Bosco's POV
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4 days later…
It's been four days since the madness, 4 days since I've seen my mother last and in 2 days I will be burying her along with my brother since we never did finish his funeral. As I sit on the edge of this hospital bed that I've been confined to over the last 6 days I quietly wait for Faith, Sasha and I think Davis, I wasn't really listening when Sasha talking about who would be up later to help me get home. I grip the edge of the bed and slowly push myself up becoming more impatient as time goes by. I walk over towards the window and tracing a drop of rain that was dripping down gently I don't remember when it had started to rain, I remember the last time it had rained though, I was staring blankly out the window at my moms place not really focusing on anything around me, only my failures in life. I feel a sharp pain penetrate from my abdomen through my left side of my chest wincing at the pain I shuffle my way back to the bed and sit facing the window. I can't even stand for anymore than five minutes at a time. Rubbing the aching area on my chest I sigh and continue staring blankly out the window. I keep thinking that I should cry or scream or something, maybe I'm all cried or something because I just feel numb.
"Boz?…Bosco?" Faith says sitting down next to me. I didn't even realize she was in the room until she sat down beside me and put her hand on my back. What scared me even more was that Sasha was squating in front of me the time. It must have been taking me a long time to respond because when I look Faith she has this look of worry on her face.
"Yeah?" I finally respond.
"Are you sure you're ready to leave?" Sasha says getting up from her position.
"Yeah" I whisper while pushing myself up and start to walk around the bed "Davis outside?" I say while grabbing my duffel bag that had some of my personal belonging in.
Faith takes the bag from my hands and points to the wheelchair that I walked by "Sit. And yes he is"
"I can walk" I look at the two of them who are both shaking their heads no, and motioning with their indea fingers for me to sit in the wheelchair. I couldn't bring myself to fight them, not that I'd win anyways, so I give up and just sit and bring myself back to my thoughts.
Mann, I shake my head at thought of his name with knowing what he has done and how I know it's going to be pretty much impossible to catch him and even if we do he'll walk out the door next day because no one will have the balls to stand up against him plus there's no evidence to hold against him that he did kill my brother. I don't understand how someone can live every day of their lives knowing that he killed people, well I guess he didn't directly kill them. He's such a big though guy or at least so he thinks but he doesn't have the balls to do the dirty work himelf, I mean how pathetic is that. I guess its not like it matters anyways the only way justice will be served is if we go down there and kill him ourselves. Hell, we can't even do that cause we don't know where he is and if he did leave the state I can't personally go to him and put a bullet in back of his skull because it would make me look like a murderer, damn this system is completely screwed up.
"Boz?" Faith is now kneeling in front of me, I look up and realize I'm outside now. I look into her eyes and try figure out what it is she wants.
"What?" I finally say giving up on trying to figure it out on my own. She slides over slightly and points to the inside of the back of the RMP.
"Oh." I pick myself up and plop down in the back seat and Davis shuts the door. I don't even acknowledge him when he does so and just stare straight ahead hoping that they would just get moving so I can go home. I feel his gaze through the window and though its not clear I can hear him talking about something.
"He okay" Davis asks looking at Sasha and Faith "he seems kind of zoned out."
"I don't know, he didn't say anything on the way down" Sasha says
"Yeah and when we met him in his room, it took us awhile to get his attention" Faith says looking back at Bosco.
"Well lets get going, maybe he'll be all right once he gets home" Davis says going around to the drivers side. Sasha got in the front and Faith sat in the back.
"You ready" she says pating his leg. Bosco nods and Davis starts up the engine.
So that's it I'm left to be here in my misery knowing how the rest of my life will be without my mother or my brother who I really wasn't all that close to anyways but now I can honestly regret it. One of his last requests in life was for me to forgive him and be his brother but all I could do is put him behind bars and now, bury him. We never did make it to Alantic City like he wanted, and my mom all she ever wanted was for her 2 boys to get along and act like normal brothers for once but I couldn't even do that simple task for her. Now that I think about it, it really wouldn't of been that hard to do. I laughed on the inside I even failed as a brother and son. The more I think about it the more useless I really start to think I am. 'Useless' I stop to think about the word; even my own partner at one point thought that of me and I'm sure she still does I don't blame her for thinking that though. When she first said it I brushed it off like nothing and never really thought about it again. Just like everything she was right, I just never realized it.
"Useless" I says in whisper barely louder than my breathe of air. To be honest I didn't realize it actually came out of my mouth until Faith grabbed my hand.
"What?" I look at her but instead of responding I notice something behind her through the side window. A car. Going really fast not slowing for the red light. My eyes widen in fear.
"CAR!" I scream aloud as I can.
Davis looks over in time to slam on the brakes and swerve missing the car by near inches. It was like we were in another time warp everything slowed down to mere seconds before something snaps you out of it.
