This is my first writing/fanfic ever, I'm not taken any writing classes or anything, except basic high school English. So please no flamers. Comments are welcomed. I own no characters, nor do I own anything in retrospect of the show Third Watch. (I wish I did though!) BTW the song is "She's like the Wind" I don't own it either.
*****
The evening continued just as slowly as it had stated, with two more domestic calls before eleven o'clock slowly crept around. They pulled into the Precinct's parking lot and headed for the station.
"So... What do you want to do tonight," he paused waiting for her response. She just stared at him. "…Since we don't have work the next two days. Shall we start packing you up" Bosco finished as they changed into jeans and t-shirts.
The smile he gave her, made her just crave him more. Why does he give me that smile and that glint in his eyes… why have I never noticed it before? And why is it affecting me like this now… She questioned herself silently. "Bosco that's really sweet of you … really. But I'm going to be okay, you don't have to be with me 24/7. Didn't Davis ask you to go to that bar with him? You've proven you are their for me when I need you, but I know you'd rather be out with some girl or bar hopping with Davis" she sighed softly.
"Are you trying to say you're sick of me?" He asked half-appalled but in a joking tone.
She rolled her eyes, "No Bosco, I'm just saying, go have fun. I don't want to bring you down or make you feel pitied into staying with me. I had fun today, but I know you'd have more fun with Davis. I'll talk to you tomorrow." She abruptly turned on her heal and walked out, before he could reply.
He stood there and watched her go. He felt like he had gotten a punch in the stomach. What is her problem? He considered chasing after her. But really did he have a right to invade her space? 'Faith sees me as a friend… a friend who has never had a long-term relationship, she'll never see me as anything else.' Bosco thought sadly. Maybe I will go find Davis; I'll find someone to cheer me up. He felt anger and sadness overflow his emotions and he slammed his locker shut and quickly went to find Davis.
*****
"Hey Bosco, check out the brunette, she's been watching you for the last half hour."
"Huh? What Davis?… oh the brunette, nice." He couldn't stop thinking of Faith. They had stopped by Faith's Mother's house the day before, and dropped off two bags backed full of clothing for Emily and Charlie, they loved seeing him, they called him Uncle Bosco. He adored them too. Then they had looked for the perfect apartment for Faith. They were having such a great day. Then she got so upset with him, because he assumed Faith would want to hang out after work. She even got Sully to drive her home. Home to that horrible apartment filled with memories of Fred.
"What's the matter?" Davis sighed. "We've been in this bar for half a hour, look around, gorgeous girls everywhere, and you've sat there and nursed you beer for all of it. You want to talk about what's bothering you," annoyance over-powering the concern in his tone.
"Hi, I saw you from the other side of the bar, my name is Kyri," the slightly drunk brunette flirted, interrupting the two officers.
Bosco watched as Davis gave him a grin and backed away. "I'm going to go make a phone call," he lied.
"Umm… hi… Kyri." Bosco responded. Looking at his beer, he didn't want to be here, at least not then.
"So are you here with anyone besides you tall friend there," she nodded towards where Davis was talking to some blond.
"Nope," he replied short and curtly. Generally he would take a girls forwardness and use it too his advantage especially one so beautiful, but he couldn't get Faith out of his mind, she was the one he wanted to be with.
"Oh, how wonderful for me." She replied climbing into his lap and attempting to kissed him.
"Kyri, you're a beautiful girl. But umm… I'm in love with somebody." Bosco groaned, pulling the girl off him. Without realizing what had slipped out of his mouth.
"Then why are you here and not with her!" Kyri spat, embarrassed and drunk.
Did I just say I was in love? He thought to himself with shock. Maurice Boscorelli in love? He chuckled to himself. "That's a very good question Kyri. Tell my friend over there I let." What am I doing? How can I be in love with Faith? Bosco shook his head sadly, and left the bar.
*****
"Faith, let me in!" He banged on the door. Finally after what seemed like a eternity, the door slowly unlocked and opened a few inches. Bosco waited a moment before pushing the door open, the rest of the way with his foot. He walked in to find Faith sitting on the floor surrounded by empty moving boxes. He carried a box of hot pizza in one hand a movie in the other.
