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The Only One: Chapter 12
Faith's whole body shook as she hung up the phone. She burst into tears and slid down the counter onto the floor. How could this happen now? Today, of all days. Kim had told her to get to Mercy right away. That is was serious and she couldn't waste any time. And that's just what she was doing here on the floor.
She stood up and brushed the hair out of her face. She grabbed her sweater and keys and rushed out the door. A second later she rushed back in to call Rose. There was no answer, so Faith left a quick message for her to come to the hospital right away. She ran back out the door and slammed it shut. " I'm coming, Bos. Just hang on. I'm coming". she muttered to herself.
It would take too long to wait for the subway, so she hailed a cab and told him to step on it. The grubby driver started complaining until Faith shouted that she was a New York City Cop and that this was an emergency. He said no more, and proceeded to drive faster.
The whole ride over, she was thinking about their last eight years together. Images of them at Central Park with the kids or going to get icecream, or just hanging out, ran through her mind. She didn't even know it then, but he was the most important man in her life, the only one she could truly love. How different it is to be with someone you love, not someone you just put up with. How did she not notice that before? All those times that Bosco was worried about her, was watching her back, when all Fred ever did was complain about her...and she didn't even see the one person who had been there all along. It had only been a few days ago that Faith had first admitted that she loved him. He said it to her all the time, but she was scared that he was going to leave her because he had never been in a comitted relationship before. She vowed to herself that if Bosco made it, she would tell him that she loved him every day. If he made it. She closed her eyes and prayed silently, " Oh, God, please hear me. Please save Bosco. I love him and I need him. Don't take him away from me too. Emily and Charlie are gone, please don't let this happen again." When she opened her eyes again they were just pulling up to Mercy.
Faith paid the driver and ran to the front doors of the hospital. She ran into emergency and up to the front desk. Nurse Mary Proctor was just walking off the elevator, and she spotted Faith.
" Faith, come with me. He just got out of surgery and he's in unit 3. I'll take you there." she said gently, but with urgency. Mary Proctor had seen enough of these situations to know when time was running out.
Faith imediately started to cry as Proctor led her down the hall. " Be strong, Faith. He's in a coma, but I suggest that you hold his hand and talk to him as much as you can. You can never underestimate the power of a loved one. Just stay with him. Now" she continued, glancing at Bosco's closed door, " You may want to be prepared for what he looks like. His arm and leg are both in casts. The scraping and brusing on his face is normal for the type of accident he was in." she explained.
They opened the door to his room and stepped inside. Faith was not prepared to see what her eyes took in. Bosco was hooked up to a machine that was helping him breathe. It was making soft beeping sounds. His face was completely swollen and bruised, along with many smaller cuts and scrapes. His left leg was elevated and held in place by a metal pole. His right arm was in a cast and his nose was bandaged.
Faith let out a small whimper as she took a seat by his bed. She reached over carefully and held his hand. Tears were flowing freely down her cheeks.
Mary Proctor came and put a hand on her shoulder. " Just talk to him. He needs to hear your voice."
Faith looked up at her and sobbed harshly. " Wa..what do I say to him"? '"Can he hear me?"
Mary looked down at her, brushing the tears off her face before replying gently, " There is no evidence that points toward him not being able to hear. The mind has a way of shutting out painful experiences. Just tell him you love him and need him to come back to you. It may sound silly, but I have seen people come out of a coma because they had loved ones that didn't give up. That stayed and begged them to come back. And it worked. Some things just can't be explained, Faith. Don't give up on him. Just try, hon."
Faith nodded and thanked the nurse as she walked out the door.
She leaned over and gave Bosco a tender kiss on his forehead. " Bos, I hope you can hear me" she started. " I need you to wake up. I love you and I need you here with me. We have so much to look forward to, baby...."
She was interrupted by someone opening the door softly. It was Rose. She looked like she had run the whole way there. Her hair was a mess and her makeup was smeared around her eyes. She had black eyeliner stains all the way down to her chin. Faith stood up and they embraced, crying.
When they pulled apart Rose pulled up a chair beside the bed and sat down. " What happened, Faith?"
" He was hit by a drunk driver in a mack truck. He was on the wrong side of the road. Bos didn't know what hit him". Faith explained, brushing the hair back out of her face.