Davis looks back and says "Everyone ok?"
I hear Sasha and Faith yeah and I'm still not sure if I've even taken a breath of air in the last few seconds then all of a sudden my door opens and I fall to the pavement with a thud and I am being dragged to my feet. Faith cries out as she sees what is happening.
Oh God this hurts, whoever it is that's holding onto me is not being very gentle. I see Davis aiming his weapon and calling in what sounded like a 10 -13. I feel a familiar touch, a feeling of a barrel of a gun to my head. He's backing up and practically dragging me with him.
"Anthony Boscorelli, you put that gun down now!" someone screams "let him go"
Wait did that person just say Anthony Boscorelli, I'm finally starting to register everything that's going on. I move my head slightly and look up to face my enemy. My father, "son of a bitch" I let out quietly. I hear the sirens of multiple emergency vehicles. I look around at all the lights flashing they begin to blur together I close my eyes for a spilt second.
"He's coming with me!" my father yells "and if any of you try and stop me I'll blow his brains out, Mann wants him dead!"
That's it, I can't take this anymore. With all the strength I have and maybe even a little more than expected I catch him off guard turning around and rising my hands at the same time I grab the back of his head along with a bunch hair and pull roughly towards the ground. He yelps in pain dropping the weapon and immediately falling to the ground. I dig my knee into the back of his neck pinning him to the ground and still griping his hair tightly causing his head to be pulled back.
"You SON OF A BITCH!" I'm screaming at the top of my lungs now and I start smashing his face into the ground "Where is he!? WHERE!?
I continue slamming his face into the ground "WHERE!?"
"Boz!…Bosco!…come on get off of him… we got him" Sully says as he and Davis are trying to pry me off of my father.
"AHH!" I yell out in pain as Davis wraps his arms around my chest to pull me.
"We got him.." he says again "I'm sorry man…I didn't mean to hurt you. But there's no use in you beating him to death when we need to get answers out of him"
I'm sitting on street wrapped in pain and breathing heavily as I watch several officers roughly push him into the back of an RMP. Faith gets down on her knees beside of me and pulls me into a hug.
"Ow" was all I managed to get out before I started to cry uncontrollably in her arms.
"Shh its okay, its alright. Bosco its alright" She says soothingly in my ear as she begins cry along with me. Faith didn't even let go when medics came over to make sure I was alright, and I didn't resist.
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4 days later…
It's been four days since the madness, 4 days since I've seen my mother last and in 2 days I will be burying her along with my brother since we never did finish his funeral. As I sit on the edge of this hospital bed that I've been confined to over the last 6 days I quietly wait for Faith, Sasha and I think Davis, I wasn't really listening when Sasha talking about who would be up later to help me get home. I grip the edge of the bed and slowly push myself up becoming more impatient as time goes by. I walk over towards the window and tracing a drop of rain that was dripping down gently I don't remember when it had started to rain, I remember the last time it had rained though, I was staring blankly out the window at my moms place not really focusing on anything around me, only my failures in life. I feel a sharp pain penetrate from my abdomen through my left side of my chest wincing at the pain I shuffle my way back to the bed and sit facing the window. I can't even stand for anymore than five minutes at a time. Rubbing the aching area on my chest I sigh and continue staring blankly out the window. I keep thinking that I should cry or scream or something, maybe I'm all cried or something because I just feel numb.
"Boz?…Bosco?" Faith says sitting down next to me. I didn't even realize she was in the room until she sat down beside me and put her hand on my back. What scared me even more was that Sasha was squating in front of me the time. It must have been taking me a long time to respond because when I look Faith she has this look of worry on her face.
"Yeah?" I finally respond.
"Are you sure you're ready to leave?" Sasha says getting up from her position.
"Yeah" I whisper while pushing myself up and start to walk around the bed "Davis outside?" I say while grabbing my duffel bag that had some of my personal belonging in.
Faith takes the bag from my hands and points to the wheelchair that I walked by "Sit. And yes he is"
"I can walk" I look at the two of them who are both shaking their heads no, and motioning with their indea fingers for me to sit in the wheelchair. I couldn't bring myself to fight them, not that I'd win anyways, so I give up and just sit and bring myself back to my thoughts.
Mann, I shake my head at thought of his name with knowing what he has done and how I know it's going to be pretty much impossible to catch him and even if we do he'll walk out the door next day because no one will have the balls to stand up against him plus there's no evidence to hold against him that he did kill my brother. I don't understand how someone can live every day of their lives knowing that he killed people, well I guess he didn't directly kill them. He's such a big though guy or at least so he thinks but he doesn't have the balls to do the dirty work himelf, I mean how pathetic is that. I guess its not like it matters anyways the only way justice will be served is if we go down there and kill him ourselves. Hell, we can't even do that cause we don't know where he is and if he did leave the state I can't personally go to him and put a bullet in back of his skull because it would make me look like a murderer, damn this system is completely screwed up.