Faith looked down at here hands. She had sat there for over a hour, and had not packed anything, her eyes were puffy from crying.
Bosco tossed the pizza and the video onto the nearby counter and walked over to her, he sat down on the floor and touched her arm. "Faith…? Tell me what's bothering you. Why did you get all pissed off at me and leave like that?" he questioned gently with a begging plea in his voice.
She sat there, a tear ran down her cheek, she couldn't look at him. She didn't even know why she had acted that way, how could she give a explanation to him … she thought sadly. "What are you doing here?" she replied coldly, I thought you went with Davis, I saw you leave with him, while I was waiting for Sully to drive me home."
"I did go with Davis, but I couldn't stop thinking about you, sitting here alone, in this apartment. I wanted to make sure you were ok." He tried to explain leaving some of the truth out of his statement, "umm, I thought you might be hungry so I picked us up a pizza and rented a movie." He grinned at her, "No porn I swear."
"Bosco; I'm a cop. I don't need you checking on me, I'm fine." She replied curtly.
"Faith! You're sitting here alone, you've obviously been crying, nothings packed. You're not fine! If you want me to leave then I will, but stop acting like I'm being a asshole because I care about you and worry about you." Their was more hurt in his voice then anger. He stood up ready to leave.
She had started crying half way through his little rampage of a speech. She could hear the hurt in his voice. "I'm sorry Bos… Don't go…" was all she got out, between sobs.
His heart broke and the little wave of anger inside him died. "I'm so sorry Faith, I didn't mean to make you cry." He said softly, kneeling down next to her. "Here get up, we're pack you up tomorrow. Lets eat this pizza and then we can watch the movie I brought over."
Faith allowed Bosco to pull her to her feet. She didn't let go of his hands right away. She was standing so close to him, that she could feel his warmth radiating off his body. She was so caught up in his eyes.
Bosco was not unaware of how close Faith was standing to him. It took every fiber in his body not to pull her into a tight embrace. He took a step back, dropped her hands and shook his head, to remove the thoughts that were forming. 'Faith doesn't care about me that way.' He grimaced at the silent battle he was having with himself.
Faith watched him as he pulled away from her, she watched, as he shook his head in what she assumed was disgust. She couldn't help but feel instantly rejected. More tears threatened to fall. "Umm, I'm going to the bathroom," she said as smoothly as she could without falling apart.
He looked down at the floor avoiding eye contact; he nodded his head and turned, heading towards the kitchen.
He stood in the kitchen alone with the pizza. 'What did I almost do!?' he cursed himself silently. 'That's my best friend! And I almost took advantage of her trust. How can I be so stupid and selfish!' he continued cursing himself. 'If I screw up my friendship with Faith…' he trailed off the thought, he couldn't bare to even think his life without her in it.
*****
Faith turn the knob that locked the bathroom door. She was sobbing before her hand grabbed the nob of the shower, she turned it on full blast. "He couldn't even look at me…" she said to herself between sobs. "He was disgusted," she sat on the edge of the lid of the toilet. At least he's gone, she thought to herself, at least I don't have to face him, she sat there for forty minutes before deciding to take a shower. By then the water was ice cold, but she didn't care, she was numb, her sensory emotions were overloaded.
*****
Bosco sat alone on her couch, he knew she was upset with him. It was extremely late. He knew he should go, that she probably wanted him to go, but he could bring himself to leave. If he left he would be up the rest of the night, and not be able to sleep. He couldn't just leave with Faith upset. So he sat, watched a little TV and thought about what he would say to her.
*****
She stepped out of the shower and slide on her warm bathrobe, her eyes were still red and puffy, but the ice cold shower had made her feel a bit better.
*****
"Bosco?! She panicked, seeing him sitting there on her couch, watching TV. "Its almost 2am, I figured you left."
"I didn't want to leave you like that. I'm sorry Faith. I'll leave" he stammered, trying the best he could to not get aroused by her dripping wet body, the bathrobe v-necked low and the robe itself was tied so tight it left very little to the imagination.
"I'm sorry… umm… I was just upset about other things, I was feeling overwhelmed with moving I guess, I didn't mean to leave you out here, for so long." she lied. She was feeling overwhelmed but that was not the true reason she had hide in the bathroom for over a hour.
