[ WP ] `` Daddy , are we the bad guys ? ''

`` Quick.'' I motioned my hands, making sure that they were the ones talking. Smart little Rob waited for the blue flashing lights to pass, and rolled towards me. 
 
 `` Good boy.'' I pushed him ever so gently to the side, peaking out of the alleyway to check for the police cars. 
 
 `` Daddy, why are running again?'' I quickly placed my index finger on his lips, giving him a glare. I've explained it to him many times. 
 
 `` Can you load a gun?'' I pulled one out of my pocket. I handed it to him, and within moments he has a new clip inside and his fingers were ready to squeeze the trigger. He stared at me, and nodded twice. 
 
 `` Good.'' I pulled my own out. 
 
 `` Daddy. Are we the bad guys?'' 
 
 `` What? No we're not. They are.'' I pointed to the cops outside. I could hear the dogs barking at us. I steadied my aim. 
 
 `` Daddy, I do n't want to die.'' 
 
 `` Look at it this way. We can visit mommy later in heaven.'' 
 
 `` But you killed mommy.'' 
 
 `` Well...'' A bullet almost hit me, denting the wall. I stuck my arm out, and shot back in return. 
 
 `` Go. Go. If anyone dies tonight, I do n't want it to be you.'' 
 
 Rob quickly took off sprinting, not looking back at me. I did n't bother, as I hear the sound of a rifle clicking into action. I peaked out a little, and hid back behind the wall. There was no way they could shoot me from here- 
 
 `` Sorry, daddy. For mommy.'' 

