Bosco's POV
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2 days later the funeral
The soft music plays through out the silent room, flowers fill up most the space around the caskets. Sitting in the first row of chairs that Faith had insisted where we should sit, I'm mindlessly staring at the caskets thinking about what I could of done to prevent this. My father gave up Mann after hours of interrigation and confessed that he had also been dealing exstacy over the last year with Mikey. He'll be in jail for the next 10 to 15 years without bail for having a part in the death of 2 police officers, Rose and Micheal Boscorelli, and the attempted murder of myself. Mann was shot and killed when he attempted to escape L.A.P.D, I wish I was there to of seen the look on his face when he saw that his plan backfired on him but the knowledge of his death will have to do. I feel like I've been sitting here for days, I look at my watch briefly, 1:57pm, we'll be getting ready to go to the cemetery soon. Faith sits down beside me, and puts her arm around my back we share a look briefly before turning my attention back to the caskets. Faith had gotten her kids back from Fred yesterday and looks like she is going to get custody of them. I still feel guilty on that part and I've said 'I'm sorry' about a half a million times to Faith about it but insists that she doesn't blame me for it and that as long as her kids are with her none of it matters.
"Boz?, we have to go now". I nod letting her know that I understand. I stand to walk with her down the aisle. Most of the seats were empty now, we meet up with Sully, Davis, and Sasha outside they had requested to sit with us in limo that would take us to cemetery. Normally only family would be allowed in the limo, but I guess they are the closest thing I have to family now so I didn't object to what they had wanted.
We pulled up beside a grassy hill in the cemetery to a very beautifully set up area where people who I recognized from the house have already began to gather. I take a deep breath hoping that it will stop me from breaking down before I can even pull myself away from the limo. I look over my shoulder and watch as fellow police officers carry the caskets on the shoulders, I'll have to remember to thank them for volunteering to do that, I hardly ever talk to most of these guys.
Faith walks over to me, gives me a supportive smile and links her arm with mine. We walk together up the little hill and take our place close to the plots as the priest begins.
"I didn't hear you leave,
I wonder how I'm still here.
I don't want move a thing,
It might change my memory.
Oh I am what I am,
I'll do what I'll want,
But I can't hide."
The priest pauses for moment so I can place a single rose on both of the caskets. I first walk up to Mikey's and place the rose down 'do you remember Mo?…do you remember why we use to come out here!?…and how you use to say that no matter how bad thing got we would always stick together…'. Single tear fell from my eye. "I'm sorry Mike" I whisper.
"I won't go,
I won't sleep,
I can't breathe,
Until you resting here with me.
I won't leave,
I can't hide,
I cannot be until your resting here with me."
I pick up another rose and place it on my Ma's casket, 'everyone I ever knew always ran away from fights, but you would always walk right in the middle of them. Sticking up for the little guy, I was always proud of you for that… you're a good boy Maurice'. The tears are now streaming down my face I can't bring myself to take my hand off of the casket that my mother lays in.
"I don't want to call my friends,
They make wake me from this dream
And I can't leave this bed,
Risk forgetting all that's been."
Faith sees that I can't bring myself to leave and guides me back to where she was standing with a supporting arm around lower part of my back. I wipe away the tears "sorry" I don't why I keep saying that but it's the only thing I can of saying anymore.
"Its okay Boz" Faith whispers as she pulls me into hug for the hundredth time over the last couple days. The priest continues on with the ceremony.
"I won't go,
I won't sleep,
I can't breathe,
Until you're resting here with me."
The caskets begin to lower as the priest finishes, and the crowd slowly begins to disappear until only Faith and myself are left standing looking through teary eyes at the large holes in the ground that now hold what I can no longer have.
"I won't leave,
I can't hide,
I cannot be until you're resting here with me"
Faith turns me slightly to face her and pulls me into another hug and we cry in each others arms "I'm sorry" she whispers in my ear. I hold her tightly and whisper "its okay".