He could tell she was lying through her teeth. "It's ok Faith, I was just worried," he said softly. "I didn't mean to upset you earlier." he cringed awaiting her response.
Her eyes flew to the ground. "You didn't upset me Bos… like I said I was just overwhelmed with everything else. Heat me up some pizza, I'm going to go change." She changed the subject and hurried towards her bedroom.
"No problem Faith" Bosco called after her. He sighed sadly, 'man I really screwed up'.
*****
She changed into a oversized gray NYPD t-shirt and a pair of black boxers, she generally wore to bed. "Maybe I should just tell him to leave and I'll call him tomorrow." she said to herself quietly. Before heading towards the kitchen.
*****
He sat the plate of pizza on the coffee table. He walked over to the stereo and flipped it on, waiting for Faith patiently. Sipping his now flat soda, before deciding to grab a fresh one.
She's like the wind through my tree
She rides the night next to me
She leads me through moonlight
Only to burn me with the sun
She's taken my heart
But she doesn't know what she's done
Feel her breath on my face
Her body close to me
Can't look in her eyes
She's out of my league
Just a fool to believe
I have anything she needs
She's like the wind
"Oh my god" he muttered, concentrating on the words of the song and not the tune.
I look in the mirror and all I see
Is a young old man with only a dream
Am I just fooling myself
That she'll stop the pain
Living without her
I'd go insane
Feel her breath on my face
Her body close to me
Can't look in her eyes
She's out of my league
Just a fool to believe
I have anything she needs
She's like the wind
'Ain't that the truth,' he thought sadly to himself, as he wiped a solitary tear off his cheek, and sat back down on the sofa. I've learned my lesson he thought coldly, this is what I get for using women, my whole life. The one I want, the one I need, I can't have.
Just a fool to believe
I have anything she needs
She's like the wind
He got up and shut the stereo off angrily. He was mad at himself, on so many different levels.
*****
She walked into the living room; Bosco was shutting off her stereo, he seemed angry. "Anything wrong Bos." She gave him a smile before grabbing a slice of pizza and curling up on the end of the couch.
"Oh nothing, damn song." he turned to her, and got flustered. She looked amazing in the t-shirt and boxers, 'If only she knew what she was doing to me' he grinned. "Good pizza huh?" He sat down uncomfortably next to her and grabbed himself a slice.
"Thanks Bosco." she said softly, picking up another slice.
"For what?" he questioned.
"For ditching Davis and for worrying about me. I'm sorry I snapped at you earlier." her apology was so sincere a tear rolled down her check.
"No Faith, no more tears," he softly wiped the stray tear away, from her cheek. "Listen to me… you were just upset and overwhelmed earlier, you have nothing to apologize for." he slide closer to her and wrapped a arm around her, to comfort her. "Its pretty late…" he said looking at the clock, "…actually its pretty early, its almost three am. But we could start the movie I rented." He suggested hopefully, he wasn't ready to go home yet.
She yawned, "I guess we can start it." She grabbed the blanket folded neatly over the couch, and curled up under it. "What is it?" she asked curiosity getting the better of her. She felt better now. Bosco wasn't acting like she had to plague anymore and didn't seem resentful about her snapping at him.
"You'll see."
She laughed at the boyish smirk on his face. "Okay".
He pushed the movie into the VCR and pushed play and sat at the other end of the couch, he had no intention of making her uncomfortable again.
The movie started playing… The Princesses Bride, "A chick flick!" she paused, "Wow, you must of thought I was pissed." she chuckled.
"Ha ha," he said sarcastically. "I'll have you know that movie is more action then chick stuff!" he said with a laugh.
The sat there together but at opposites sides of the couch, during the romance parts of the film where Westley and Princess Buttercup passionately kissed or just held each other, the apartment seem to get smaller and both Faith and Bosco would steal glances from each other, when the others head was turned. 'Great movie' he sighed silently to himself, 'I'm all but about to pounce on her.' He chuckled inaudibly. Then suddenly his face went white with the thought of hurting, taking advantage of her or more importantly damaging his friendship with her beyond repair. Bosco jump up and stretched. "Well I'm about to fall asleep so I better be going," he said.