Rose started to cry again. " He was at my place this afternoon. We had a terrible fight. We made up before he left, but..oh, goodness...it's all my fault. If I hadn't called him and demanded that he come over, he'd be ok right now....I never should have...."
Faith looked up at her curiously, " What were you fighting about, if you don't mind my asking".
Rose looked away. Guiltily, Faith thought. She took a deep breath before responding. " Alicia came to see me at the bar last night and she told me that Maurice had demanded that she get an abortion, among other things..." she looked over at Faith, who had her mouth hanging open.
" I believed her. So, I called Maurice this afternoon and told him I wanted him to come to my place so we could talk about it."
Faith looked shocked. She was his mother, yes, but did she really have the right to go messing around in his personal affairs?
Rose knew what she was thinking and quickly added, " I know it wasn't right. But I wanted to know how he could act that way toward her. I know it isn't the ideal situation, but she is still having my grandchild and I want to be a grandmother."
It sounded a little selfish to Faith, but she understood the motives behind Rose's actions. " Rose, he never told her to have an abortion. He wouldn't do that. I mean, he can be an ass, but he's not that big of an ass." she said, a little curtly.
" I know. You're right Faith. You always did know my Maurice better than anyone else. He told me that she was lying. I just don't understand why. It won't get her into my good graces, that's for sure."
"Well, maybe she wasn't thinking about you, Rose. What ever her motives are, we have yet to find out. But Bos and I both think that she's a little on the crazy side". Faith said, pointing to her head.
Rose started to cry again, knowing that what Faith was saying was true. " Oh, Faith, I'm so sorry to have put you two in this position. I never ment to hurt anyone. I was angry with Maurice. But I should have known better."
Faith reached over and squeezed her hand reasuringly. " It's alright, Rose. I know how much you love your son. And he knows too."
She stood up from her chair and stretched her arms over her head. " I'm gonna go grab a cup a coffee, you want one"?
Rose waved her hand in the air, " Nah, I'll just sit here and talk to him until you come back."
" Ok, I'll see you in a bit then". Faith said, and opened the door. She rounded the corner and ran smack into Alicia.
TBC
The Only One: Chapter 12
Faith's whole body shook as she hung up the phone. She burst into tears and slid down the counter onto the floor. How could this happen now? Today, of all days. Kim had told her to get to Mercy right away. That is was serious and she couldn't waste any time. And that's just what she was doing here on the floor.
She stood up and brushed the hair out of her face. She grabbed her sweater and keys and rushed out the door. A second later she rushed back in to call Rose. There was no answer, so Faith left a quick message for her to come to the hospital right away. She ran back out the door and slammed it shut. " I'm coming, Bos. Just hang on. I'm coming". she muttered to herself.
It would take too long to wait for the subway, so she hailed a cab and told him to step on it. The grubby driver started complaining until Faith shouted that she was a New York City Cop and that this was an emergency. He said no more, and proceeded to drive faster.
The whole ride over, she was thinking about their last eight years together. Images of them at Central Park with the kids or going to get icecream, or just hanging out, ran through her mind. She didn't even know it then, but he was the most important man in her life, the only one she could truly love. How different it is to be with someone you love, not someone you just put up with. How did she not notice that before? All those times that Bosco was worried about her, was watching her back, when all Fred ever did was complain about her...and she didn't even see the one person who had been there all along. It had only been a few days ago that Faith had first admitted that she loved him. He said it to her all the time, but she was scared that he was going to leave her because he had never been in a comitted relationship before. She vowed to herself that if Bosco made it, she would tell him that she loved him every day. If he made it. She closed her eyes and prayed silently, " Oh, God, please hear me. Please save Bosco. I love him and I need him. Don't take him away from me too. Emily and Charlie are gone, please don't let this happen again." When she opened her eyes again they were just pulling up to Mercy.
Faith paid the driver and ran to the front doors of the hospital. She ran into emergency and up to the front desk. Nurse Mary Proctor was just walking off the elevator, and she spotted Faith.
" Faith, come with me. He just got out of surgery and he's in unit 3. I'll take you there." she said gently, but with urgency. Mary Proctor had seen enough of these situations to know when time was running out.
