Title: The Results
Summary: Bosco's POV. 1/3 Aftermath and continuation of The Race. Please read The Race before you read The Results…No cheating ;)
Spoilers: A few from The Race and The Price Of Nobility.
It wasn't until a few seconds later; I realized the results of the race. Cruz clutched her shoulder with her left hand; her right still held her pistol, a confused look sprawled across her face almost as if she wasn't sure whether she was shot. I knew she was shot and she too did when I saw the blood drizzle thought her fingers. Looking from her wound to me I felt like vomiting. Glancing over to Faith, she looked stunned, absolutely as pale as a ghost, her eyes frozen on the panic stricken Maritza Cruz. She still had her gun on Cruz and when she looked at me, I thought I would die right then and there. Faith's gun did nothing more then backfire.
My gun clattered to the floor in complete shock. I had shot her, I had shot Cruz. What the hell did I do? Cruz was walking back slowly, stumbling over her own feet collapsing her back with the wall. Noble shuttered spineless in the corner. My eyes went from her torn expression, to the gun she still held securely in her hand.
As I looked back over to Faith for a second she stared at me in disbelief, almost like she was looking at a murderer. What the hell was that about? She had fired at Cruz, just to her misfortune, the gun wasn't loaded! What was Faith mad at me because she wasn't the one to have the glory and hurt Cruz? Well congratulations Bosco, you earned that pit of guilt in your stomach. Looking back to Cruz, her eyes were in raged with fury, pain, and anger.
I walked a few feet closer to Cruz whose eyes were pivoting to Faith and then back to me. She was bleeding freely now, her hand still over her wound like it was going to stop. "You fucking son of a bitch!" She scowled at me furious. "Don't come near me!" She yelled, her gun rose quickly in front of her.
"Bosco," Faith warned as I continued to walk forward slowly. I was speechless.
"Did you hear me? I said stay away from me!" Cruz continued to scream at me, tears were now flowing down her cheeks as she shook her gun. I stopped, tears fighting to break my eyes. This couldn't be happening. It just couldn't be!
"Bosco, stay away from her." Faith replied over to me.
"You'll both be sorry!" She yelled fiercely her gun now on Faith, "Oh you thought you'd get me out of the way huh? Ever since I met you, I knew you'd be another one of my problems" Cruz scoffed through her tears at Faith. "Well, you'll be sorry." She said her finger holding the trigger.
"Cruz! No!" I yelled at her racing to push Faith out of Cruz's death zone, however, I was too late. I slammed into the end table and watched as Faith crippled to the ground slowly, holding her chest.
"Faith!" I yelled at her unaware Cruz now had her gun, her tool of revenge, on me. Finding my feet I made an attempt to move towards Faith but Cruz's harsh voice stopped me,
"Don't go near her," Cruz hissed at me with a small chuckle. I looked at her sharply, her gun aimed particularly at my head. I found myself staring at a stranger. "You thought you could trick me, huh, with this son of a bitch over here?" She laughed cruelly swinging her gun at Noble quickly who was crying like a baby, he flinched at the site of Cruz's gun. Aiming it back at me I gulped tensely, I knew perfectly well Cruz wasn't going to hesitate again to use her gun.
"You thought I cared about you." She snipped at me with another bitter laugh. "Awe poor baby, did I hurt Bosco's feelings? Oh please!"
"Cruz." I started in scanning the motionless Faith and then to Cruz who was ready to peal over any second, she was shaking like a leaf.
"Did I say you can talk?" Cruz cut me off. "You've been great Bosco, I good screwing ya know? You were so clueless all this time when I used you. You thought I was in love with you? Ha! That's a good one. You were too busy living in your own perfect romantic world that you became so blind" She paused. "Sorry Bosco, this fairy tale is almost over." Cruz exclaimed softly her lip quivering as she fell down to her knees.
I couldn't believe what she was saying and then it finally hit me, Faith was right. Cruz was using me all this time, and for what? For herself and nothing more. One single tear fell down my cheek as I watched her. A small satisfied pitied grin fell across Cruz's white lips. That was what she was waiting for. Are you happy now Maritza? I yelled in my mind painfully. Her gun dropped out of her hand as she gave me one last sympathetic look and fell to the floor, her gun slipping slowly out of her grasp.
Oh god, oh shit, I thought as I watched Cruz fall. I stood there staring at her, trying to take in everything that had just happened. I immediately hovered slowly over to Faith who was motionless on her side. I didn't touch her, just slinked down to my knees, "Faith?" I asked softly. The large puddle of blood surrounding around Faiths body told me that Cruz's bullet had hit an artery that was for sure. "Faith?" I choked as I touched her pale cheek. She did respond or move. "No. No! Damn it! No Faith! Please god no!" I cried as I moved close to her side. I cried over her as my hand rubbed my face as I desperately tried to hide the fallen tears. "Please. You can't leave me. You can't do this to me! This wasn't supposed to happen." I could feel Noble's eyes staring at me. Sirens were heard in the distance, surely someone heard the shots fire.
Leaning off of her I could only hope she was unconscious, I could feel her breathing weakly, however I wasn't too sure if I was imaging it. I found a weak pulse which was surely not going to last too long, and that's when I saw Noble move towards Cruz, slowly out of the corner of my eye. I stood up, "Don't touch her!" I yelled as Noble knelt down beside Cruz checking for a pulse.
Noble looked up at me casually after a second. "She's still alive." He said. "Too bad too," He got up. "Hey there are always some rotten apples in the bunch" Noble said standing up and heading for the door. I'm not to sure why that comment ticked me off like it did, but it did. No-one had the right to talk to someone like that, even near death, even the cold hearted Cruz. I stood up quickly and slammed him against the wall, holding his squirming body up by his throat.
"Where do you think you're going happy go lucky boy, huh?" I asked him furiously as his face turned three different shades of tomato red.
"I-I-I" He stuttered as Bosco loosened his grip on his throat. "Can't I leave? I don't want to be here when the cops come! What would that do for my reputation as a writer?" He asked.
"Your reputation as a writer was already spoiled when we caught you with your 'professional' drugs!" I hissed at him and dropped him to the floor. "I should have turned you in days ago."
"Oh but Cruz wouldn't let ya? You listened to that whore and you didn't even see that she was using you?" Noble started to chuckle, his hand holding his throat as Bosco stared at him. He stood up slowly in front of Bosco. "Even I could see it, you were too busy hoping to get back in her pants huh?"
That was the last comment I wanted to hear about Cruz and he knew that pretty well when I slammed him into the wall. Needless to say he flinched in pain. "You better watch it!" I yelled at him.
Noble had his hands up in surrender as I pushed away from him. Blood was everywhere, surrounding both Cruz and Faith's body. I walked slowly over to Cruz who was face down on the floor. Kneeling down by her I could tell her breathing was normal; she was simply unconscious, most likely used up most of her air for her 'goodbye speech.' My hand reached to her neck finding a fast but steady pulse. She wasn't near as bad as Faith was. If Faith died, I swear, I'd kill Cruz with my bare hands. I caught myself thinking why Cruz still looked attractive, even though she was pale as a ghost and harbored a small amount of blood on her lips.
Standing up, I glared over to Noble who was staring at me and then over to Faith. Walking around Cruz I sauntered over to Faith, sitting down my back against the couch. I felt too angry that this is what everything had turned out to be. Closing my eyes I wanted it all to be a bad dream. I wanted the world to slip away out of my grasp. Unfortunately, it didn't.