Ever have one of those dreams where you feel so distant from everyone and everything that can't even tell what's real and what's not. That feeling of sunken darkness like you are trying to get up or move or just simply open your eyes but no matter how hard you try you just can't fight that force that's holding you back. Eventually you just give in to whatever it is that's holding you and then it happens something greater then any evil force snaps you back.
"Bosco" a gentle but familiar voice is heard off the in the distance but not to far to be misunderstood. A feeling not sure of exactly what it is a felt and you begin to struggle fighting curiously and anxiously wanting, no, needing to know. Then slowing it starts to come back you can hear the commotion the voices become more clear and small bits of light are shone through what seemed like an endless darkness. A jolt is suddenly shot through me, the light becomes more visible and occassionly there are shadowy figures to go along with voices. That's when I had begun to think that something's wrong. I race my memory to try and figure it out; tears, a car, that voice again, and then….bullets. My eyes shoot open , I begin to panic there's something blocking my air way my voice. Blood, Oh God there's blood everywhere, on the walls the floor all around me. The people have that sickening red fluid up to their elbows and some on there faces as if they've tried to wipe it away but couldn't get off. I search the room franticly trying to figure out what the hell is going on. Someone presses down on chest and abdomen and eyes widen with fear and pain I move my hand up towards my mouth but only to be stopped by soft hand.
"Shh Shh Bos don't fight it, its ok….its helping you breathe" its that voice again, wait I know that voice its Faith. I looked to the left and there she is a beautiful face to go with the voice. I continue to look at her as she gently stokes the side of my face until I was rudely interrupted by a bright light and more hoarse voice.
"Bosco, you with me" I closed my eyes and wince at the brightness "Pupils are equal and dilating,…BP 60 over 30...he's losing a lot of blood…."why does he kept rambling this nonsense "….lets keep him awake".
God why am I so tired I think as my eyes drift closed yet again. "No Bosco" Faith not as gentle as before I notice as I crack my eyes open slowly. Faith leans in closer to my face "you have to your eyes open for me, Okay. Please Bosco I can't lose you too" she silently pleads. "Too" I think what does she mean, I brush away the thought as I concentrate on her face. Faith is staring deeply into my eyes, I recognize the look it's a look I haven't seen in a real long time, I kinda missed it to be honest. A look as if she were tear away from me she would lose her world.
Suddenly I'm lifted off the blood covered floor they rush me by several other people, Davis, Swersky, Sasha, Sully, Kim, Carlos and even Cruz who all have this look of pity and sorrow written across their faces. I don't even remember seeing them in the room before. Faith is still at my side watching everything that is happening. They rush me into a room and Faith slowly leaves my sight I can a nurse telling her that she needs to wait outside. The doctors and nurses rip open my clothes and start to hook up different wires to me as I start to close my eyes again there's this horrible loud screeching noise coming from the right side of the room I open my eyes and look over I see another team of doctors and nurses doing whatever it is that they do. I don't really know why but I can't take my eyes off the scene but then the doctor that was blocking my view from seeing who it was moved slightly to the right. I see her, Oh My God, I scream on the inside I watch as the nurse pulls a sheet over her face. "Ma!" I begin to panic I can hear my own monitors begin to beep faster and louder, I pull my hands up to try and free myself from this horror show but other hands stop me and a nurse, Mary, who realizes what I'm looking at yells "close the curtain, that's his mother" she points to the now lifeless body on the gurney next to me. Tears begin to fall down my cheeks as they close the curtain around her. I feel a small poke in my and my body relaxes I close my eyes and allow myself to sleep not knowing what will happen next.
"Bosco" a gentle but familiar voice is heard off the in the distance but not to far to be misunderstood. A feeling not sure of exactly what it is a felt and you begin to struggle fighting curiously and anxiously wanting, no, needing to know. Then slowing it starts to come back you can hear the commotion the voices become more clear and small bits of light are shone through what seemed like an endless darkness. A jolt is suddenly shot through me, the light becomes more visible and occassionly there are shadowy figures to go along with voices. That's when I had begun to think that something's wrong. I race my memory to try and figure it out; tears, a car, that voice again, and then….bullets. My eyes shoot open , I begin to panic there's something blocking my air way my voice. Blood, Oh God there's blood everywhere, on the walls the floor all around me. The people have that sickening red fluid up to their elbows and some on there faces as if they've tried to wipe it away but couldn't get off. I search the room franticly trying to figure out what the hell is going on. Someone presses down on chest and abdomen and eyes widen with fear and pain I move my hand up towards my mouth but only to be stopped by soft hand.
"Shh Shh Bos don't fight it, its ok….its helping you breathe" its that voice again, wait I know that voice its Faith. I looked to the left and there she is a beautiful face to go with the voice. I continue to look at her as she gently stokes the side of my face until I was rudely interrupted by a bright light and more hoarse voice.
"Bosco, you with me" I closed my eyes and wince at the brightness "Pupils are equal and dilating,…BP 60 over 30...he's losing a lot of blood…."why does he kept rambling this nonsense "….lets keep him awake".
God why am I so tired I think as my eyes drift closed yet again. "No Bosco" Faith not as gentle as before I notice as I crack my eyes open slowly. Faith leans in closer to my face "you have to your eyes open for me, Okay. Please Bosco I can't lose you too" she silently pleads. "Too" I think what does she mean, I brush away the thought as I concentrate on her face. Faith is staring deeply into my eyes, I recognize the look it's a look I haven't seen in a real long time, I kinda missed it to be honest. A look as if she were tear away from me she would lose her world.
Suddenly I'm lifted off the blood covered floor they rush me by several other people, Davis, Swersky, Sasha, Sully, Kim, Carlos and even Cruz who all have this look of pity and sorrow written across their faces. I don't even remember seeing them in the room before. Faith is still at my side watching everything that is happening. They rush me into a room and Faith slowly leaves my sight I can a nurse telling her that she needs to wait outside. The doctors and nurses rip open my clothes and start to hook up different wires to me as I start to close my eyes again there's this horrible loud screeching noise coming from the right side of the room I open my eyes and look over I see another team of doctors and nurses doing whatever it is that they do. I don't really know why but I can't take my eyes off the scene but then the doctor that was blocking my view from seeing who it was moved slightly to the right. I see her, Oh My God, I scream on the inside I watch as the nurse pulls a sheet over her face. "Ma!" I begin to panic I can hear my own monitors begin to beep faster and louder, I pull my hands up to try and free myself from this horror show but other hands stop me and a nurse, Mary, who realizes what I'm looking at yells "close the curtain, that's his mother" she points to the now lifeless body on the gurney next to me. Tears begin to fall down my cheeks as they close the curtain around her. I feel a small poke in my and my body relaxes I close my eyes and allow myself to sleep not knowing what will happen next.