Broken Wing
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: John Wells, NBC and WB etc own them.
IMPORTANT Authors note: After I posted the first chapter it came to my attention that there was another story in the works that dealt with the same issues as this one. Some differences of course but same "drug" thing going on. So we were wondering do I quit? Does she not post at all? Well we decided that we would both post :) because the stories all though may sound similar are very much different. That combined with the fact that we both have different writing and thinking styles we agreed that this forum was big enough for the both of us LOL. So any similarities with this story and the other one (I'm not sure what the tittle will be or when it will be posted) are purely accidental. Nobody was copying anybody. It was just a simple case of great minds (or maybe not so great minds LOL) thinking alike. So hopefully you approach both stories with open minds and enjoy each one for what they are. We both enjoy writing our stories and hope you enjoy reading them.
A big thanks to all those who enjoyed the first part of this fic and encouraged me to go on :) I know I say this a lot but I really do appreciate all the kind comments you guys leave me about my fics. It's such a big help to know that you guys are supportive of them.
And of course a BIG THANKS goes to Erica ;)
Feedback: Very much appreciated
E-Mail: Wine_into_Water@hotmail.com
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Still sitting on the floor in the hallway holding her he tried to figure out what happened to her. And why the hell Mikey was the one to bring her there. He hadn't spoken to Mikey since that time a all those months ago when he had arrested him for dealing but that wasn't important right now. He needed to figure out what happened to Faith. He had never seen her like this before. He knew that she must have went through hell. She had been gone for 33 days but she had always turned to him for help before so why was she so determined to leave awhile ago? What did they do to her that would make her think he couldn't handle it? 'Oh god no, not that'
With his head he motioned for Mikey to go into his apartment so he could talk to Faith alone. Mikey did what Bosco wanted him to and went into the apartment and shut the door.
"Faith can I ask you some questions? "
She slowly looked up at him. He took a good look at her. He had been so happy and shocked to see her there that he hadn't really taken in what she looked like. the first thing he noticed were her big blue eyes red from crying, then the tear stains that ran down her cheeks. They ran over bruises and cuts. Some old some fresh. Her lip was cut but it was already healing. Her hair was tangled and dirty. She was wearing the same cloths she had been wearing when she disappeared. He couldn't see the shirt because of the big sweater she was wearing but he knew it was the one just by the collar sticking out. He had the image of the last time he saw her burned in his mind. He had waken up from nightmares too many times where that image always had made an appearance. He would always see her turning around with a big smile on her face telling him it was ok that she would walk and then she said good night and walked away. The images that followed that one were what caused the nightmares. Finding her body somewhere. Or identifying her in the morgue. They had called him in a couple of times because they had found women fitting Faith's description. The first time was the hardest, she had been missing for a week when he got the phone call. He went down and walked up to the window. They slowly pulled back the sheet, the first thing he saw was blond hair. He remembered getting sick to the stomach, his knees getting weak and his heart beating faster. They continued to pull down the sheet but it wasn't her, But every night since then in his nightmares it was her. It was always the same, the last time he saw her then he would flash to the morgue and it was always her, always.
"Faith I know you probably don't want to talk about it yet but I need to ask you some questions ok?" he asked softly.
She slowly nodded her head even though she was scared to death of what he would ask and what she would have to tell him.
"Did...did they.." He couldn't bring himself to ask but he had to so he took a deep breath and finished."Did they rape you?"
She shook her head "No they didn't. They didn't even try it." Which was the truth. They very much had a plan and raping her was nowhere in it.
Bosco let out a breath that he didn't even realize he had been holding. He was relieved and grateful that they didn't touch her. Well in that way anyway it was obvious that they had used her as a punching bag. 'If they didn't do that then what did they do to make her so scared to tell him?'
She couldn't do this not right now. She needed something and she needed it now. She was trying her best to hide her shakes but it was getting to much. She knew he would find out soon but she would try to hide it for as long as possible.
"Can I go in and get cleaned up?" She asked trying to sound as normal as possible.
"Yeah of course." Bosco got up and reached for her hands to help her up. That is when he noticed something. "What the hell?"
