Revelations
Chapter 9
Faith knocked on his door, it was the first time since he left her apartment 4 days ago, that she had seen him. Every time she calls him he makes up an excuse as to why she can't come over, but she wasn't going to give up on Bosco that easy. She was there for him always, even when he didn't want her to be.
She stepped back in shock, as the door opened, revealing a scruffy and unkept Bosco. His wrinkled clothes told her that he hadn't even bothered to change in the last few days. She didn't even want to know when he last showered. Bravely, she stepped into his apartment.
She didn't know he was this bad, if she had known she would have come by sooner. She looked up at him. "Bosco."
He looked at her. "Faith, don't start with me; Ma has already gotten on me about it. It's my life," he replied.
"What type of life is this? You look a mess," she replied, as she walked up to him.
"You aren't my mother so stop acting like you are," he shouted.
"I know, Bos. I just worry about you. Are you going to go and get ready so I can take you to therapy?"
"I'm not going," Bosco replied, as he walked from her and sat down back on the couch.
"Why?"
"Why should I? Nothing is going to change. I'll still have to use this stupid cane to walk. What is the use of going? I should just deal with it,"
Faith walked up to him, and sat down next to him, and grabbed his hand. "I know."
"No, you don't. You don't understand."
"I think if anybody knows it's me. When I got shot, I didn't want to try to walk again. I thought what was the use, but I did do it."
"I understand, Faith, but you weren't shot four times."
"Nobody told you to jump in front of me." Faith answered, walking away from Bosco.
"I didn't mean it like that," he responded , as he walked slowly up to her. "I just meant..."
"I know what you meant. I don't understand what you are going through. Which is true because I don't, but I want to be there for you," she said, as she took a hold of his hand. He looked at her. "I don't need you to be there for me. I'll be fine on my own. Why don't you go back to your own life, and forget about me."
She looked at him, and shakes her head. Didn't he understand how much she cares about him. How much she needs him in her life.
"Bos, you are part of my life, you know," Faith replied, still holding his hand.
"As your partner, or wait you aren't my partner anymore, so then what I am to you."
She looked at him. "You are everything to me, Bos, I.." but before she could say anything Bosco stopped her. "I know what you are going to say, so please don't say anything."
"No, I don't think you know."
Suddenly Faith turned around, and saw Rose standing in front of them. "So were you able to get Bosco to go to physical therapy? You always seem to be able to get him to do stuff he doesn't want to," Rose answered.
"No, I tried, but there is nothing I can do," Faith replied. "I guess he doesn't want to get better and go back to work."
Rose nodded.
Bosco looked at Rose and Faith. "Fine, I'll go to therapy, I'm not doing it because you two want me to though."
"We know," Faith laughed, as Bosco walked away from both of them, and walked into the bathroom.
Rose looked at Faith. "Thank for being here for Maurice."
"I would do anything for him. I know he has been through a lot lately. I just want to be there for him," Faith responded as a smile crept out of her face.
"You love him, don't you?" Rose replied.
Faith didn't say anything to Rose, as she wasn't sure what to say to her.
"I've seen the way you look at him, you love him, but does he know that?" Rose questioned.
Bosco walked out of the bathroom, in only a towel. Faith couldn't look at him. "I'm going to go. Your mom can take you to physical therapy," she said as she hurried out of the apartment.
"Did I say something?" Bosco asked.
Faith was sitting outside of Rose's apartment. She didn't mean to rush out like she did, but she just couldn't stay there, not when he was dressed like that. She knew that she was starting to feel something more for Bosco than just a friend, but she didn't know it was this bad. She didn't know that she wanted to be with him this badly.
"Faith," Bosco spoke softly. She looked up at him. "I just wanted to make sure that everything went okay at therapy."
"I have to go to work, so I'll see you later, Maurice." Rose replied. "Nice to see you again, Faith," she said, as she left Bosco and Faith alone.
Bosco opened the door, and they walked into the apartment. "I told you that I didn't need you. You can go back to your own life and leave me alone."
She touched his face, and moved her hand to where the scar was. He jumped back. "Don't."
She looked into his eyes. "Bos, it's me. You know I am not going to leave you, not now or ever."
He glanced at her. "Why not?" She could tell how unsure he was of himself right now. She took his hand, and led him over to the couch, and sat down.
"I've stuck by your side for the last 12 years, I'm not going to leave you now," she responded, as she looked directly at him.
"But I'm not the same person that I was. I'm different now. Have you really looked at me lately, Faith?"
She looked into his eyes, and she saw someone who was so lost, she gently took a hold of his hand. "Bos, I told you before, I see the same person that there before."
He looked at her. "Stop saying that!" Bosco replied, frustrated. "Can you please just go? I don't need you," he replied.
"I think you need me more than you know," Faith answered as she grabbed his hand, and held it tightly. Bosco let go off her hand. "Why are you doing this? You don't need to be here. I'm not your partner anymore!"
"How many times do I need to tell you how much you mean to me?" Faith shouted. He looked at her. "I know how you feel about me, so if you care about me as much as you say you do, please just leave me."
"I can't do that, Bos, not when I see you like this," she said.
"Faith, I'm really fine," he said as he stood up.
"I don't think so, Bos. I don't want to leave you and come back to the state that you were this afternoon, please let me help you? I know this is a hard time for you."
"Fine, if you aren't going to leave, I'll leave," he said, as he walked slowly into the bedroom.
She followed him into the room. He turned around. "What you are going to follow me everywhere?"
She walked up to him. "Do you want to know the real reason; I won't leave you, why I come back when I know that you don't want me to be here?" He glanced at her. "Sure, Faith, why are you still here, when I clearly don't want you to be here,"
"I love you, Bos." she responded, as a smile coming over her face.
"Yes I know you do, you wouldn't have put up with me if you didn't."
"No, you do not understand. I don't mean I love you as a friend, I mean I really love you."
"You don't mean it, Faith." he responded. She sat down next to him on the bed, and put her hand on his face, and moved her hand over to his scar. She could tell that he wanted her to move away from him, but she couldn't. She wanted to do this for a very long time; she leaned over and kissed him