What Once Was Lost
Chapter 2
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Authors note: Quick little note at the bottom, but wanted to say thank you so much for the feedback, You guys are the greatest. (sorry for spelling in this one, my spell check isn't working :( )
Feedback: You know i crave it.
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She didn't say a word, she just stared back at the man sitting in front of her. Another waitress had come and started cleaning up the mess that she had made and was trying to get her attention but she hadn't even noticed. All she could see was the man in front of her. A man that she once knew inside and out and now realized just by the sight of him that she no longer knew him in any way.
Her knees were week, her breath caught in her throat, tears welling up in her eyes. "Bos?" She managed to get out with a trembling voice.
He just continued to stare at her like she wasn't real. Like as if any moment she would just disappear.
With more confidence she said his name again and reached for his hand. She felt his warm skin under her finger tips an overwhelming calmness filled her, not once in six years had she felt this way. It was short lived.
At her touch he jumped back as if he had been burned, he slid out of the booth and ran out the door never looking back.
She was shocked at his reaction, she ran after him calling his name but he didn't slow down, he just ran and ran. Finally she caught up with him when he turned in to a dead end ally.
"Bosco wait! Please.....Please." She pleaded.
He looked at her with a pain she had never seen in his eyes in all the years she had known him.
"Bos I....I..." She started not sure how to start or what to say.
"I was driving." He said quietly as he interrupted her.
His words felt like a knife going through her heart.
"I was driving......It was my fault, mine!...They said so... It was mine!...I should have known better."
She reached for his hand again but again he pulled back like a little boy scared.
"I was driving to fast...I was should have stopped.....I...I should have....."
She couldn't bare to see him like this. She knew that when she left all those years ago, He would blame himself and she tried to fight them, to get them to let her tell him but they wouldn't let her, she had to leave it all behind. She had to leave him behind
"Bos...."
"SHUT UP! Quit calling me that! You're not real. You're not real, You're not her! I killed her! I KILLED HER!....I killed them." Tears fell down his cheeks.
She walked closer to him, tying to get close enough to touch him, prove to him that she was standing right in front of him. But he just kept backing away,shaking his head and repeating those words over and over again. He backed himself into a corner. She reached for his hand and grabbed it. He tried to pull away again but this time she didn't let him. She held on to him as if there lives depended on it, and they did.
"Bos, It's me." He didn't look up at her. He was lost in his own world. Then she took his hand and placed it over her heart. "Bos, It's me...I'm real."
With sad eyes he gazed into hers, He wanted to believe this woman standing in front of him. She was so real. He could feel her heartbeat under his hand, and the warmth of her body. Everything in his body screamed at him she was real, but it couldn't be.
"Bos, it's me." She was pleading with him to believe her.
Bosco shook his head and with a defeated voice he explained himself. "You're not her. You can't be her. She wouldn't have done that to me.....I know she wouldn't....she wouldn't let me believe that i killed her and those kids....she wouldn't....she couldn't...we were stronger then that....." He looked into her eyes again and saw tears threatning to fall, one slowly sliding down the side of her cheek. He felt her hand tighten around his. "Weren't we Faith?"
She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. Her air had disappeared. She felt her stomach tighten, her knees loose there strength, She phycially felt her heart break as a chill shot through her body. She tried again, "Bos, I'm sorry...I tried I..."
He shook his head."Don't Faith....Don't. Please I can't take it anymore." He pulled his hand from hers as he took a few steps back. "I would have done anything for you. You know that. I have done anything for you...and you let me believe that you were dead. You didn't trust me enough to tell me the truth, did you?"
"It wasn't like that..."
"I would have told you, It wouldn't have mattered the reasons Faith. I would have found away to tell you, You know i would have...." He took a breath and quietly continued. "There hasn't been a night that has went by were i don't wake up with those screams echoing in my ears, where i don't close my eyes and see the water getting closer to the car, where i don't pray, or beg or offer to sell my soul to take that day back...You were the only person i had in my life that mattered Faith. The only one that gave a damn....or at least I thought so."
She understood where he was coming from but it still hurt to hear his words, "Bosco that isn't fair. You know i would have if i could."
He walked up beside her, he wanted nothing more then to hug her and make all his pain go away, but something inside wouldn't let him. Instead he leaned in by her ear and whispered, "You're not her....the Faith I knew died that day...she doesn't exist anymore." Without waiting for a response or even looking back he walked away.
She turned around and watched him go. Her knees gave way and she fell to the ground. "Bosco please don't go!!...Please!" She yelled, but it had fallen on deaf ears.
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Authors note: Yeah i know it's not what you expected but give Bosco time he has issues, besides it's me writing here :) am i known for my happy outlook on things.....not so much. But don't run away yet never said this was going to be all depressing....or did i? anyways stay tuned for what comes next.
