I don't own these characters but I do own the story line.
One phone call was all it took to enrage me beyond repair. It took one phone call to turn me from Craig into a homicidal manic. That one phone call was from my friend Jimmy. He wanted to tell me what he saw at a party with Paige. He thought I should know. Atleast that's what he said but I think he just did it because he still harbors this hatred for Sean and if he could make him suffer he would. Dear Jimmy had no idea what chain of events he set in motion. He had no idea how many people would pay for his loose lips.
One phone call has me sitting in Sean living room waiting for the treacherous bastard because some one has to pay for Manny's betrayal and if I hurt him then I hurt her. He walks in the door a smile plastered on his face. I know he's thinking of her. His smile quickly fades. His stance is the stance of a warrior ready for fight and he was ready. He was angry but not just for me being in his house he was angry for many more reason then that and his stare was almost enough to make me pack up my notions of revenge and go home. Almost. I was gonna get what I came for and I came for blood.
"I wish I could say it was nice to see you Craig," he said in a sarcastically dry voice he moved towards me his movements precise and calculated. He knows the perfect position to be in to place himself between the door and me so if I chose to run. There'd be no where to run to. I had no intention of running though
"You're a bastard" I told him "you took the one thing that kept me sane and for that you must pay" and even as the words crept out of my mouth they sound like some cheesy action movie dialogue. He laughed at me and the hollow sound of his laughed bounced off his empty walls and off every nerve in my body increasing my anger even more until I couldn't think anymore. "Think it's funny do you? You stole her out from under my nose and not only does that make you an asshole but also a coward" I raged at him. He laughed again and for the first time since he entered the apartment he looked at me and the intensity of it burned me to the bone.
"You really think I stole her? I never stole her she came willingly you were so busy feeling sorry for your self and loving Ashley that you didn't even notice she was gone. You were so worried about you that you didn't even care that she would have followed you to your death and she got so tired of being the only one who cared she just stopped caring. No, Craig I didn't do this to you. You did this to you"
It was snow my turn to laugh. There was no humor in my laugh. I laughed because I didn't know what else to do. "I loved her don't you dare try to make you or her the victim in this I am the victim. Did you think that you and the whore would get away with this? Did you think you'd just have her? Do you really think she loves you? She doesn't your just another thing to fill her time. She's just under stress. She loves me and she'll always come back to me to be my little whore" I taunted him with my words not because I actually believed them but because I knew they'd hurt him. I was wrong my words only made him angry. His eyes turned cold and deadly and I knew I had messed up.
"If you ever speak about Manny like that again there will be no fight because I will kill you where you stand" he barely spoke above a whisper but that didn't make his words any less serious or deadly. He was through playing with me and I knew it. He spoke again and this time his words were even and contained. " You think you love her? What you do to her is not love. Since you seem to be new to this I'll explain to you what love is. Love is knowing that you'd die for that person. Love is wanting her to be happy even if it's not with you. If Manny told me that she wanted to be with someone else that she loved someone else I'd let her go because I want her to be happy. Love is doing anything to dry her tears it's an aching gin your stomach so intense you would crumble from the shear force of it. You haven't a clue what love is and you have no clue how important Manny's safety and happiness is to me. You want her that bad your going to have to kill me and even then she won't have you. She was planning on leaving you. You know."
An evil smile graced my features. H e had spoken the magic words. The words this whole encounter was about. "I thought you' d never ask " I spat. Out of my pocket I produced a gun a colt forty-five I had found in Joey's closet. I could see the instant of fear and doubt cross his face but he quickly checked it. I raised the gun and pointed it in his direction. "Your wish is my command," I said.
Would you guys be highly upset with me if I killed off Sean cuzz if you would I can re-write it. But as a warning I don't do happy endings well.