Title: Family Matters Chapter 23
Author: Fyre
Category: Drama/Angst
Email: Boscosbabe55@bellsouth.net
AIM: ToriBoscorelli
Spoilers: My Take on 'Childhood Memories' this now takes place after 'Falling' and 'The Greater Good'
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of John Wells and Edward Allen Bernero and NBC. Those lucky bastards. I'm only renting them for a while, I plan to be kind a rewind
when I return them.
Summary: Bosco finds out a shocking secret concerning the health of his sister.
A/N: Someone talked me into bringing this story back and doing more with it. So I did. Please keep up the R&R's it really gives me ideas, you may not think that they help, but trust me they do. The ending is kinda blah, but I'm going to get to some angst soon. I promise. Just give the old bat some time. Thanks everyone for the reviews and all the encouraging words! :-)
Mercedes woke up just as I got off the phone with the hospital, dragging herself into the living room, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. She stopped lookin' over at me then Faith. "Everything okay?" She asks stretching her arms over her head yawning.
"Mercedes Hun," Faith patted the seat on the couch. "Sit down for a little, please. We need to talk."
She looks over at me oddly while walking over to the couch. She sat down next to faith, who pulled her into a slight hug. Letting my sister head rest on her shoulder as she twirled some of Mercedes hair around her finger, then gently stroking her head.
"Is everything okay?" Mercedes questions.
Faith continues to rub Mercedes head. This is a side of faith many people don' see. The motherly side. Sure she mothers me sometimes--but this is different, this is a true mothering side. They way she's holding my sister, comforting her. I can't help but to smile, even though inside I'm crying.
"Mercedes Hun, you're going to need to go back to the hospital." She says softly to her.
"NO!" Mercedes instantly protests. "Mo said I didn't have to go."
"That's because your brother had his head up his ass."
I was about to interject and say something, but didn't.
"I can't go, I promise not to throw up anymore, just please." Her voice cracks with emotion, making me fall apart even more inside.
"Mercedes throwing up blood is a very bad thing. It's not Normal."
My sister wipes tears from her eyes, her head still on Faith's shoulder. "I wanna stay here with Mo, he said he'd take sometime off, an' he'd stay with me."
Faith hugs her a little tighter. "I know baby--but he can't be here 24/7, that' why you need to go."
I leave the room, I can't take it anymore. Seeing her like that. I can still hear them talking breaking my heart even more.
"Mercedes, your sick, Mo can't make you better, only a doctor can. You have to do this Hun."
I hear my sister's cries, an all to familiar sound. I feel a knot form in the pit of my stomach. Knowing she has to go back to that place, having to put up with all that crap. I wonder why does it always have to be my family, what did they-- what did she ever do that was wrong that she has to go through with all this?
I let them sit out there for a while, before finally going back out there. Faith has Mercedes in her arms, talking but comforting her. It's kinda neat to see. I'm happy knowing my sister can feel so comfortable around Faith. I know if something -ever- should happen to me, Mercedes has someone she can trust that she can talk to. "Hey brat." I say
She sits up looking at me. "I'm ready--to go." She said sadly looking at me.
"Come here." I motion with my hands for her to come over.
"Why?" She questions me sniffling.
"Quit being such a pain in the ass and come over here." I retort.
She slowly gets up and walks over to me.
I reach out and pull her into a tight hug, at first she's unsure about the whole thing, but I soon feel her arms around me, and feel her tears slowly wetting my shirt. I rest my chin on the top of her head. "I love you brat...I always will. You're my little sister. I've only got one of you an' I don' wanna lose you." I keep my chin on her head my arms still around her. "I jus' want you to get better, please Mercedes. Do it for me?"
She only nods in reply as I pull her out of the hug and look into her tear filled eyes, I take my thumb and wipe them away. "I'll never stop lovin' you an' no matter how hard you try you won't be able to make me stop lovin' you or give up on you. Okay?"
"Yeah." She replies.
I sigh to myself. "You better go get your stuff. Okay."
She nods walking off. "Mo." she says stopping and turning around.
"What do you want now brat?" I ask jokingly. I'm then caught off guard and surprised when she runs to me, embracing me in a hug.
"I love you too." She says before finally walking back to her room to pack.
I smile to myself watching her disappear into her room.
"Bosco you okay?" I hear Faith ask.
"Eventually I'll be okay. It's rough....she's been through -so- much shit, it's jus' rough." I tell her sitting down next to her.
" I know--but she's getting help. She's going to be fine."
I give a few nods, collecting my thoughts before finally speaking. "I know--I know, it's jus' she's my baby sister an' ya know-"
"I know, but as long as she has you. She'll be fine. You're getting her help this time, before it's too late. She'll pull through it Bos. Trust me." I feel Faith squeeze my hand.
"You better get to work. I don' want ya bein' late 'cause of us."
"Nah-- I took the day off, I figured you may need help."
I smile lightly. "Thanks Faith."
"Hey no problem--really it isn't"