Revenge
Chapter 60
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Faith cleaned up the broken glass and the blood that was on the kitchen floor. She picked up Bosoc's jacket, the bottle of pre-natal vitamins falling from the pocket. She set them on the counter and checked one more time to make sure everything was turned off. Satisfied that everything was okay, she pulled the door of the apartment shut behind her and headed over to the hospital.
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"Bosco, come in here," Kim said a second time, taking hold of his arm. He was standing alongside Trisha's stretcher in the ER. The nurse wanted to get his wounds looked at.
"No. I wanna stay here," he said. Finally, the nurse told Kim that he could use the bed next to Trisha's and Kim got him to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Is there anyone you want me to call?" Kim offered.
"No. No one," Bosco said, thinking of her now-dead stepbrother - the only family she'd had left. "There's just me," he said, thinking of how alone she must've felt when he left last night.
"Okay, well Faith will be here soon. Here, lie back so the nurse can take a look at your stitches," he said, gently pushing him back on the stretcher. He lay back, but made sure that he could still see Trisha. She was still unconscious, the doctor and nurses moving around her. Someone wheeled in an ultrasound machine and Bosco watched while they set it up.
He flinched when the nurse touched his wounds. "You need a couple of new stitches, but everything seems to be okay, Officer," the nurse told him. "One of the doctors will be over to stitch you up in a few minutes," she said, cleaning the wound up and setting up the suture kit so it was ready when the doctor came in.
"Maurice," he heard Trisha say as she started to regain consciousness. He pushed the nurse's hand away and stood up and moved over next to Trisha. He took her hand.
"I'm right here, Trish. Sshh. You're at Mercy. You're gonna be okay," he said soothingly.
"The baby?" she asked, turning her head to look at him. "Is the baby okay?" Bosco looked up at the doctor who just shook his head.
Bosco's eyes teared. "Just rest. We'll talk when you're stronger. Everything's gonna be okay," he said.
Just the look on his face told her that she'd lost the baby. Tears began to fall, landing on the sheet alongside her head. "I'm so sorry, Maurice. I'm so sorry," she said.
Bosco leaned over and put his forehead against her cheek. "Sshhh, it's okay. We'll get through this. Together," he said, as she fell asleep again, a tear still on her cheek. Bosco reached up and brushed the tear away with his thumb.
"We'll be moving her up to a room in a little bit. They want to watch her overnight to make sure the bleeding stops. Why don't you let me fix your stitches so you're ready to go upstairs with her," the doctor said to him.
"Thanks," he said, placing Trisha's hand on the bed and moving back over to the stretcher so the doctor could fix his wounds.
"She'll be okay. The obstetrician said it was a miscarriage, but that she should be able to have more children," the doctor told him. "They'll know more when they examine her again upstairs. It's a good thing you found her when you did, she could have lost a lot more blood."
"Uh huh," was all he could say as he watched her sleep. He hadn't found her soon enough as far as he was concerned. Maybe he could've helped her - prevented the miscarriage. How could he have just walked out on her like that last night!
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"Ma," Bosco said into the phone when his mother picked up.
"Where are you, Maurice? I was at your apartment and you didn't come home. I've been worried sick about you. I called Trisha's, but there was no answer there either," she said, the anxiousness she was feeling coming out as anger.
"Ma!" he said, getting her attention.
"I'm at the hospital. It's Trisha. She lost the baby, Ma," he said, a catch in his voice that didn't go unnoticed to his mother. Faith sat at the end of the hall, watching him on the phone, noticing that his shoulders were hunched forward - a sign that he was hurting, both physically and emotionally. She'd seen it before, it was just something he did that she picked up on, making her able to know how he was feeling even though he never really talked about it.
"Oh, Maurcie. Oh no," Rose said. "I'll come over there. Are you at Mercy?"
"No, Ma. It's okay. She's sleeping now. They're gonna keep her overnight. Faith's here. I just wanted to let you know where I was and what happened. I'm gonna stay here with her tonight. I'll call you in the morning," he said.
"Okay. I'm sorry, Maurice. I love you," Rose said.
"I know. Me too, Ma," Bosco said, hanging up the phone. He let his arm fall to his side and after a moment took a deep breath and walked back to where Faith was sitting.
"You want anything?" she asked him. He shook his head no.
"Nah. They're gonna move her upstairs in a couple of minutes. I'm just gonna sit with her. You know, in case she wakes up," he said.
"Okay. I'll be at home if you need me. No matter what time it is, okay?" she said. Bosco nodded.
"I'm sorry, Bos," she said, putting a hand on his arm. He turned to her and she leaned in to give him a hug.
"Call me. I mean it," she said, turning to go.
"I will. Thanks, Faith," he said as he watched her walk down the hall and around the corner as they started to move Trisha out into the hallway to bring her upstairs.
