Chapter 7: Slipping Away

"NOOOOO!!"

I've never screamed that loud in my life. But I had good reason. The man who I hate more than anything has just shot the man I love more than anything. Another shot. I seem to be frozen as I watch Bosco's body jerk from the other shot. Then another one. Three. I keep staring, my mind telling my legs to move, but my legs won't budge. My eyes are wide as I stare at Bosco. Warner shoots again before looking at me. "I'll make you pay" he says before running off. I watch him run off before looking back to Bosco.

"Bos" I say softly, as if he'll respond. I beg God to let his vest have saved his life while I stare at him. My body starts to function and I rush over, dropping to my knees beside him. I unzip his coat and pull his shirt apart, the buttons flying everywhere. I slip my hand under his vest. I close my eyes as I pull my hand back out. I slowly re open them and look down at my hand. My hand is drenched in his blood. "No" I whisper. "God please no!" I say loudly. I grab my radio.

"10-13! 10-13!! Officer down, bus on the rush!!! 10-13!!!!!!" I scream. I drop my radio, not really caring if I broke it or not. I move towards his head and put both of my hands on his cheeks. "Bosco... stay with me... Bosco don't leave me" I sob. I'm scared, more than you can believe. He groans in agony and opens his eyes. Like I said before, his eyes hold his emotion, how he's feeling. Right now just looking into his eyes physically hurts me. The pain, the fear, and the panic overcomes me, making me lost in my own lil world.

"Maritza" he said painfully, squeezing his eyes shut and letting out another groan. I stare down at him. His blood is all over his face from when I put my hands on his cheeks. I stroke his hair back. The sirens can be heard from a slight distance. I know the medics are here. Leaning down towards his ear, I whisper the only thing I can really think of.

"I love you Bos" I come back up, looking down at him. He looks up at me, his eyes making it harder and harder for me not to cry. I can tell he's about to lose consciousness from the way his eyes start to drift. I let a tear slide down my face. I grab his hand and hold it to my heart. I hear Yokas screaming as the medics push me aside. My brain sort of shuts down. I don't know what the Nieto and the blonde woman are doing, I really don't care. I want Bosco.

I walk with them to the Ambulance where they load him in. It's bad. I can tell from all the blood. It's everywhere. On me, on them, on Bosco, on the road, on the floors, everywhere. I get in the back with Nieto. I notice something. He seems to be taking this call to heart. Maybe him and Bosco are friends. I dunno that much about him, but I remember hearing bout him in that shootout thing with crazy ass Parker.

"Lavigne hurry!" he screams. That's the last thing I heard before the long heart wrenching screech that filled the ambulance. It was so loud it even blocked out the loud annoying sirens. I look at Carlos then back towards Bosco, then to the heart monitor. I stare at the monitor as my life slips away.