Post by Cain Jiovanni on Jan 2, 2007 9:02:52 GMT -5
Note: I wrote this little story this morning, I told Lynny about it yesterday. Hope it gets a rise outta you. ^^
[/b]You only had to spend two minutes with Cain Jiovanni to realize what he loved almost more than anything else. Music. I’m talking… you just wanted to tell him to shut his trap and move on to something else.
Fortunately, I knew exactly how to shut his trap. Bring up a musical. That’s all it took, it shut him up faster than food. Ever since I’d dragged him into our school production of “Wicked”, he’d hated them. Really hated them. Even “The Nightmare Before Christmas”, who hates that?
But somehow he managed to put that past him, for me. There was this big meeting up in New York City and Cain was going to have to attend. No way out of it this time. He surprised me by saying I could go, to which I fired back with “what on Earth are we going to do with two kids?” He said he had it covered. I was afraid he was going to ask the lady down the street with all the cats to keep them… well, I had to give him credit. He didn’t even bring that up.
So, two weeks later, we left Wicka and Wesley with Eva and Jack. I was a little worried about leaving a (terrible) two year-old off on my best friend, but that was soon replaced by the thoughts of getting to see a Broadway musical.
Cain was actually going to take me to see one.
"When I see your smile
Tears run down my face I can't replace
And now that I'm strong I have figured out
How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul
And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one"
“See Cain, I told you it wasn’t that bad,” I was laughing and carrying on about the show like it’d been the best time of my life. Cain looked like he’d just walked through Hell, met the Devil along the way, and then gotten out as fast as possible.
“Yeah, well,” he tightened his arm around me, which I’d pretty much gotten used to in the past three days. Apparently Cain was just waiting for someone to jump us. He’d always said he didn’t like big cities. New York topped his list of Most Hated, I’m pretty sure London was next on that list. “I’m glad you liked it. I thought you might.” He actually cracked a smile then, his first one since we’d left the theater; I knew he’d smiled during the show, but I acted like I hadn’t seen. He got upset about these kinds of things. I thought it better just to let him think he hadn’t had a good time.
"I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven"
“Cain, I didn’t just like it, I loved it!” I kissed him on the cheek, as I hugged myself closer to him as we walked down the sidewalk. Cain shook his head at me and laughed. He looked a little shocked at my next comment. “So, what are we gonna see next? Spamalot was wonderful. You know, I think Wicked would be nice…”
“Rose, c’mon.” Cain was looking around for somewhere to eat. Go figure. Can’t take that man out anywhere and expect not to eat. “We just saw a musical… you’re tellin’ me I have to take you back?”
“Well, yeah, duh Cainy.” I rolled my eyes at him, giggling as he ran a hand down his face. Bless him, he really did hate musicals. “You can’t take me to see one and expect me to not want to see another! That’s like giving me one bite of chocolate and telling me I can’t have the rest of the bar. It’s not fair.” I pouted, just a little.
It worked every time.
He sighed, “Fine. We’ll see another one… you know, after I’ve had time to forget this one.” I’d let him say that, but next time he was coming to the Big Apple, I’d con him into seeing another one. It really wasn’t that hard to get what I wanted from him. Either cry or wear red. Or both. It was that simple.
“Hey, let’s go a few streets over and…” He didn’t get to finish his sentence, because that exact moment this man flew by, grabbing my wrist and pulling the bracelet I had on right off my arm. I think I probably yelled something at him, but Cain went after him. And I went after Cain.
"It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
Seasons are changing
And waves are crashing
And stars are falling all for us
Days grow longer and nights grow shorter
I can show you I'll be the one"
“Hey, get your ass back here!” I could hear Cain yelling. I was having a hard time keeping up in heels and a dress, I was afraid of losing them. I was afraid something would happen to Cain.
“Cain, just let him have the bracelet!” I was yelling before I realized what I was saying. Then I saw Cain cut a corner, as I dashed between people. Of course I knew better than to think he’d actually give up on the piece of jewelry. Cain had never really been one to over look things easily.
Besides, that was the bracelet he’d gotten me for our first Christmas after we’d gotten married. It had more diamonds than I could count. I couldn’t help but hope he got it back to some degree. But there was a different part of me that wanted him to come back, to just forget it. I had a bad feeling about this.
"I will never let you fall (let you fall)
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all (through it all)
Even if saving you sends me to heaven"
By the time I caught up with them, Cain had cornered the guy in an alley. And the guy didn’t look happy about it. He had that wild look about him. You know, kind of like the way you think someone looks after they miss too much sleep and eat too little.
“C’mon, give me back the bracelet,” Cain held out his hand, “It’s my wife’s. I want it back. There doesn’t have to be a scene here. Just give it back and I won’t call the police or anything.” Cain was being so calm about it. I had already pegged the guy for dead.
“No way in hell, man,” the mugger replied in a slurred voice. He was smiling. It scared me. I just wanted Cain to get the hell of out there and leave the bracelet.
“Cain, c’mon. Leave it.” My voice didn’t sound like it would reach him. He held up a hand to me. Just like I’d thought.
“If you don’t give me back the f**k**g bracelet, I’m going to get upset really fast,” Cain growled. There was that outburst I’d been waiting on.
The man freaked. He started jabbering, I couldn’t tell what in the world he was saying. “Man, just stay back. I’ve…I’ve-got…a gun!”