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TBC...
Chapter 60
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Faith cleaned up the broken glass and the blood that was on the kitchen floor. She picked up Bosoc's jacket, the bottle of pre-natal vitamins falling from the pocket. She set them on the counter and checked one more time to make sure everything was turned off. Satisfied that everything was okay, she pulled the door of the apartment shut behind her and headed over to the hospital.
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"Bosco, come in here," Kim said a second time, taking hold of his arm. He was standing alongside Trisha's stretcher in the ER. The nurse wanted to get his wounds looked at.
"No. I wanna stay here," he said. Finally, the nurse told Kim that he could use the bed next to Trisha's and Kim got him to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Is there anyone you want me to call?" Kim offered.
"No. No one," Bosco said, thinking of her now-dead stepbrother - the only family she'd had left. "There's just me," he said, thinking of how alone she must've felt when he left last night.
"Okay, well Faith will be here soon. Here, lie back so the nurse can take a look at your stitches," he said, gently pushing him back on the stretcher. He lay back, but made sure that he could still see Trisha. She was still unconscious, the doctor and nurses moving around her. Someone wheeled in an ultrasound machine and Bosco watched while they set it up.
He flinched when the nurse touched his wounds. "You need a couple of new stitches, but everything seems to be okay, Officer," the nurse told him. "One of the doctors will be over to stitch you up in a few minutes," she said, cleaning the wound up and setting up the suture kit so it was ready when the doctor came in.
"Maurice," he heard Trisha say as she started to regain consciousness. He pushed the nurse's hand away and stood up and moved over next to Trisha. He took her hand.
"I'm right here, Trish. Sshh. You're at Mercy. You're gonna be okay," he said soothingly.
"The baby?" she asked, turning her head to look at him. "Is the baby okay?" Bosco looked up at the doctor who just shook his head.
Bosco's eyes teared. "Just rest. We'll talk when you're stronger. Everything's gonna be okay," he said.
Just the look on his face told her that she'd lost the baby. Tears began to fall, landing on the sheet alongside her head. "I'm so sorry, Maurice. I'm so sorry," she said.
Bosco leaned over and put his forehead against her cheek. "Sshhh, it's okay. We'll get through this. Together," he said, as she fell asleep again, a tear still on her cheek. Bosco reached up and brushed the tear away with his thumb.
"We'll be moving her up to a room in a little bit. They want to watch her overnight to make sure the bleeding stops. Why don't you let me fix your stitches so you're ready to go upstairs with her," the doctor said to him.
"Thanks," he said, placing Trisha's hand on the bed and moving back over to the stretcher so the doctor could fix his wounds.
"She'll be okay. The obstetrician said it was a miscarriage, but that she should be able to have more children," the doctor told him. "They'll know more when they examine her again upstairs. It's a good thing you found her when you did, she could have lost a lot more blood."
"Uh huh," was all he could say as he watched her sleep. He hadn't found her soon enough as far as he was concerned. Maybe he could've helped her - prevented the miscarriage. How could he have just walked out on her like that last night!
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"Ma," Bosco said into the phone when his mother picked up.
"Where are you, Maurice? I was at your apartment and you didn't come home. I've been worried sick about you. I called Trisha's, but there was no answer there either," she said, the anxiousness she was feeling coming out as anger.
"Ma!" he said, getting her attention.
"I'm at the hospital. It's Trisha. She lost the baby, Ma," he said, a catch in his voice that didn't go unnoticed to his mother. Faith sat at the end of the hall, watching him on the phone, noticing that his shoulders were hunched forward - a sign that he was hurting, both physically and emotionally. She'd seen it before, it was just something he did that she picked up on, making her able to know how he was feeling even though he never really talked about it.
"Oh, Maurcie. Oh no," Rose said. "I'll come over there. Are you at Mercy?"
"No, Ma. It's okay. She's sleeping now. They're gonna keep her overnight. Faith's here. I just wanted to let you know where I was and what happened. I'm gonna stay here with her tonight. I'll call you in the morning," he said.
"Okay. I'm sorry, Maurice. I love you," Rose said.
"I know. Me too, Ma," Bosco said, hanging up the phone. He let his arm fall to his side and after a moment took a deep breath and walked back to where Faith was sitting.
"You want anything?" she asked him. He shook his head no.
"Nah. They're gonna move her upstairs in a couple of minutes. I'm just gonna sit with her. You know, in case she wakes up," he said.
"Okay. I'll be at home if you need me. No matter what time it is, okay?" she said. Bosco nodded.
"I'm sorry, Bos," she said, putting a hand on his arm. He turned to her and she leaned in to give him a hug.
"Call me. I mean it," she said, turning to go.
"I will. Thanks, Faith," he said as he watched her walk down the hall and around the corner as they started to move Trisha out into the hallway to bring her upstairs.
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TBC...