She pulled her hands back right away and looked down. This couldn't be happening, not right now. It was too soon. She wanted a few more minutes at least. A few more minutes of them being Bosco and Faith, partners, best friends. Not Faith the sad pathetic junkie and Bosco the guy who would never see her the same way again.
He went to reach for her hand but she pulled it away. "Faith let me see...please?"
Well it was now or never so she took a breath and held out her hand. He slowly pulled back the sleeve of the sweater. "What the hell did they do to you." He hadn't pulled it up enough to see any of the marks so what was he looking at? She followed his gaze and spotted her wrists. She had gotten so use to the pain that they caused that she didn't really notice them anymore combined with the fact that she was needing another hit her wrists were the last thing she was noticing. He took a closer look at them when she handed him her hand. Her wrist had a deep raw ring around it, it cut right into the skin. Probably from a rope that they tied her with. He looked at the other one and it was the same way. He swore to himself that he would find who ever did this to her and he would make them pay.
Making sure he didn't pull to hard he helped her up and they went into his apartment. Mikey was sitting on the couch. He got up and walked to them. "Is everything ok?" he asked concerned.
"Yeah we're just going to get her cleaned up." With that Bosco led her to the bathroom and then left to get her some clothes and towels. While he was gone Faith started rummaging through the medicine cabinet. To find anything that would dull the craving she was having. She didn't find much but she took what she did. She knew she shouldn't do this. That she had to quit but the craving was to strong. She was so ashamed with herself, how could she have let this happen? She looked at herself in the mirror but she didn't recognize the person looking back at her.
Just then Bosco returned with a stack of towels and some clothes for her to wear. She noticed he had brought her a t-shirt with a pair of sweats and socks. She couldn't let him see her arms just yet so she asked if she could have a shirt with long sleeves. He said no problem and came back with one of his button shirts. He then started getting the water in the shower ready and when it was warm enough he let her know that he would be just in the living room if she needed anything and he left.
She stood there looking at the closed door. Why hadn't she just told him? The longer she kept it from him the worse it would be right? But she just couldn't. She couldn't bare to see that look of disappointment and disgust in his eyes when he looked at her.She had seen that look before whenever they pulled in a junkie. He even used it with Mikey. She didn't want to be on the receiving end of that look. She let out a sigh and turned around and started getting undressed. It felt good to get out of those clothes. She never wanted to see them again. She stepped into the shower and let the warm water wash over her. She never thought that taking a simple shower would feel so good. Despite what she was going through and feeling the warm water from the shower had relaxed her.
Now was the perfect time to ask Mikey what the hell was going on. He walked into the living room and saw Mikey leaning on the wall. "What the hell happened to her? Where did you find her?" He asked a little more roughly then he should have.
Mikey knew this was coming he had prepared himself for it. "I don't know what happened to her. I just found her like that in an ally not far from my place."
"In an ally?"
"Yeah she was just sitting there by one of the walls. She didn't look good. I didn't even know it was her until I went closer"
"Did she tell you anything about what happened?"
"No she just wanted to get out of there. So I walked her to my place and then we drove here."
"Why bring her here? You should have brought her straight to the hospital, didn't you see her? She needs to get checked out." he said concerned.
"She's scared Mo. She needs help. I thought you would be the only one that could help her. Besides if she saw I was taking her to the hospital she never would have stayed in the car. As it is I'm lucky she was out of it enough that she didn't know I was coming here."
"Why wouldn't she want to come over here?"
"I'm guessing it's because she's ashamed of herself and she doesn't think you'll understand."
"Understand what? I don't get it" Bosco said getting angry. All he wanted to do was help Faith and he couldn't do that until he found out what happened and what was wrong with her.
"You didn't notice? You didn't see?" Mikey asked somewhat shocked. How could he have not noticed?
"Noticed what?"
"Come on man you're not blind, you see this everyday."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Maybe it wasn't his place to say anything, maybe he should leave it up to Faith to be the one to tell him, "look man forget it ok it was nothing. I'm sure Faith will tell you what happened when she's ready."
"Mikey you know something so tell me now!"
"You're not going to like it, I don't even think you're ready to hear it."
"Mikey!"
"She's..."
"NO!" Faith shouted from the hallway. "No don't tell him....please don't tell him." she pleaded shaking her head, "Please don't tell him."
