Storm Watch 02.13 – End of the Line

            “You can’t do this Ro!”  Tina pleaded as she watched Rosita getting dressed in a pair of black jeans and a black ribbed sleeveless shirt.  Black bra, black underwear, not bothering to hide what she was doing, she undressed and redressed in front of Tina.  Unaware of Tina‘s lustful looks at her ***** in the black underwear.  Tina pulled in her random affections as she fought down her tears she didn’t want Rosita to go.

            Rosita ignored her as she went to the closet and found a pair of black army boots.  She slipped them onto her feet and tried desperately to not look at Tina.  Lacing the boots she tossed one glance at Tina‘s emotion riddled face.  Tina thought she was dressing for a funeral and it was Rosita’s own.

            “Tina.  Bella, they have Auggie.  You understand that they might kill him if someone doesn’t do something?  I watched Juan grow up and they beat him to a pulp, you did see him?  Auggie is like my little brother I can’t let Mario hurt him.  He wants Juan to go crawling back to him and then he’ll either kill him or kill Auggie.  Or worse yet both of them.”  Rosita said and she found what she was looking for, she pulled the Glock from behind a box.  She checked the gun seeing it was loaded and she put the safety on.

            “Oh god.”  Tina said putting her hand to her mouth as she saw the gun her hand shook violently at her mouth.  She back peddled away from Rosita she was so desperately scared right now that she was out of her mind.

            “I want you to go stay with Shane, understand me?  If something happens…”  Rosita said, putting the gun in the waist band of her jeans.  She couldn’t finish the sentence Rosita couldn’t bring herself to make Tina‘s heart break.  She saw the look of fear in Tina‘s eyes and it killed Rosita to be doing this to her, why had she let Tina into her dangerous life?

            “You can’t go!”  Tina grabbed her arm and swung Ro towards her they were mere inches from one another.  Both of their chests heaving as they dealt with each other’s internal sentiments.