I own nothing but my own idea's
Chapter 1
Everyone has secrets, feels pain, has regrets. My name is detective Jane Rizzoli, I stand here tonight with my loaded
police issued gun to my temple. When I came home tonight this was not in my plan, but I'm tired of the pain. Why won't
it all just go away? I've asked my self that a hundred times, now I'm taking matters into my own hands. The pain will go
away once I pull this trigger. Why? You might ask. Have you ever loved someone with everything you have, and then that
someone gets taken away? I had that someone, and she was taken from me. Why her? God I wish I could answer that one. She
never deserved to die. I wish I could go back, it would be me instead of her. She wouldn't be here in this place I am
now, she would never take the cowards way out. That's what I am, a cowered. I can't take the pain anymore, I just want her
back. My only hope is that my ma or Frankie doesn't find me. That would kill them, but they will live through the pain,
because they are not cowards like I am. Korsak will say he saw this coming, and maybe he did. I didn't, I was trying to
live through the pain but I can't anymore. I can see the head lines now, Boston hero cop kills herself, maybe the title
finally got to her. I can hear Maura like she's right beside me telling me not to do it. "I have to, I can't live like
this anymore, can't live without you anymore." I speak aloud to nothing. My hands are shaking, why is this so hard? I
want to end this, end it all. "just do it." I tell myself, my finger pulls the trigger without my brain telling it to.
The shot is loud, ear ringing loud.
AN: there will be more