"Boz?" Faith is now kneeling in front of me, I look up and realize I'm outside now. I look into her eyes and try figure out what it is she wants.
"What?" I finally say giving up on trying to figure it out on my own. She slides over slightly and points to the inside of the back of the RMP.
"Oh." I pick myself up and plop down in the back seat and Davis shuts the door. I don't even acknowledge him when he does so and just stare straight ahead hoping that they would just get moving so I can go home. I feel his gaze through the window and though its not clear I can hear him talking about something.
"He okay" Davis asks looking at Sasha and Faith "he seems kind of zoned out."
"I don't know, he didn't say anything on the way down" Sasha says
"Yeah and when we met him in his room, it took us awhile to get his attention" Faith says looking back at Bosco.
"Well lets get going, maybe he'll be all right once he gets home" Davis says going around to the drivers side. Sasha got in the front and Faith sat in the back.
"You ready" she says pating his leg. Bosco nods and Davis starts up the engine.
So that's it I'm left to be here in my misery knowing how the rest of my life will be without my mother or my brother who I really wasn't all that close to anyways but now I can honestly regret it. One of his last requests in life was for me to forgive him and be his brother but all I could do is put him behind bars and now, bury him. We never did make it to Alantic City like he wanted, and my mom all she ever wanted was for her 2 boys to get along and act like normal brothers for once but I couldn't even do that simple task for her. Now that I think about it, it really wouldn't of been that hard to do. I laughed on the inside I even failed as a brother and son. The more I think about it the more useless I really start to think I am. 'Useless' I stop to think about the word; even my own partner at one point thought that of me and I'm sure she still does I don't blame her for thinking that though. When she first said it I brushed it off like nothing and never really thought about it again. Just like everything she was right, I just never realized it.
"Useless" I says in whisper barely louder than my breathe of air. To be honest I didn't realize it actually came out of my mouth until Faith grabbed my hand.
"What?" I look at her but instead of responding I notice something behind her through the side window. A car. Going really fast not slowing for the red light. My eyes widen in fear.
"CAR!" I scream aloud as I can.
Davis looks over in time to slam on the brakes and swerve missing the car by near inches. It was like we were in another time warp everything slowed down to mere seconds before something snaps you out of it.
Davis looks back and says "Everyone ok?"
I hear Sasha and Faith yeah and I'm still not sure if I've even taken a breath of air in the last few seconds then all of a sudden my door opens and I fall to the pavement with a thud and I am being dragged to my feet. Faith cries out as she sees what is happening.
Oh God this hurts, whoever it is that's holding onto me is not being very gentle. I see Davis aiming his weapon and calling in what sounded like a 10 -13. I feel a familiar touch, a feeling of a barrel of a gun to my head. He's backing up and practically dragging me with him.
"Anthony Boscorelli, you put that gun down now!" someone screams "let him go"
Wait did that person just say Anthony Boscorelli, I'm finally starting to register everything that's going on. I move my head slightly and look up to face my enemy. My father, "son of a bitch" I let out quietly. I hear the sirens of multiple emergency vehicles. I look around at all the lights flashing they begin to blur together I close my eyes for a spilt second.
"He's coming with me!" my father yells "and if any of you try and stop me I'll blow his brains out, Mann wants him dead!"
That's it, I can't take this anymore. With all the strength I have and maybe even a little more than expected I catch him off guard turning around and rising my hands at the same time I grab the back of his head along with a bunch hair and pull roughly towards the ground. He yelps in pain dropping the weapon and immediately falling to the ground. I dig my knee into the back of his neck pinning him to the ground and still griping his hair tightly causing his head to be pulled back.
"You SON OF A BITCH!" I'm screaming at the top of my lungs now and I start smashing his face into the ground "Where is he!? WHERE!?
I continue slamming his face into the ground "WHERE!?"
"Boz!…Bosco!…come on get off of him… we got him" Sully says as he and Davis are trying to pry me off of my father.
"AHH!" I yell out in pain as Davis wraps his arms around my chest to pull me.
"We got him.." he says again "I'm sorry man…I didn't mean to hurt you. But there's no use in you beating him to death when we need to get answers out of him"
I'm sitting on street wrapped in pain and breathing heavily as I watch several officers roughly push him into the back of an RMP. Faith gets down on her knees beside of me and pulls me into a hug.
"Ow" was all I managed to get out before I started to cry uncontrollably in her arms.
"Shh its okay, its alright. Bosco its alright" She says soothingly in my ear as she begins cry along with me. Faith didn't even let go when medics came over to make sure I was alright, and I didn't resist.