"You know the date really registered for the first time today," Bosco told
Faith as she handed him some water after he'd calmed down. Her apartment
was quiet and it was late.
"Yeah? I know you and Kim celebrated your anniversary," Faith said sitting down on the couch next to him.
"Not that. Bobby's anniversary was last week. I totally forgot."
"Oh God," Faith breathed. "You're not the only one."
"It's not the same Faith. You're not her husband," he set the glass down. "Although I haven't been much of one lately."
"She was afraid you didn't want her around before. That's why she didn't come into the room at the hospital."
Bosco nodded. "Yeah I know. Sully told me." He sighed. "Have I completely screwed up my marriage Faith?"
"I can't answer that. I can tell you that Kim loves you. If she didn't she would've walked a long time ago."
Bosco nodded.
"Go home and talk to Kim, Bos. She's probably wondering where you are."
"Doubt it. She probably thinks I'm passed out at some bar."
"Go home Bosco. Talk to your wife. Don't just let your marriage go."
~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~
Melanie was sitting on the couch when Bosco walked into the apartment.
"Hey Mel," he said to his sister-in-law.
"Hi Bos."
"What are you doing here?"
"Mom didn't want to push so she sent me instead of coming herself."
"Oh," Bosco nodded and looked around. "The boys?"
"Johnny's asleep and it's Jimmy's birthday so Joey's over there."
"Kim?"
"She's taking a shower," Melanie got up off the couch. "You know, I don't spend nearly enough time with my nephew so we're gonna go back to Ma's and we'll see you in the morning." She picked up a diaper bag and Johnny from his room and smiled over her shoulder as she left, "See ya."
"Bye," Bosco said as the door closed. He shed his jacket and went into his room. He could hear the water running. He listened for a moment as the sounds of the water hitting Kim's body changed as she moved around. Then his eyes caught something on the dresser. He wondered when she'd had the roll developed as he picked up the framed photo of himself, Kim, Faith, and Bobby at a restaurant about a week after he and Kim got engaged. He smiled remembering Bobby's rendition of 'That's Amore'. May he rest in peace, but Bobby didn't have the prettiest of voices. He put it down as he thought of what Bobby had said to him when Kim had given him the news that she and he were getting married.
I"Treat her right Boscorelli, or you'll have me to answer to. I have three sisters. I'm good at beating guys up."/I
Bosco closed his eyes and took a deep breath. II'll do better Bobby,/I he thought to himself. II promise./I
"Bos?"
He turned around. Kim was in the doorway of the bathroom. Her hair was combed and wet around her shoulders and she wore a shirt with the NYPD logo on it along with a pair of boxer shorts. She looked a little anxious, a little confused, and, wincing cause he knew it was his fault, a little lost.
She was still the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen.
"Hey," he said softly.
"Is Mel still here?"
"No. She took Johnny and went to your mom's."
Kim nodded. "How are you?"
"I'm okay."
"Good," Kim nodded as she went past him towards their bed. "You staying?"
"I wanted to talk."
She stopped by the edge near the nightstand. "Oh."
"I love you. I just want you to know that. I want you to know that no matter what else has been going on I love you."
Kim nodded. She hadn't turned around yet.
"Kim, I've been messing up for months now and I guess it just all caught up to me. I nearly killed myself and Sully today. But I'm not ready to do that yet. I'm not ready to leave this world. I knew that when I woke up in the hospital." Bosco took a breath. "When I thought it was Faith that fired the shot that killed Ross, I told her that lately it seemed like everything I touched went to hell. I-"
"Is that why you won't touch me?" Kim asked quietly. "And why you flinch when I touch you?"
"Kim-"
She turned around and Bosco saw that tears were streaming down her face. "What's this about Bosco? Do you want out? Is that what this is about? Is this where you tell me that the boys and I will be so much better off without you? Cause if it is, save it. You never did the noble thing well. Just say it and we'll cut our losses."
Bosco felt tears burn his eyes. He'd done this. He'd hurt Kim. He'd made her think he wanted a divorce. "That's not what I want Kim," he confessed hoarsely.
"Then what? What do you want?" she asked.
"I want, I want to help Joey with his homework and be at his games. I want to get up in the middle of the night with Johnny and be the one to make him smile. I wanna fall asleep at night because I'm tired, not because I'm drunk." He took a deep breath and walked to her. He gently cupped the side of her face with his hand. "But, most of all, I wanna touch my wife. I want to hold her and feel her heartbeat against mine."
Kim shyly ran a finger down the side of his face. "I really missed you," she whispered.
"I missed you too," he pulled her into a hug.