"Aww come on Bos… there's only like twenty minutes left. It's already almost five am. You can sleep on the couch, finish the movie with me first." She whined and gave him the little squished up face.
"I can't I have to get home. I'll call you tomorrow, promise." he had to get out of there the temptation was too great. "Maybe we can get some lunch tomorrow my treat, say about noon?" he asked putting his jacket on.
"Alright, I better get to sleep soon, I have to call Silvia Jennies tomorrow morning." She saw the puzzled look of Bosco's face and continued… "She a divorce attourney, a friend of my mother."
"So… umm… you're really doing this?" He asked, with all his heart hoping to heart the reassurance he wanted to hear.
"Hell yes, I told you its over between me and him."
"I'm proud of you Faith, get some sleep, I'll see you at noon." He exited her apartment.
*****
Bosco was ten feet from Faiths door, when he realized how nervous he felt. 'Dear God' he moaned silently, 'its Faith! We've been partners for eight years!' He urged himself to her door and knocked sharply.
The door opened instantly and Faith pointed at the couch, and gave him the one-minute sign. 'Wonder who's she's on the phone with?' He sat quietly not trying to pry. But he couldn't help but hear, "Thanks Mrs. Jennies" before hanging up the phone.
"Sorry Bos, That was Ms. Jennies, she's taking my case pro-bono as a favor to my mother!" She gushed excitedly.
"That's awesome Faith! Is that what you're wearing to lunch?" he chuckled, referring to her black boxers and oversized t-shirt.
Faith laughed, "I better go change. I don't want to embarrassed you." She joked light-heartedly, heading for her bedroom.
"Hey, you wouldn't be embarrassing me! I just don't want to have to kick all the asses of all the guys that will hit on you." He wasn't sure she hear the last part of him comment, which was just as well.
:::ring ring::: the phone rang loudly.
"Bosco can you get that?" she yelled from the bathroom; where she was now washing her face.
"No problem" he yelled back at her reaching for the phone.
"Hello?"
Silence…
"Hello?" Bosco repeated.
"BOSCORELLI!"
"Fred?" he sighed with obvious annoyance in his tone.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING THERE! FUCK! WHAT AM I SAYING! I KNEW THAT BITCH WAS CHEATING ON ME WITH YOU! ALL SHE EVER TALKED ABOUT WAS YOU!" Fred bellowed.
"You call her a bitch again, and I will hunt you down and beat the shit out of you, even if you are Em and Charlie's Father.." Bosco hissed.
"Oh did I strike a nerve Bosco? Defending your fuck buddy." He angrily growled.
"Faith is not my fuck buddy ASSHOLE! But what she does is none of your business anymore!" Bosco said through clinched teeth.
"We're see about that!" Fred threatened before slamming down the phone.
"Damn" Bosco cursed under his breathe.
"Who was that!? I heard you yelling." Faith questioned concerned, coming from the hallway.
"Umm… It was Fred, he was not happy about me being here. He said some shitty things; Faith I swear if he wasn't Em and Charlies dad, I'd kick his ass!"
"I'm not sure if I should yell at you or thank you." She sighed. "Come on lets go. I'm starving," she gave him a reassuring grin and headed for the door.
*****
"Thanks for lunch Bosco, and thanks for the movie, I can't remember the last time I went to the movie theather with another adult. Usually it's a Disney movie, with Charlie and Emily. It really got my mind off everything for awhile."
"No problem Faith," Bosco smile at her, more then glad he could make her feel better, even if it was for a short time. "but now we seriously need to get back to your place and start packing!" He continued, checking the time "…its nearly 3:00, Sully and Davis are probably listening to that loud-mouth Chris right now."
"We need to stop and get boxes somewhere I don't have enough, plus how are we going to move all the furniture? We don't have a truck…" she felt herself getting overwhelmed again.
"Faith, no worries, that is why we're going to go by Vinny's he's always got boxes and he'll let me borrow his truck, tomorrow." He calmly said. They were stopped at a red-light, and the traffic was horrible.
"Thanks Bosco," she sniffled. "Thanks for putting your life on hold to help me."
"What life? Faith, you are my life, You're my best friend." Those words had slipped out before he could stop them. He sat silently, hoping she wouldn't press him about what he had just said.