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The end
Song: Dido "Here with me"
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2 days later the funeral
The soft music plays through out the silent room, flowers fill up most the space around the caskets. Sitting in the first row of chairs that Faith had insisted where we should sit, I'm mindlessly staring at the caskets thinking about what I could of done to prevent this. My father gave up Mann after hours of interrigation and confessed that he had also been dealing exstacy over the last year with Mikey. He'll be in jail for the next 10 to 15 years without bail for having a part in the death of 2 police officers, Rose and Micheal Boscorelli, and the attempted murder of myself. Mann was shot and killed when he attempted to escape L.A.P.D, I wish I was there to of seen the look on his face when he saw that his plan backfired on him but the knowledge of his death will have to do. I feel like I've been sitting here for days, I look at my watch briefly, 1:57pm, we'll be getting ready to go to the cemetery soon. Faith sits down beside me, and puts her arm around my back we share a look briefly before turning my attention back to the caskets. Faith had gotten her kids back from Fred yesterday and looks like she is going to get custody of them. I still feel guilty on that part and I've said 'I'm sorry' about a half a million times to Faith about it but insists that she doesn't blame me for it and that as long as her kids are with her none of it matters.
"Boz?, we have to go now". I nod letting her know that I understand. I stand to walk with her down the aisle. Most of the seats were empty now, we meet up with Sully, Davis, and Sasha outside they had requested to sit with us in limo that would take us to cemetery. Normally only family would be allowed in the limo, but I guess they are the closest thing I have to family now so I didn't object to what they had wanted.
We pulled up beside a grassy hill in the cemetery to a very beautifully set up area where people who I recognized from the house have already began to gather. I take a deep breath hoping that it will stop me from breaking down before I can even pull myself away from the limo. I look over my shoulder and watch as fellow police officers carry the caskets on the shoulders, I'll have to remember to thank them for volunteering to do that, I hardly ever talk to most of these guys.
Faith walks over to me, gives me a supportive smile and links her arm with mine. We walk together up the little hill and take our place close to the plots as the priest begins.
"I didn't hear you leave,
I wonder how I'm still here.
I don't want move a thing,
It might change my memory.
Oh I am what I am,
I'll do what I'll want,
But I can't hide."
The priest pauses for moment so I can place a single rose on both of the caskets. I first walk up to Mikey's and place the rose down 'do you remember Mo?…do you remember why we use to come out here!?…and how you use to say that no matter how bad thing got we would always stick together…'. Single tear fell from my eye. "I'm sorry Mike" I whisper.
"I won't go,
I won't sleep,
I can't breathe,
Until you resting here with me.
I won't leave,
I can't hide,
I cannot be until your resting here with me."
I pick up another rose and place it on my Ma's casket, 'everyone I ever knew always ran away from fights, but you would always walk right in the middle of them. Sticking up for the little guy, I was always proud of you for that… you're a good boy Maurice'. The tears are now streaming down my face I can't bring myself to take my hand off of the casket that my mother lays in.
"I don't want to call my friends,
They make wake me from this dream
And I can't leave this bed,
Risk forgetting all that's been."
Faith sees that I can't bring myself to leave and guides me back to where she was standing with a supporting arm around lower part of my back. I wipe away the tears "sorry" I don't why I keep saying that but it's the only thing I can of saying anymore.
"Its okay Boz" Faith whispers as she pulls me into hug for the hundredth time over the last couple days. The priest continues on with the ceremony.
"I won't go,
I won't sleep,
I can't breathe,
Until you're resting here with me."
The caskets begin to lower as the priest finishes, and the crowd slowly begins to disappear until only Faith and myself are left standing looking through teary eyes at the large holes in the ground that now hold what I can no longer have.
"I won't leave,
I can't hide,
I cannot be until you're resting here with me"
Faith turns me slightly to face her and pulls me into another hug and we cry in each others arms "I'm sorry" she whispers in my ear. I hold her tightly and whisper "its okay".
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The end
Song: Dido "Here with me"