𝔻𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕣 ℝ𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖

ℝ𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖

TW:guns

Cuori's POV
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Ah, closing night. The nerves had died down by now but now everyone was just sad. Shiner and Davey had kissed already. I heard them talking backstage about everything. It wasn't my ideal way of seeing the two get together, but hey, it happened. The next scene was Riff's death. And boy did Davey and I milk this scene. I felt a tear hit my cheek as I was laying there, it was obviously Davey's. He was really good.
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The end of the show came along, and everyone bowed. Shiner got a solo bow and Davey and I bowed together before her. It was a great run of the show. Spot wasn't there on our second show day because of the game, but he showed up afterwards. Everything was fine, until I remembered the rumble. I was still going, even though Spot didn't want me to. Someone could get hurt, or killed, and I needed to be there. If someone died and I found out second hand, I would never forgive myself.

We pulled up to the park in Jack's car. "Are you sure about this, kid? It's not safe." Jack's eyes were full of concern. He was scared. Jack Kelly was scared, something he never was.

"I'm sure." I simply responded. We got out of the car and joined the others waiting by a tree.
"Cuori. I told ya-" Spot started, but I cut him off.

"And I told you too didn't I?" He sighed, looking for the right words before dropping it. Like he promised, Spot had brought some friends with him. A few minutes later, more cars rolled up to the park. Morris, Oscar and their gang of kids hopped out of the cars and headed over to us.

"Heya toots." Morris smirked. "What's a pretty girl like you doing at a rumble?"

I glared daggers. "I'm here to beat your ass." Morris stepped closer to me.

"Is that a threat?" I was up in his face now, not scared of the bigger boy one bit.

"It's a promise." With those words, all hell broke loose. Punching, kicking, yelling. Shiner and I worked together for the most part, until Oscar got Davey.

"DAVEY!" Shiner screamed, hurling herself towards him. I pulled Oscar away as the fighting continued.

"Get offa me, little girl!" He sneered.

"Don't call me that!" I yelled back, throwing more punches.

Oscar threw me off his back and I landed hard on the ground. Quickly getting up, I threw another punch right to his jaw. That would definitely leaves mark.

"You made a mistake coming here." He sneered.

"Oh. So you care all of the sudden?" I shot back.

He slapped me right across the face. That one stung, bad. I lifted my hand to find my cheek bleeding.

"Ok. That's it." I launched myself towards him only to be pushed off again. I was loving energy and by the looks of it Oscar was too. But he was definitely stronger. I stood back up ready to run after him again.

I didn't see the weapon, but Spot did.

"C!" Spot jumped in front of me.

POP
POP

Spot fell to the ground. I was left in total shock, not wanting to look, not wanting to move, not wanting to cry.

"SCRAM! GET OUTTA HERE!" Oscar yelled at his gang. And then it all sank in. Spot was shot. By Oscar. While protecting me. I rushed down to his side.

"Call 911! CALL 911 DAMMIT!" Shiner screamed, joining me on the ground.
Spot was coughing and sputtering, wincing in pain every time he even blinked.

"Hey. Hey, you're ok." I assured him, but it was more for myself.

He grabbed my hand. "You will be ok." I was starting to let the tears fall. "You will be ok." He repeated.

"No, we will be ok. Ok?" I insisted.

He gave my hand a squeeze. "You'll be ok."

"Spot, stop." I begged, shaking uncontrollably.

I was ready to break down and just sob, but I hated crying in front of people. He reached up with what little energy he had left and brushed his lips against mine.

"Stay gold C." And then his eyes closed. "Spot. Hey. Hey Spot!" I tried waking him up. I tried with everything I had to bring him back.
He couldn't be gone, he couldn't be dead. He just couldn't leave me. Jack had to pull me away from him for the doctors. I wasn't crying. I wasn't feeling anything. The shock was still there, nothing had set in yet. I couldn't comprehend anything when Jack drove me to the hospital. I was silent the whole time, the only thing in my mind was the sound of the gunshot, playing over and over and over again. I wasn't even focusing on the fact that Spot, my crush for a solid three years, had just kissed me. I hopped out of the car, sprinting to the side of the stretcher they were wheeling him in on. I held his hand, running with them even though he wouldn't hold it back. Silent tears fell down my cheeks once again.

"We're losing him. We're losing him!" The nurse next to me said. I stopped running, the world spinning around me, the nurse's words replaying in my mind. Arms came from behind me, wrapping around my shoulders.

"It's ok ta cry once and awhile, kid."

A/N please don't kill me :)