But Faith hadn't heard what he had said, she had all her senses focused on the sight before her, then Bosco saw something that made his heart speed, "Faith do you have your gun?…"
*****
The evening continued just as slowly as it had stated, with two more domestic calls before eleven o'clock slowly crept around. They pulled into the Precinct's parking lot and headed for the station.
"So... What do you want to do tonight," he paused waiting for her response. She just stared at him. "…Since we don't have work the next two days. Shall we start packing you up" Bosco finished as they changed into jeans and t-shirts.
The smile he gave her, made her just crave him more. Why does he give me that smile and that glint in his eyes… why have I never noticed it before? And why is it affecting me like this now… She questioned herself silently. "Bosco that's really sweet of you … really. But I'm going to be okay, you don't have to be with me 24/7. Didn't Davis ask you to go to that bar with him? You've proven you are their for me when I need you, but I know you'd rather be out with some girl or bar hopping with Davis" she sighed softly.
"Are you trying to say you're sick of me?" He asked half-appalled but in a joking tone.
She rolled her eyes, "No Bosco, I'm just saying, go have fun. I don't want to bring you down or make you feel pitied into staying with me. I had fun today, but I know you'd have more fun with Davis. I'll talk to you tomorrow." She abruptly turned on her heal and walked out, before he could reply.
He stood there and watched her go. He felt like he had gotten a punch in the stomach. What is her problem? He considered chasing after her. But really did he have a right to invade her space? 'Faith sees me as a friend… a friend who has never had a long-term relationship, she'll never see me as anything else.' Bosco thought sadly. Maybe I will go find Davis; I'll find someone to cheer me up. He felt anger and sadness overflow his emotions and he slammed his locker shut and quickly went to find Davis.
*****
"Hey Bosco, check out the brunette, she's been watching you for the last half hour."
"Huh? What Davis?… oh the brunette, nice." He couldn't stop thinking of Faith. They had stopped by Faith's Mother's house the day before, and dropped off two bags backed full of clothing for Emily and Charlie, they loved seeing him, they called him Uncle Bosco. He adored them too. Then they had looked for the perfect apartment for Faith. They were having such a great day. Then she got so upset with him, because he assumed Faith would want to hang out after work. She even got Sully to drive her home. Home to that horrible apartment filled with memories of Fred.
"What's the matter?" Davis sighed. "We've been in this bar for half a hour, look around, gorgeous girls everywhere, and you've sat there and nursed you beer for all of it. You want to talk about what's bothering you," annoyance over-powering the concern in his tone.
"Hi, I saw you from the other side of the bar, my name is Kyri," the slightly drunk brunette flirted, interrupting the two officers.
Bosco watched as Davis gave him a grin and backed away. "I'm going to go make a phone call," he lied.
"Umm… hi… Kyri." Bosco responded. Looking at his beer, he didn't want to be here, at least not then.
"So are you here with anyone besides you tall friend there," she nodded towards where Davis was talking to some blond.
"Nope," he replied short and curtly. Generally he would take a girls forwardness and use it too his advantage especially one so beautiful, but he couldn't get Faith out of his mind, she was the one he wanted to be with.
"Oh, how wonderful for me." She replied climbing into his lap and attempting to kissed him.
"Kyri, you're a beautiful girl. But umm… I'm in love with somebody." Bosco groaned, pulling the girl off him. Without realizing what had slipped out of his mouth.
"Then why are you here and not with her!" Kyri spat, embarrassed and drunk.
Did I just say I was in love? He thought to himself with shock. Maurice Boscorelli in love? He chuckled to himself. "That's a very good question Kyri. Tell my friend over there I let." What am I doing? How can I be in love with Faith? Bosco shook his head sadly, and left the bar.
*****
"Faith, let me in!" He banged on the door. Finally after what seemed like a eternity, the door slowly unlocked and opened a few inches. Bosco waited a moment before pushing the door open, the rest of the way with his foot. He walked in to find Faith sitting on the floor surrounded by empty moving boxes. He carried a box of hot pizza in one hand a movie in the other.
Faith looked down at here hands. She had sat there for over a hour, and had not packed anything, her eyes were puffy from crying.
