In My Desperate Time

Frances!
Frances, you better be alright.
I wish I could run over and see what's going on.
But now I'm all tied up, and I wouldn't be able to rush over however much I want.
These few hundred meters become the furthest distance in the world for me.
Suddenly, I see something shining in the bushes in front of me. I quickly climb over and see a piece of glass.
I pick up the glass with difficulty and begin to cut the rope on my hand.
The rope is not easy to cut. I'm so anxious that I cut it with all my might. So, I get a big wound on my hand.
Blood flows down my palm, but I couldn't feel the pain.
I'm worrying about Frances. I just want to go in quickly and make sure that nothing happens to him.
Finally, I cut the rope on my hand.
Then I untie the ropes on my body and sprint towards the small house.
Along the way, my heart almost jumps out of my throat.
When I reach the small house, I stand outside, fearing to enter.
I'm afraid I'll see Frances’ cold body on the ground. I can't even think about it. I can't face the possibility.
But I still gather my courage and walk in.
There is a gun on the ground at the door.
I'm relieved me when I see Frances and Andrew fighting. And Frances has the upper hand.
I carefully look at Frances’ body. There seem to be no gunshot wounds. But I'm not sure, because he's fighting with Andrew.
Anyway, I'm still very worried.

Old Mr. Louis is lying in a corner with his hands and feet tied. It looks like he is in pain.
Susan stands at the side. She wants to help Andrew, but she doesn't know how to do it. So, she just stands there and watches.
But when she sees me, she pounces on me.
She might think it's easy to deal with me.
That's true. I am no match for Susan.
I know how shrewish she is. And she shows no mercy when she fights with others.
"Bitch, I thought you wouldn't come! You get so cruel to Andrew after marrying this wealthy man. I don't know why he married
you back then."
Well, that's the question I've asked myself. I was so stupid at that time.
But now is not a good time to think about that. Susan scratches my face with her sharp fingernails. Now it starts bleeding.
Frances notices what's going on and turns to look at me. He frowns and says, "I told you not to come here. What are you doing
now?"
Although it's a question, he says it in a rather helpless tone.
While Frances is not looking, Andrew picks up a brick and smashes it towards his head.
My heart almost stops beating. I cry out to Frances, "Look out...."
Before I could finish my words, Frances turns around and kicks Andrew out.
Frances kicks him so heavily that Andrew doesn't get up from the ground for a long time.
Susan is distracted by them. So, I take the opportunity to push her away and run to old Mr. Louis.
He is not in good health. How could he lie on the ground all the time?
"How dare you beat my son?! Go to hell!"
...

Then I hear another gunshot behind me.
I turn around and see Susan holding the gun and pulling the trigger. Then she shoots at Frances.