It had been almost a week, and it was the day of Xandra's huge birthday party. It was gonna be at a party hall a town over. This was her sweet 16, so Chris had to make it great. Katy had taken Xandra to get a dress, Chris got a huge cake made. They were being catered by the best sandwich / Pizza place in town.

Xandra stood by Till, her wonderful boyfriend. She was dancing like a fool. Suddenly, shoot the DJ came on by green day.

"Who requested that?" Chris asked. That was the song playing when Randy stabbed him. "Where are you Randy?! I'm gonna kill you!"

Just then, BANG! BANG! BANG! Everyone hit the floor in panic. Till started screaming, tears rushing down his eyes. "CHRIS! CHRIS! XANDRA, XANDRA STAY WITH US! UNCLE LUKE, CALL 911!"

Chris rushed over and held her close. The blood covered her baby blue short ruffled dress along with the floor around her. "Xandra, Xandra NO! Xandra please."

The paramedics pushed Chris out of the way and rushed her on to the stretcher.

All she heard was the sirens. The sound was loud, but muffled. Her vision was going blury. "Dad..." She passed out after the one word that made Chris bury his face in his hands.

Her eyes opened slightly, adjusting to the bright hospital lights. She was in unimaginable pain. Her left shoulder was throbbing. Her right side of her stomach was like it was being stabbed. And the top middle of her stomach felt like it was shreds of nerves being torn in half.

"Dad..." She mumbled through her dry throat.

He laughed and cried at the same time. He took her hand in his. Katie Katie, Luke, Till and Kane rushed over.

Til stared into her eyes, "Xandra, lose my number." He turned to walk away.

"What, Baby, what are you talking about? Why?" She sobbed.

"You're broken now. You got shot because you're weak. Forget it, I wish you died from that bullet!"

Chris clenched his fists and punched Till in the face. Tills lip bled. "Luke, get your fucking nephew away from my daughter now! He is never coming near her or our house again."

Luke brought the boy out by the hair, pulling him out. "How could you do that? I can't believe you're your father's son! He woulda beat you for talking to a woman that way!"

"I don't understand. What did I do? I liked him. He was always so nice to me. He told me he loved me." Xandra sobbed. The tears stung in her eyes.

Chris had no clue what to do. He had just seen his daughter talked to like his father used to talk to his mother. He just stood there.

Kane walked over to her, puppy look in his eyes. He held a napkin and wiped the tears from her eyes. "Xandra, you've already survived losing your parents. The physical pain of a gun shot goes away. The pain of words can last a life time. Don't let it. He's a useless insensitive jerk. He doesn't deserve you. You've been through hell, you've just been shot three times. But Xandra, Till is a jerk. Randy's a bastard. You're so much better than them. You're beautiful. Till is crazy."

She wiped away her tears with the arm not in a sling. She forced a small smile. "Thanks Kane."

Xandra insisted that Chris go on his tour. There was no way to cancel it anyway. So Kane was staying with Xandra for the three weeks.