Bosco tossed the pizza and the video onto the nearby counter and walked over to her, he sat down on the floor and touched her arm. "Faith…? Tell me what's bothering you. Why did you get all pissed off at me and leave like that?" he questioned gently with a begging plea in his voice.
She sat there, a tear ran down her cheek, she couldn't look at him. She didn't even know why she had acted that way, how could she give a explanation to him … she thought sadly. "What are you doing here?" she replied coldly, I thought you went with Davis, I saw you leave with him, while I was waiting for Sully to drive me home."
"I did go with Davis, but I couldn't stop thinking about you, sitting here alone, in this apartment. I wanted to make sure you were ok." He tried to explain leaving some of the truth out of his statement, "umm, I thought you might be hungry so I picked us up a pizza and rented a movie." He grinned at her, "No porn I swear."
"Bosco; I'm a cop. I don't need you checking on me, I'm fine." She replied curtly.
"Faith! You're sitting here alone, you've obviously been crying, nothings packed. You're not fine! If you want me to leave then I will, but stop acting like I'm being a asshole because I care about you and worry about you." Their was more hurt in his voice then anger. He stood up ready to leave.
She had started crying half way through his little rampage of a speech. She could hear the hurt in his voice. "I'm sorry Bos… Don't go…" was all she got out, between sobs.
His heart broke and the little wave of anger inside him died. "I'm so sorry Faith, I didn't mean to make you cry." He said softly, kneeling down next to her. "Here get up, we're pack you up tomorrow. Lets eat this pizza and then we can watch the movie I brought over."
Faith allowed Bosco to pull her to her feet. She didn't let go of his hands right away. She was standing so close to him, that she could feel his warmth radiating off his body. She was so caught up in his eyes.
Bosco was not unaware of how close Faith was standing to him. It took every fiber in his body not to pull her into a tight embrace. He took a step back, dropped her hands and shook his head, to remove the thoughts that were forming. 'Faith doesn't care about me that way.' He grimaced at the silent battle he was having with himself.
Faith watched him as he pulled away from her, she watched, as he shook his head in what she assumed was disgust. She couldn't help but feel instantly rejected. More tears threatened to fall. "Umm, I'm going to the bathroom," she said as smoothly as she could without falling apart.
He looked down at the floor avoiding eye contact; he nodded his head and turned, heading towards the kitchen.
He stood in the kitchen alone with the pizza. 'What did I almost do!?' he cursed himself silently. 'That's my best friend! And I almost took advantage of her trust. How can I be so stupid and selfish!' he continued cursing himself. 'If I screw up my friendship with Faith…' he trailed off the thought, he couldn't bare to even think his life without her in it.
*****
Faith turn the knob that locked the bathroom door. She was sobbing before her hand grabbed the nob of the shower, she turned it on full blast. "He couldn't even look at me…" she said to herself between sobs. "He was disgusted," she sat on the edge of the lid of the toilet. At least he's gone, she thought to herself, at least I don't have to face him, she sat there for forty minutes before deciding to take a shower. By then the water was ice cold, but she didn't care, she was numb, her sensory emotions were overloaded.
*****
Bosco sat alone on her couch, he knew she was upset with him. It was extremely late. He knew he should go, that she probably wanted him to go, but he could bring himself to leave. If he left he would be up the rest of the night, and not be able to sleep. He couldn't just leave with Faith upset. So he sat, watched a little TV and thought about what he would say to her.
*****
She stepped out of the shower and slide on her warm bathrobe, her eyes were still red and puffy, but the ice cold shower had made her feel a bit better.
*****
"Bosco?! She panicked, seeing him sitting there on her couch, watching TV. "Its almost 2am, I figured you left."
"I didn't want to leave you like that. I'm sorry Faith. I'll leave" he stammered, trying the best he could to not get aroused by her dripping wet body, the bathrobe v-necked low and the robe itself was tied so tight it left very little to the imagination.
"I'm sorry… umm… I was just upset about other things, I was feeling overwhelmed with moving I guess, I didn't mean to leave you out here, for so long." she lied. She was feeling overwhelmed but that was not the true reason she had hide in the bathroom for over a hour.
He could tell she was lying through her teeth. "It's ok Faith, I was just worried," he said softly. "I didn't mean to upset you earlier." he cringed awaiting her response.
