"Why, would you shoot my father jane!" A very angry maura isles screamed as she threw me my jacket.
"He was going to shoot me maura, I didn't have a choice."I Stood there lost, how could she react this way. She know I wouldn't do anything to hurt her, I didn't want to die
"What the hell rizzoli, paddy wouldn't have shot you, he knows how important you are to maura" korsak said,
"Yes he was, korsak" what the fuck is going on
"Rizzoli come on that's her father" frost my partner, was sticking up for that low life instead of his partner.
"I hate you jane, do hear me I hate your guts. You said he was going to shoot you? I wish he would have. As a matter of fact I wish hoyt would have killed you the first time. Here take your cheap ass ring back" she threw it at me and it hit the grown " We're done" and she walked away. Damn that hurts, korsak and frost shook there heads at me and ran after maura. Every fucking cop is giving me a dirty look. I didn't do shit wrong.
Flashback
Maura came face to face with the person who has been trying to kill her. I run in after he raised his gun at her, I didn't wait for back up. I get in there and tell him it's over and I look and I see agent dean. I can't believe he's crooked. Out of nowhere a bullet went through his skull. I look up and I see paddy and he points his gun to me. I turn my gun in his direction I shook my head no and he smirked. He was about to pull the trigger but I was faster.
End flashback
I give my statement to a rude ass officer and I drove back to BPD. I walk in and I swear everyone is giving me dirty looks. I walked past the café and I see Ma, korsak, frost, frankie, and Cavanaugh standing around maura comforting her. Ma notice me though
"Jane Clementine rizzoli!" She came over and slapped me dead in my face hard. "What is wrong with you, I can't believe you would shoot her father, you are no child of mine, because I would never give birth to a killer like you, your a monster for what you did,your no better then hoyt" I just stare at her, then Cavanaugh come over
"Give me your gun and badge rizzoli" I look at him confused as ever, his voice was so harsh and it had so much bite to it, but I'm to emotionally drained for this bullshit. I gave him what he asked for
"You're being investigated because of the shooting, and I been order to have you transfer to evidence lock up in the basement. As for now you are no longer a detective" I'm no longer a what! Is this shit real. A fucking mob boss is worth all this.
"O-okay, um how long is the investigation going to last"
"I don't know rizzoli just get the hell out of here, unfortunately you can come back tomorrow. You will get your things from your desk and go to evidence lock up." I can't believe this is happening, I want to break down and cry, but i refuse to let them see me cry. I just look at him and everyone around me and I walked out. I drove home feeling so numb and hurt and broken all in one. I get out my car and I walk toward the steps, before I could start climbing I feel someone grabbing my hair and covering my mouth so I can't scream. This person pulled me an ally and slammed me up against the wall. And I see two men, the one that was dragging me uncovered my mouth and punched my in the stomach. I clinched my stomach and I double over in pain. He stands me up and punched me in the face, he repeatedly punch me. I sink to the ground. My right eye is swollen shut and I can feel the other one starting to bruise my mouth is full of blood. The other one push me back so I was laying flat on my back.
"Damn detective rizzoli my friend over here fucked you up pretty back" they chuckled "your face maybe fucked up but your body aint."
"Yo man stick to the plan"
"Shut up im workin ova here, anyway, this ass beatin you just got was from paddy, he said your lucky he didn't die or you would be swimming with the fishes, oh and this" he said before kicking me in my side twice"is for paddy because he had to sneak out the hospital, so he wouldn't go to prison. And this" he kicked me five times"is just because im an asshole," they laughed "alright rizzoli, this will teach dont fuck with paddy doyle" they left and I laid there for a moment. Fuck this shit hurt. I slowly get up and as soon as I do I feel dizzy. I wait a minute and then I slowly walked up to my apartment and I went in the bathroom to clean my self up. I look in the mirror and I grasp. My face is swollen. My lip is split and I a gash on the inside of my lip. I pull up my shirt and a bruise is starting to form on my side. I cleaned my self up and walked to my room. I changed into boxer and a black tank top ignoring the pain. I walk in the living and I sit down and I call my pop in Florida. I haven't heard from him in a while and I really need to get away from Boston
"Hello"
"Pop" my voice cracked, and tears rolled down my face.
"Janie what's wrong, why does it sound like your crying"
"I... uh... I need to get out of Boston for a while, things are bad here daddy. I shot mauras father in self-defense and people around here don't agree with me and I feel so alone pop. I know i sound like a little kid right now but everyone hates me and maura, she uh dumped me.. its just-" I was cut off
"What do you mean dumped you" fuck I forgot he doesn't know
"Me and maura was dating, engaged actually"
"What? Janie thats sick. Not only is that sick but its a sin, You know what you're getting everything you deserve" with that he hung up. Now im completely alone. My own family turned their backs on me when I need them the most. Well I haven't heard from Tommy, who am I kidding he's definitely going to side with maura. I go to my kitchen and grabbed the bottle of tequila and I sit on my floor drinking it. Ignoring the pain I feel from the cuts, the burn in my throat and the pain on my side.
Maybe the world would be better if I wasn't here. Maybe maura was right, Hoyt should have killed me.
How could she say that to me, how could ma said that to me. My own family. Family means nothing to me anymore. I have always had their backs when they needed me now I don't have anyone.
I throw the bottle of tequila at a wall still ignoring the pain. How could my partners turn their backs on me. I trusted them with my life. I trusted my family with my life. With everything that's happening now it makes me wonder, if I can't trust my family and partners then who can I trust...