After a few seconds of complete blurriness, reality came back into focus. Falling back a few feet I was filled with complete confusion. Was I shot? As another few seconds went by pain began to ripple though my shoulder, almost as I delayed reaction. Clutching my hand to my shoulder I bit back a yelp of pain.
My darkened horrified eyes scanned over to Faith who was still holding her gun and then I heard Bosco drop his as he stared at me. He was just as shocked as I was. Faith looked at Bosco almost terrified; Faith's gun wasn't even fucking loaded! Anger raged though my body, more then before as I tore my eyes to Bosco in disbelief as he dropped his gun on the floor. I didn't think he had the guts to shoot me, well I was wrong.
Bosco looked near to having a panic attack as he walked over to me slowly, "You fucking son of a bitch!" I yelled furiously at him. "Don't come near me!" I continued at him. He shot me, Maurice Boscorelli shot Maritza Cruz, and something was not right about this, not at all.
"Bosco." Faith had muttered. I then realized I still had my gun in hand, both Faith and Bosco had dropped there's, what did they think I was still harmless? That's a good joke. Raising my gun slowly I pointed it at Bosco watching his eyes full of confusion and awe. He continued a few feet forward towards me and I moved back on to the wall. If he knew what was good for him he would stop.
"Did you hear me? I said stay away from me!" I screamed again. Tears flowed down my eyes, the tears that had wanted to come out for years, miserable tears of failure and hell. I shook my gun at him and he stopped, his eyes seemed to be sheltering tears as well. Tears for what? I was crying for the pain, the pain of my wound, and the pain of my life. He had no reason to be crying! As I watched him I finally realized how much I had destroyed him, I had changed him drastically since I had met him. I had a feeling it wasn't for the better either. Guiltiness arose upon me as I watched him falling silent.
"Bosco, stay away from her." Faith informed over to Bosco. Oh here we go, trying to be his mommy again huh? Well things were too late for that now weren't they? I was shot, I had been defeated, and someone was going to pay for that.
"You'll both be sorry!" I screamed at Faith flipping my head and gun towards her in fury. "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" I choked on my tears as I continued to scream at her.
"Well, you'll be sorry." I whispered hauntingly, just loud enough for Bosco to hear. Aiming the gun once again at my pure enemy, I shot it once, pulled the trigger for the last time. That was my last chance, I knew it, Bosco knew it, and Faith knew it.
"Cruz! No!" I heard Bosco yell at the top of his lungs and raced towards the confused Faith. It was too late. Sorry Bosco, Faith fell to the floor in a heap as Bosco slammed into the end table. I had shot her, I made my point, and Faith was holding her chest. We all knew what the chance of surviving after getting your chest cracked was slim to none. I tore my gun from Faiths motionless body to Bosco who already was trying to rush to his mommy.
"Faith!" He yelled and started towards her not looking at me once.
"Don't go near her," I hissed at him my gun securely aimed at him. This was great; a smirk appeared on my lips. Bosco froze and turned around staring at me. "You thought you could trick me, huh, with this son of a bitch over here?" I pointed over to Noble who was hiding in the corner. What a coward.
"You thought I cared about you." I paused with an acidic laugh. I watched his face fall in horror and dreary. "Awe poor baby, did I hurt Bosco's feelings? Oh please! So I get it now, you have feelings but I guess I'm not aloud to have them, isn't that right?" I cried at him. Pain continued to flow though me as I shuddered. I was shaking like an erupted volcano but I wasn't going to stop.
"Cruz." He cried at me as he looked to Faith and then back to me.
"Did I say you can talk?" I cut him off suddenly. That wasn't called for; I didn't even know what I was saying anymore. "You missed out on something great Bosco. You turned on me!" I continued to cry ecstatically at him. "You've been great, a 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" I paused scanning his hurt and broken expression. "We could have been together; things didn't have to be this way." I murmured softly as my lips quivered in pain and anger. "Sorry Bosco, this fairy tale is almost over." I fell to my knees unable to take the pain anymore; I was breaking down in tears.
I watched Bosco as one single tear fell down his cheek. A small grin coaxed my lips at this, and a part of me was happy to see him cry. This made me realize that I did hurt him and damaged him in such a way, which would never heal. Now I knew I would never be alone. With one last hurt look at Bosco, I let the gun slip out of my grasp as I fell to the floor.