Her eyes flew to the ground. "You didn't upset me Bos… like I said I was just overwhelmed with everything else. Heat me up some pizza, I'm going to go change." She changed the subject and hurried towards her bedroom.
"No problem Faith" Bosco called after her. He sighed sadly, 'man I really screwed up'.
*****
She changed into a oversized gray NYPD t-shirt and a pair of black boxers, she generally wore to bed. "Maybe I should just tell him to leave and I'll call him tomorrow." she said to herself quietly. Before heading towards the kitchen.
*****
He sat the plate of pizza on the coffee table. He walked over to the stereo and flipped it on, waiting for Faith patiently. Sipping his now flat soda, before deciding to grab a fresh one.
She's like the wind through my tree
She rides the night next to me
She leads me through moonlight
Only to burn me with the sun
She's taken my heart
But she doesn't know what she's done
Feel her breath on my face
Her body close to me
Can't look in her eyes
She's out of my league
Just a fool to believe
I have anything she needs
She's like the wind
"Oh my god" he muttered, concentrating on the words of the song and not the tune.
I look in the mirror and all I see
Is a young old man with only a dream
Am I just fooling myself
That she'll stop the pain
Living without her
I'd go insane
Feel her breath on my face
Her body close to me
Can't look in her eyes
She's out of my league
Just a fool to believe
I have anything she needs
She's like the wind
'Ain't that the truth,' he thought sadly to himself, as he wiped a solitary tear off his cheek, and sat back down on the sofa. I've learned my lesson he thought coldly, this is what I get for using women, my whole life. The one I want, the one I need, I can't have.
Just a fool to believe
I have anything she needs
She's like the wind
He got up and shut the stereo off angrily. He was mad at himself, on so many different levels.
*****
She walked into the living room; Bosco was shutting off her stereo, he seemed angry. "Anything wrong Bos." She gave him a smile before grabbing a slice of pizza and curling up on the end of the couch.
"Oh nothing, damn song." he turned to her, and got flustered. She looked amazing in the t-shirt and boxers, 'If only she knew what she was doing to me' he grinned. "Good pizza huh?" He sat down uncomfortably next to her and grabbed himself a slice.
"Thanks Bosco." she said softly, picking up another slice.
"For what?" he questioned.
"For ditching Davis and for worrying about me. I'm sorry I snapped at you earlier." her apology was so sincere a tear rolled down her check.
"No Faith, no more tears," he softly wiped the stray tear away, from her cheek. "Listen to me… you were just upset and overwhelmed earlier, you have nothing to apologize for." he slide closer to her and wrapped a arm around her, to comfort her. "Its pretty late…" he said looking at the clock, "…actually its pretty early, its almost three am. But we could start the movie I rented." He suggested hopefully, he wasn't ready to go home yet.
She yawned, "I guess we can start it." She grabbed the blanket folded neatly over the couch, and curled up under it. "What is it?" she asked curiosity getting the better of her. She felt better now. Bosco wasn't acting like she had to plague anymore and didn't seem resentful about her snapping at him.
"You'll see."
She laughed at the boyish smirk on his face. "Okay".
He pushed the movie into the VCR and pushed play and sat at the other end of the couch, he had no intention of making her uncomfortable again.
The movie started playing… The Princesses Bride, "A chick flick!" she paused, "Wow, you must of thought I was pissed." she chuckled.
"Ha ha," he said sarcastically. "I'll have you know that movie is more action then chick stuff!" he said with a laugh.
The sat there together but at opposites sides of the couch, during the romance parts of the film where Westley and Princess Buttercup passionately kissed or just held each other, the apartment seem to get smaller and both Faith and Bosco would steal glances from each other, when the others head was turned. 'Great movie' he sighed silently to himself, 'I'm all but about to pounce on her.' He chuckled inaudibly. Then suddenly his face went white with the thought of hurting, taking advantage of her or more importantly damaging his friendship with her beyond repair. Bosco jump up and stretched. "Well I'm about to fall asleep so I better be going," he said.
"Aww come on Bos… there's only like twenty minutes left. It's already almost five am. You can sleep on the couch, finish the movie with me first." She whined and gave him the little squished up face.
