can do that?" 

"No?" I said. 

"But she can, right?" Barrett asked.

"Yeah."

"Even though she's a girl?" Barrett said.

"Just because she's a girl, doesn't mean she's not as smart or brave or resourceful as her brothers!" I exclaimed. 

Barrett smiled. "Exactly."

The movie was amazing, but then all of a sudden, there was a gunshot. I flashed back. 

"What's that?!" My father screamed.

"A-a script." I stammered

"I thought I told you theatre was stupid!" My dad screamed.

"I-I'm sorry, dad. There were auditions for Seusical and I decided to try." 

"So you lied to me?!" My dad yelled, pointing a gun to my head.

"P-please stop." 

He fired. Thankfully it was only a blank, but it scared me.

 I woke up in Barrett's arms. She turned off the movie. "Shhh, it's ok." She said, rubbing my head. She sang to me softly until I calmed down. "Want to tell me what happened?" She asked, concerned.

"M-my dad. He had a gun. H-he tried to shoot me!" I said through tears.

"Oh honey." She said sadly. "Don't worry. He can't hurt you now." She tucked me into bed. "Goodnight." She told me. 

"Goodnight, Barrett.

AN: I have a very evil idea but idk if I will go through with it. Be warned.