Cain stared at him, he wasn’t looking convinced. But every part of me was screaming at him to get the hell out of that alley. Quickly.
"Cuz you're my, you're my, my, my true love, my whole heart
Please don't throw that away
Cuz I'm here for you
Please don't walk away and
Please tell me you'll stay, stay"
“Cain! C’mon!” I was starting to cry. I couldn’t help it. The man was getting more nervous by the second and I just knew he had that gun he’d mentioned.
“No Rose! I’m getting the bracelet back.” A second later and I saw the flash of metal. I started toward Cain, grabbing his arm to pull him back, but he had already seen the small hand gun clutched in the man’s hand. He pushed me back a little, making me stand completely behind him. “Stay back, Rosie.” He turned full attention on the man with the gun. “Woah, buddy. I just wanted my wife’s bracelet back. No need to get upset.” He was holding one of his hands up now, the one he didn’t have wrapped around my arm to keep me from moving. The gunman was just standing there looking at us.
The next moment, before I even had time to think, Cain had pushed me back a little and was grabbing at the man. I was screaming. Loudly. They were wrestling over the gun and they’d turned each other every which way but lose.
“Give me the gun,” was the last words I heard before a shot rang out. At first I thought Cain had been the one to pull the trigger. But then the man flew off, pushing me out of the way, dropping both bracelet and gun as he ran from the alley. I watched through tears as Cain’s knees hit the concrete, he held a hand out to me.
“Rose?”
"Use me as you will
Pull my strings just for a thrill
And I know I'll be okay
Though my skies are turning gray"
I didn’t know what to do. I was just standing there, I couldn’t move. Cain was pulling at his shirt collar, I could see red. He was bleeding through his shirt and it had already started to run down the front of his chest. He choked out my name again.
The next second and I was on my knees, putting my hands up on his chest and pressing, trying to stop the blood. There wasn’t anything I could do; it wasn’t helping, it was just getting all over my hands instead of his shirt.
I was already crying, but Cain hadn’t yet started. He was looking at my hands, before looking back at my face. “Rose, help me up.” He voice didn’t sound strong, it didn’t even sound the way it had ten minutes earlier. I nodded, tears streaming down my face, as I tried to get a hold of one of his arms. If I could just get him to his feet.
I tried to pull up, but it didn’t feel like he was helping pull himself up. I looked back at his face and started crying harder. “Don’t cry, babe,” he muttered, trying to smile. We both slid back to the ground. “I’ll be okay. Just give me a second.” I had to get help. I kissed him on the forehead, smiling as best I could with tears running down my face in full force.
“Hold on, Cainy, I’m gonna get some help.” I stood up, I didn’t want to leave him just laying there in the alley, but I didn’t have any other choice. If I didn’t get help he was going to die.
I ran out of the alley, I didn’t see anyone for a moment, before I saw a man talking on a cell phone. I yelled, borderline screamed, at him. “Help me! Please! There’s been an accident, my husband’s been shot!” The man turned my direction and slapped his phone shut. He started running toward me.
“Call an ambulance, hurry!” The man started dialing. But I had to go back to Cain then, he was coughing. By the time I was holding his head in my lap there was blood coming from the corner of his mouth.
"I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven"
I hugged him closer to me. He was trying to tell me something. “Shh, don’t say anything. Help’s on the way. Just hold on ‘til then, ‘kay Cainy?” The man with the phone was coming down the alleyway.
“They’re on the way,” he said, standing there and staring at Cain.
I looked back at Cain with as much of a smile as I could muster. “See. They’re comin’. Just hold on a second. Just a second, baby.” I kissed him on the forehead again.
“I…” He was having a hard time just getting the words to come out, it was mostly just blood. “I… love you, Rose.” His hand was holding mine, but this time I was the one putting pressure. He didn’t have any to put.
“I love you too, Cain,” I replied, as I started to cry harder, hugging him closer to me as I heard sirens. Almost here.
His face was streaked with tears and blood now; I pushed some hair out of his eyes. He squeezed my hand a little. “I want you to know that, I love you. And I love our kids. And,” he had to stop, close his eyes and let the tears roll down his cheeks before he could speak somemore. “… and, I’ll miss you.”
He put his hand on my cheek, and then there was nothing. I was just staring at him. His eyes were staring at mine, but they weren’t seeing any anything. And somewhere in the back of my mind I was aware of the paramedics as they rushed to help. I was screaming again, and they were pulling me away from him.
“No! You don’t understand! I can’t leave him!” I was hysterical, pulling at my hair and crying harder than I’d ever cried before. Three men were putting Cain on a stretcher, and the woman that had been with them was trying to calm me down.
“Madam, calm down,” she was trying to block my view as they men rolled Cain by me. I collapsed in a heap of tears.
“He’s gone, I’m so sorry,” she muttered, rubbing my back and I cried kneeling on the ground. It wasn’t fair. It was my fault. I’d had to come to that stupid musical. Wear that stupid bracelet.
“No! He can’t be,” I was getting up, running to grab his hand as they loaded him up. It was still so warm, he couldn’t be dead. Cain just couldn’t be.
The paramedics stopped for a moment, letting my stand there and cry. I kissed his forehead again; trying to deal the best way I could. His eyes were still open.
Hazel eyes that saw nothing.
"I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven"[/size][/center]