"I can't I have to get home. I'll call you tomorrow, promise." he had to get out of there the temptation was too great. "Maybe we can get some lunch tomorrow my treat, say about noon?" he asked putting his jacket on.
"Alright, I better get to sleep soon, I have to call Silvia Jennies tomorrow morning." She saw the puzzled look of Bosco's face and continued… "She a divorce attourney, a friend of my mother."
"So… umm… you're really doing this?" He asked, with all his heart hoping to heart the reassurance he wanted to hear.
"Hell yes, I told you its over between me and him."
"I'm proud of you Faith, get some sleep, I'll see you at noon." He exited her apartment.
*****
Bosco was ten feet from Faiths door, when he realized how nervous he felt. 'Dear God' he moaned silently, 'its Faith! We've been partners for eight years!' He urged himself to her door and knocked sharply.
The door opened instantly and Faith pointed at the couch, and gave him the one-minute sign. 'Wonder who's she's on the phone with?' He sat quietly not trying to pry. But he couldn't help but hear, "Thanks Mrs. Jennies" before hanging up the phone.
"Sorry Bos, That was Ms. Jennies, she's taking my case pro-bono as a favor to my mother!" She gushed excitedly.
"That's awesome Faith! Is that what you're wearing to lunch?" he chuckled, referring to her black boxers and oversized t-shirt.
Faith laughed, "I better go change. I don't want to embarrassed you." She joked light-heartedly, heading for her bedroom.
"Hey, you wouldn't be embarrassing me! I just don't want to have to kick all the asses of all the guys that will hit on you." He wasn't sure she hear the last part of him comment, which was just as well.
:::ring ring::: the phone rang loudly.
"Bosco can you get that?" she yelled from the bathroom; where she was now washing her face.
"No problem" he yelled back at her reaching for the phone.
"Hello?"
Silence…
"Hello?" Bosco repeated.
"BOSCORELLI!"
"Fred?" he sighed with obvious annoyance in his tone.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING THERE! FUCK! WHAT AM I SAYING! I KNEW THAT BITCH WAS CHEATING ON ME WITH YOU! ALL SHE EVER TALKED ABOUT WAS YOU!" Fred bellowed.
"You call her a bitch again, and I will hunt you down and beat the shit out of you, even if you are Em and Charlie's Father.." Bosco hissed.
"Oh did I strike a nerve Bosco? Defending your fuck buddy." He angrily growled.
"Faith is not my fuck buddy ASSHOLE! But what she does is none of your business anymore!" Bosco said through clinched teeth.
"We're see about that!" Fred threatened before slamming down the phone.
"Damn" Bosco cursed under his breathe.
"Who was that!? I heard you yelling." Faith questioned concerned, coming from the hallway.
"Umm… It was Fred, he was not happy about me being here. He said some shitty things; Faith I swear if he wasn't Em and Charlies dad, I'd kick his ass!"
"I'm not sure if I should yell at you or thank you." She sighed. "Come on lets go. I'm starving," she gave him a reassuring grin and headed for the door.
*****
"Thanks for lunch Bosco, and thanks for the movie, I can't remember the last time I went to the movie theather with another adult. Usually it's a Disney movie, with Charlie and Emily. It really got my mind off everything for awhile."
"No problem Faith," Bosco smile at her, more then glad he could make her feel better, even if it was for a short time. "but now we seriously need to get back to your place and start packing!" He continued, checking the time "…its nearly 3:00, Sully and Davis are probably listening to that loud-mouth Chris right now."
"We need to stop and get boxes somewhere I don't have enough, plus how are we going to move all the furniture? We don't have a truck…" she felt herself getting overwhelmed again.
"Faith, no worries, that is why we're going to go by Vinny's he's always got boxes and he'll let me borrow his truck, tomorrow." He calmly said. They were stopped at a red-light, and the traffic was horrible.
"Thanks Bosco," she sniffled. "Thanks for putting your life on hold to help me."
"What life? Faith, you are my life, You're my best friend." Those words had slipped out before he could stop them. He sat silently, hoping she wouldn't press him about what he had just said.
But Faith hadn't heard what he had said, she had all her senses focused on the sight before her, then Bosco saw something that made his heart speed, "Faith do you have your gun?…"