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: John Wells, NBC and WB etc own them.
IMPORTANT Authors note: After I posted the first chapter it came to my attention that there was another story in the works that dealt with the same issues as this one. Some differences of course but same "drug" thing going on. So we were wondering do I quit? Does she not post at all? Well we decided that we would both post :) because the stories all though may sound similar are very much different. That combined with the fact that we both have different writing and thinking styles we agreed that this forum was big enough for the both of us LOL. So any similarities with this story and the other one (I'm not sure what the tittle will be or when it will be posted) are purely accidental. Nobody was copying anybody. It was just a simple case of great minds (or maybe not so great minds LOL) thinking alike. So hopefully you approach both stories with open minds and enjoy each one for what they are. We both enjoy writing our stories and hope you enjoy reading them.
A big thanks to all those who enjoyed the first part of this fic and encouraged me to go on :) I know I say this a lot but I really do appreciate all the kind comments you guys leave me about my fics. It's such a big help to know that you guys are supportive of them.
And of course a BIG THANKS goes to Erica ;)
Feedback: Very much appreciated
E-Mail: Wine_into_Water@hotmail.com
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Still sitting on the floor in the hallway holding her he tried to figure out what happened to her. And why the hell Mikey was the one to bring her there. He hadn't spoken to Mikey since that time a all those months ago when he had arrested him for dealing but that wasn't important right now. He needed to figure out what happened to Faith. He had never seen her like this before. He knew that she must have went through hell. She had been gone for 33 days but she had always turned to him for help before so why was she so determined to leave awhile ago? What did they do to her that would make her think he couldn't handle it? 'Oh god no, not that'
With his head he motioned for Mikey to go into his apartment so he could talk to Faith alone. Mikey did what Bosco wanted him to and went into the apartment and shut the door.
"Faith can I ask you some questions? "
She slowly looked up at him. He took a good look at her. He had been so happy and shocked to see her there that he hadn't really taken in what she looked like. the first thing he noticed were her big blue eyes red from crying, then the tear stains that ran down her cheeks. They ran over bruises and cuts. Some old some fresh. Her lip was cut but it was already healing. Her hair was tangled and dirty. She was wearing the same cloths she had been wearing when she disappeared. He couldn't see the shirt because of the big sweater she was wearing but he knew it was the one just by the collar sticking out. He had the image of the last time he saw her burned in his mind. He had waken up from nightmares too many times where that image always had made an appearance. He would always see her turning around with a big smile on her face telling him it was ok that she would walk and then she said good night and walked away. The images that followed that one were what caused the nightmares. Finding her body somewhere. Or identifying her in the morgue. They had called him in a couple of times because they had found women fitting Faith's description. The first time was the hardest, she had been missing for a week when he got the phone call. He went down and walked up to the window. They slowly pulled back the sheet, the first thing he saw was blond hair. He remembered getting sick to the stomach, his knees getting weak and his heart beating faster. They continued to pull down the sheet but it wasn't her, But every night since then in his nightmares it was her. It was always the same, the last time he saw her then he would flash to the morgue and it was always her, always.
"Faith I know you probably don't want to talk about it yet but I need to ask you some questions ok?" he asked softly.
She slowly nodded her head even though she was scared to death of what he would ask and what she would have to tell him.
"Did...did they.." He couldn't bring himself to ask but he had to so he took a deep breath and finished."Did they rape you?"
She shook her head "No they didn't. They didn't even try it." Which was the truth. They very much had a plan and raping her was nowhere in it.
Bosco let out a breath that he didn't even realize he had been holding. He was relieved and grateful that they didn't touch her. Well in that way anyway it was obvious that they had used her as a punching bag. 'If they didn't do that then what did they do to make her so scared to tell him?'
She couldn't do this not right now. She needed something and she needed it now. She was trying her best to hide her shakes but it was getting to much. She knew he would find out soon but she would try to hide it for as long as possible.
"Can I go in and get cleaned up?" She asked trying to sound as normal as possible.
"Yeah of course." Bosco got up and reached for her hands to help her up. That is when he noticed something. "What the hell?"