"We're gonna be okay Bos," she said softly.
And coming from her, he believed it.
"Yeah? I know you and Kim celebrated your anniversary," Faith said sitting down on the couch next to him.
"Not that. Bobby's anniversary was last week. I totally forgot."
"Oh God," Faith breathed. "You're not the only one."
"It's not the same Faith. You're not her husband," he set the glass down. "Although I haven't been much of one lately."
"She was afraid you didn't want her around before. That's why she didn't come into the room at the hospital."
Bosco nodded. "Yeah I know. Sully told me." He sighed. "Have I completely screwed up my marriage Faith?"
"I can't answer that. I can tell you that Kim loves you. If she didn't she would've walked a long time ago."
Bosco nodded.
"Go home and talk to Kim, Bos. She's probably wondering where you are."
"Doubt it. She probably thinks I'm passed out at some bar."
"Go home Bosco. Talk to your wife. Don't just let your marriage go."
~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~
Melanie was sitting on the couch when Bosco walked into the apartment.
"Hey Mel," he said to his sister-in-law.
"Hi Bos."
"What are you doing here?"
"Mom didn't want to push so she sent me instead of coming herself."
"Oh," Bosco nodded and looked around. "The boys?"
"Johnny's asleep and it's Jimmy's birthday so Joey's over there."
"Kim?"
"She's taking a shower," Melanie got up off the couch. "You know, I don't spend nearly enough time with my nephew so we're gonna go back to Ma's and we'll see you in the morning." She picked up a diaper bag and Johnny from his room and smiled over her shoulder as she left, "See ya."
"Bye," Bosco said as the door closed. He shed his jacket and went into his room. He could hear the water running. He listened for a moment as the sounds of the water hitting Kim's body changed as she moved around. Then his eyes caught something on the dresser. He wondered when she'd had the roll developed as he picked up the framed photo of himself, Kim, Faith, and Bobby at a restaurant about a week after he and Kim got engaged. He smiled remembering Bobby's rendition of 'That's Amore'. May he rest in peace, but Bobby didn't have the prettiest of voices. He put it down as he thought of what Bobby had said to him when Kim had given him the news that she and he were getting married.
I"Treat her right Boscorelli, or you'll have me to answer to. I have three sisters. I'm good at beating guys up."/I
Bosco closed his eyes and took a deep breath. II'll do better Bobby,/I he thought to himself. II promise./I
"Bos?"
He turned around. Kim was in the doorway of the bathroom. Her hair was combed and wet around her shoulders and she wore a shirt with the NYPD logo on it along with a pair of boxer shorts. She looked a little anxious, a little confused, and, wincing cause he knew it was his fault, a little lost.
She was still the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen.
"Hey," he said softly.
"Is Mel still here?"
"No. She took Johnny and went to your mom's."
Kim nodded. "How are you?"
"I'm okay."
"Good," Kim nodded as she went past him towards their bed. "You staying?"
"I wanted to talk."
She stopped by the edge near the nightstand. "Oh."
"I love you. I just want you to know that. I want you to know that no matter what else has been going on I love you."
Kim nodded. She hadn't turned around yet.
"Kim, I've been messing up for months now and I guess it just all caught up to me. I nearly killed myself and Sully today. But I'm not ready to do that yet. I'm not ready to leave this world. I knew that when I woke up in the hospital." Bosco took a breath. "When I thought it was Faith that fired the shot that killed Ross, I told her that lately it seemed like everything I touched went to hell. I-"
"Is that why you won't touch me?" Kim asked quietly. "And why you flinch when I touch you?"
"Kim-"
She turned around and Bosco saw that tears were streaming down her face. "What's this about Bosco? Do you want out? Is that what this is about? Is this where you tell me that the boys and I will be so much better off without you? Cause if it is, save it. You never did the noble thing well. Just say it and we'll cut our losses."
Bosco felt tears burn his eyes. He'd done this. He'd hurt Kim. He'd made her think he wanted a divorce. "That's not what I want Kim," he confessed hoarsely.
"Then what? What do you want?" she asked.
"I want, I want to help Joey with his homework and be at his games. I want to get up in the middle of the night with Johnny and be the one to make him smile. I wanna fall asleep at night because I'm tired, not because I'm drunk." He took a deep breath and walked to her. He gently cupped the side of her face with his hand. "But, most of all, I wanna touch my wife. I want to hold her and feel her heartbeat against mine."
Kim shyly ran a finger down the side of his face. "I really missed you," she whispered.
"I missed you too," he pulled her into a hug.
"We're gonna be okay Bos," she said softly.
And coming from her, he believed it.