Faith imediately started to cry as Proctor led her down the hall. " Be strong, Faith. He's in a coma, but I suggest that you hold his hand and talk to him as much as you can. You can never underestimate the power of a loved one. Just stay with him. Now" she continued, glancing at Bosco's closed door, " You may want to be prepared for what he looks like. His arm and leg are both in casts. The scraping and brusing on his face is normal for the type of accident he was in." she explained.
They opened the door to his room and stepped inside. Faith was not prepared to see what her eyes took in. Bosco was hooked up to a machine that was helping him breathe. It was making soft beeping sounds. His face was completely swollen and bruised, along with many smaller cuts and scrapes. His left leg was elevated and held in place by a metal pole. His right arm was in a cast and his nose was bandaged.
Faith let out a small whimper as she took a seat by his bed. She reached over carefully and held his hand. Tears were flowing freely down her cheeks.
Mary Proctor came and put a hand on her shoulder. " Just talk to him. He needs to hear your voice."
Faith looked up at her and sobbed harshly. " Wa..what do I say to him"? '"Can he hear me?"
Mary looked down at her, brushing the tears off her face before replying gently, " There is no evidence that points toward him not being able to hear. The mind has a way of shutting out painful experiences. Just tell him you love him and need him to come back to you. It may sound silly, but I have seen people come out of a coma because they had loved ones that didn't give up. That stayed and begged them to come back. And it worked. Some things just can't be explained, Faith. Don't give up on him. Just try, hon."
Faith nodded and thanked the nurse as she walked out the door.
She leaned over and gave Bosco a tender kiss on his forehead. " Bos, I hope you can hear me" she started. " I need you to wake up. I love you and I need you here with me. We have so much to look forward to, baby...."
She was interrupted by someone opening the door softly. It was Rose. She looked like she had run the whole way there. Her hair was a mess and her makeup was smeared around her eyes. She had black eyeliner stains all the way down to her chin. Faith stood up and they embraced, crying.
When they pulled apart Rose pulled up a chair beside the bed and sat down. " What happened, Faith?"
" He was hit by a drunk driver in a mack truck. He was on the wrong side of the road. Bos didn't know what hit him". Faith explained, brushing the hair back out of her face.
Rose started to cry again. " He was at my place this afternoon. We had a terrible fight. We made up before he left, but..oh, goodness...it's all my fault. If I hadn't called him and demanded that he come over, he'd be ok right now....I never should have...."
Faith looked up at her curiously, " What were you fighting about, if you don't mind my asking".
Rose looked away. Guiltily, Faith thought. She took a deep breath before responding. " Alicia came to see me at the bar last night and she told me that Maurice had demanded that she get an abortion, among other things..." she looked over at Faith, who had her mouth hanging open.
" I believed her. So, I called Maurice this afternoon and told him I wanted him to come to my place so we could talk about it."
Faith looked shocked. She was his mother, yes, but did she really have the right to go messing around in his personal affairs?
Rose knew what she was thinking and quickly added, " I know it wasn't right. But I wanted to know how he could act that way toward her. I know it isn't the ideal situation, but she is still having my grandchild and I want to be a grandmother."
It sounded a little selfish to Faith, but she understood the motives behind Rose's actions. " Rose, he never told her to have an abortion. He wouldn't do that. I mean, he can be an ass, but he's not that big of an ass." she said, a little curtly.
" I know. You're right Faith. You always did know my Maurice better than anyone else. He told me that she was lying. I just don't understand why. It won't get her into my good graces, that's for sure."
"Well, maybe she wasn't thinking about you, Rose. What ever her motives are, we have yet to find out. But Bos and I both think that she's a little on the crazy side". Faith said, pointing to her head.
Rose started to cry again, knowing that what Faith was saying was true. " Oh, Faith, I'm so sorry to have put you two in this position. I never ment to hurt anyone. I was angry with Maurice. But I should have known better."
Faith reached over and squeezed her hand reasuringly. " It's alright, Rose. I know how much you love your son. And he knows too."
She stood up from her chair and stretched her arms over her head. " I'm gonna go grab a cup a coffee, you want one"?
Rose waved her hand in the air, " Nah, I'll just sit here and talk to him until you come back."
" Ok, I'll see you in a bit then". Faith said, and opened the door. She rounded the corner and ran smack into Alicia.
TBC