She pulled her hands back right away and looked down. This couldn't be happening, not right now. It was too soon. She wanted a few more minutes at least. A few more minutes of them being Bosco and Faith, partners, best friends. Not Faith the sad pathetic junkie and Bosco the guy who would never see her the same way again.
He went to reach for her hand but she pulled it away. "Faith let me see...please?"
Well it was now or never so she took a breath and held out her hand. He slowly pulled back the sleeve of the sweater. "What the hell did they do to you." He hadn't pulled it up enough to see any of the marks so what was he looking at? She followed his gaze and spotted her wrists. She had gotten so use to the pain that they caused that she didn't really notice them anymore combined with the fact that she was needing another hit her wrists were the last thing she was noticing. He took a closer look at them when she handed him her hand. Her wrist had a deep raw ring around it, it cut right into the skin. Probably from a rope that they tied her with. He looked at the other one and it was the same way. He swore to himself that he would find who ever did this to her and he would make them pay.
Making sure he didn't pull to hard he helped her up and they went into his apartment. Mikey was sitting on the couch. He got up and walked to them. "Is everything ok?" he asked concerned.
"Yeah we're just going to get her cleaned up." With that Bosco led her to the bathroom and then left to get her some clothes and towels. While he was gone Faith started rummaging through the medicine cabinet. To find anything that would dull the craving she was having. She didn't find much but she took what she did. She knew she shouldn't do this. That she had to quit but the craving was to strong. She was so ashamed with herself, how could she have let this happen? She looked at herself in the mirror but she didn't recognize the person looking back at her.
Just then Bosco returned with a stack of towels and some clothes for her to wear. She noticed he had brought her a t-shirt with a pair of sweats and socks. She couldn't let him see her arms just yet so she asked if she could have a shirt with long sleeves. He said no problem and came back with one of his button shirts. He then started getting the water in the shower ready and when it was warm enough he let her know that he would be just in the living room if she needed anything and he left.
She stood there looking at the closed door. Why hadn't she just told him? The longer she kept it from him the worse it would be right? But she just couldn't. She couldn't bare to see that look of disappointment and disgust in his eyes when he looked at her.She had seen that look before whenever they pulled in a junkie. He even used it with Mikey. She didn't want to be on the receiving end of that look. She let out a sigh and turned around and started getting undressed. It felt good to get out of those clothes. She never wanted to see them again. She stepped into the shower and let the warm water wash over her. She never thought that taking a simple shower would feel so good. Despite what she was going through and feeling the warm water from the shower had relaxed her.
Now was the perfect time to ask Mikey what the hell was going on. He walked into the living room and saw Mikey leaning on the wall. "What the hell happened to her? Where did you find her?" He asked a little more roughly then he should have.
Mikey knew this was coming he had prepared himself for it. "I don't know what happened to her. I just found her like that in an ally not far from my place."
"In an ally?"
"Yeah she was just sitting there by one of the walls. She didn't look good. I didn't even know it was her until I went closer"
"Did she tell you anything about what happened?"
"No she just wanted to get out of there. So I walked her to my place and then we drove here."
"Why bring her here? You should have brought her straight to the hospital, didn't you see her? She needs to get checked out." he said concerned.
"She's scared Mo. She needs help. I thought you would be the only one that could help her. Besides if she saw I was taking her to the hospital she never would have stayed in the car. As it is I'm lucky she was out of it enough that she didn't know I was coming here."
"Why wouldn't she want to come over here?"
"I'm guessing it's because she's ashamed of herself and she doesn't think you'll understand."
"Understand what? I don't get it" Bosco said getting angry. All he wanted to do was help Faith and he couldn't do that until he found out what happened and what was wrong with her.
"You didn't notice? You didn't see?" Mikey asked somewhat shocked. How could he have not noticed?
"Noticed what?"
"Come on man you're not blind, you see this everyday."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Maybe it wasn't his place to say anything, maybe he should leave it up to Faith to be the one to tell him, "look man forget it ok it was nothing. I'm sure Faith will tell you what happened when she's ready."
"Mikey you know something so tell me now!"
"You're not going to like it, I don't even think you're ready to hear it."
"Mikey!"
"She's..."
"NO!" Faith shouted from the hallway. "No don't tell him....please don't tell him." she pleaded shaking her head, "Please don't tell him."