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Authors note: Quick little note at the bottom, but wanted to say thank you so much for the feedback, You guys are the greatest. (sorry for spelling in this one, my spell check isn't working :( )
Feedback: You know i crave it.
Email: Wine_into_water@hotmail.com
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She didn't say a word, she just stared back at the man sitting in front of her. Another waitress had come and started cleaning up the mess that she had made and was trying to get her attention but she hadn't even noticed. All she could see was the man in front of her. A man that she once knew inside and out and now realized just by the sight of him that she no longer knew him in any way.
Her knees were week, her breath caught in her throat, tears welling up in her eyes. "Bos?" She managed to get out with a trembling voice.
He just continued to stare at her like she wasn't real. Like as if any moment she would just disappear.
With more confidence she said his name again and reached for his hand. She felt his warm skin under her finger tips an overwhelming calmness filled her, not once in six years had she felt this way. It was short lived.
At her touch he jumped back as if he had been burned, he slid out of the booth and ran out the door never looking back.
She was shocked at his reaction, she ran after him calling his name but he didn't slow down, he just ran and ran. Finally she caught up with him when he turned in to a dead end ally.
"Bosco wait! Please.....Please." She pleaded.
He looked at her with a pain she had never seen in his eyes in all the years she had known him.
"Bos I....I..." She started not sure how to start or what to say.
"I was driving." He said quietly as he interrupted her.
His words felt like a knife going through her heart.
"I was driving......It was my fault, mine!...They said so... It was mine!...I should have known better."
She reached for his hand again but again he pulled back like a little boy scared.
"I was driving to fast...I was should have stopped.....I...I should have....."
She couldn't bare to see him like this. She knew that when she left all those years ago, He would blame himself and she tried to fight them, to get them to let her tell him but they wouldn't let her, she had to leave it all behind. She had to leave him behind
"Bos...."
"SHUT UP! Quit calling me that! You're not real. You're not real, You're not her! I killed her! I KILLED HER!....I killed them." Tears fell down his cheeks.
She walked closer to him, tying to get close enough to touch him, prove to him that she was standing right in front of him. But he just kept backing away,shaking his head and repeating those words over and over again. He backed himself into a corner. She reached for his hand and grabbed it. He tried to pull away again but this time she didn't let him. She held on to him as if there lives depended on it, and they did.
"Bos, It's me." He didn't look up at her. He was lost in his own world. Then she took his hand and placed it over her heart. "Bos, It's me...I'm real."
With sad eyes he gazed into hers, He wanted to believe this woman standing in front of him. She was so real. He could feel her heartbeat under his hand, and the warmth of her body. Everything in his body screamed at him she was real, but it couldn't be.
"Bos, it's me." She was pleading with him to believe her.
Bosco shook his head and with a defeated voice he explained himself. "You're not her. You can't be her. She wouldn't have done that to me.....I know she wouldn't....she wouldn't let me believe that i killed her and those kids....she wouldn't....she couldn't...we were stronger then that....." He looked into her eyes again and saw tears threatning to fall, one slowly sliding down the side of her cheek. He felt her hand tighten around his. "Weren't we Faith?"
She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. Her air had disappeared. She felt her stomach tighten, her knees loose there strength, She phycially felt her heart break as a chill shot through her body. She tried again, "Bos, I'm sorry...I tried I..."
He shook his head."Don't Faith....Don't. Please I can't take it anymore." He pulled his hand from hers as he took a few steps back. "I would have done anything for you. You know that. I have done anything for you...and you let me believe that you were dead. You didn't trust me enough to tell me the truth, did you?"
"It wasn't like that..."
"I would have told you, It wouldn't have mattered the reasons Faith. I would have found away to tell you, You know i would have...." He took a breath and quietly continued. "There hasn't been a night that has went by were i don't wake up with those screams echoing in my ears, where i don't close my eyes and see the water getting closer to the car, where i don't pray, or beg or offer to sell my soul to take that day back...You were the only person i had in my life that mattered Faith. The only one that gave a damn....or at least I thought so."
She understood where he was coming from but it still hurt to hear his words, "Bosco that isn't fair. You know i would have if i could."
He walked up beside her, he wanted nothing more then to hug her and make all his pain go away, but something inside wouldn't let him. Instead he leaned in by her ear and whispered, "You're not her....the Faith I knew died that day...she doesn't exist anymore." Without waiting for a response or even looking back he walked away.
She turned around and watched him go. Her knees gave way and she fell to the ground. "Bosco please don't go!!...Please!" She yelled, but it had fallen on deaf ears.
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Authors note: Yeah i know it's not what you expected but give Bosco time he has issues, besides it's me writing here :) am i known for my happy outlook on things.....not so much. But don't run away yet never said this was going to be all depressing....or did i? anyways stay tuned for what comes next.
