I'M BACK! (plays Eminem music) I am so sorry guys for taking the time, and how long it took me to just put up a freaking chapter. Can you all forgive me? Things are hectic and I will explain below if you want to hear why lol, and responses are below. Thanks again to Beta reader Malinda for helping! Here you go, your very delayed chapter! P.S. Cursing is a bit strong at times so tuck the kiddies in, lol its not for children of course! ;)
(Previosly in Chapter 8 – Inside and Out)
Faith walked out to make sure he really was in the bathroom and wasn't coming out before she picked up the phone. She began to dial the number then hung it up. She couldn't believe she was doing this, she knew she was going to talk herself out of it if she didn't do it NOW! Pacing a few times she quickly picked up the phone and redialed, listened, her heartbeat in her ears, she was just about to hang up when the phone picked up. She thought, for how long it took, maybe it wasn't the best to be calling so early.
"Hello?"
"Hey Fred."
"Faith?" Fred had been sleeping, and with one hand wiped away the sleep out of his eyes, and sat up so he could have a clearer voice.
"Yeah, I know I'm calling early..."
"Hold on let me get the kids." Thinking that was the only reason she be calling so early, they'd be up watching Saturday cartoons.
"No, actually its you I want talk to." Faith nervously began to twist the phone cord in between her fingers.
"Oh...," Fred looked around his room, not remotely ready for this. "Okay....what do you want...to talk about?" It was hard to get the words out, not sure what to even say to that.
"I know this sounds weird, but I don't really think it's a good conversation to hold over the phone, and I'd like to see you if that is at all possible, maybe for lunch or something?"
"Errr yeah...hold on," He quickly had to think if anything would get in the way, games or school events but nothing came to mind, "That be great."
They hung up after they made the arrangements of where they were going to meet and at what time. She realized her face was beaming when Bosco came out with his hair all pointing out each and every way.
"What are you smiling about?"
(Now Chapter 9 - Mending Old Bridges and Creating New Ones)
Faith stared at Bosco for what felt like 30 minutes, just completely in aw, then shaking her head and walking past him trying not to pay him any attention or giving him any leverage to start something with her, maybe even start to mock her.
"What now, your not going to answer my question? That's pretty rude."
"You're a real class act." Still refusing to turn around, but Bosco wasn't yet done for he began to follow her down the hall.
"Not telling me anything new."
Turning back around causing Bosco to stop short as he didn't expect the sudden change in step and he didn't want to run into her. She stood there thinking how this man she was standing in front of redefined the word complex, everyday.
"Why is it you want to know exactly what's happening in my life and if I don't tell you, you get all pissy but if I ask you oh my god!" Throwing her hands out dramatizing it. "You act as though I'm asking you to commit a crime, oops," putting her hand to her mouth in mockery "you all ready do that."
"Oh fuck this, I don't need to take this shit!" Bosco immediately taking offence to the diss, he turned back around heading for the way out of the apartment.
"Fine don't know why I let you in my place the FIRST TIME!" Yelling the last part.
"I don't even know why I asked you, I be better off getting the shit kicked out of me by my father then be here!" Bosco let the words come out and then just as quickly regretted them because he'd allowed her to know something about his past and he was going to be damned if some stupid cop was going to give him sympathy. He saw the look cross her face, the look that said she wasn't sure if he was telling the truth then her eyes completely gave her away, the ones that want to give you a hug, be all sensitive.
Not saying anymore Bosco just walked out slamming the door hard causing one of the frames near the entrance to shatter to the floor spraying glass everywhere.
Clenching her fists in and out Faith walked over to her couch, sat down hard and grabbed the pillow nearest to her screaming at the top of her lungs into it. When she felt like she would pass out from the lack of oxygen she allowed it to tumble down her chest and onto her lap.
She just couldn't understand how one man could be so frustrating. All she wanted to do was help this man, this poor tortured soul but when she tried she got some kind of backlash from it. The man didn't want sympathy, didn't want the past to come back yet anybody that got to know him just in the few days could tell that past was haunting him every single day of his life.
Then her thoughts went to Fred Yokas and realized if she thought that man was hard to live with, she could just see it if she was married to Boscorelli. They end up killing one another. She laughed at the thought of being married to Bosco, if that wasn't laughable she didn't know what was.
Realizing she shouldn't have allowed something so silly to make him leave, and now that he gave somewhat of a glimpse into his past she had to somehow break down that wall to know the true extent of what had happened to him. Then she thought, maybe she didn't really want to know.
Knowing she had to go get him she got up, hurried out shutting her door and ran down the stairs and out the apartment complex to nearly topple over Bosco who was sitting just right outside the door. He glanced up at her then looked back as though there was something far more interesting across the street.
"Why aren't you gone?"
"I thought you didn't care?" Responded Bosco, in the tone that made Faith want to strangle him. She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply.
"I thought you had a place to go?"
"Why do you care what I do and what I don't do?"
"Well, when you sit on my stoop I have the right to ask, unless you want me to get you for loitering."
"Oh sure, bring out the cop stuff."
Bosco said this as he shook his head and rolled his eyes, which Faith finally kneed him softly in the back which caused him to glare at up at her.
"Come on, lets go inside."
Thinking he would put up another fight, he surprised her when he got up and followed her right into the building.
Reggie walked down the street, swaying a little, he turned and looked at a few hotties that walked by him. He gave a short whistle, both turned, one gave the look 'in your dreams,' the other 'yeah I'd do you.' He actually thought about turning around and trying to get some but (decided) maybe he'd (try to) tap that ass later, he had more impressing (pressing) matters to deal with.
As he walked up to the stoop that was his chosen destination he nodded his head to the street gang standing around with music blaring and liquor in their hands.
"Sup?"
"Nothin'."
They knew him well, so they were not going to give him to much shit today, which was fine by him because he simply was not in the mood to be trifled with.
Moving pass them he made his way up the stairs and into the apartment, up to the second floor. He knocked on the door and waited for an answer, but he got the complete opposite, nothing. No sound came from within as though he'd be let in soon, so he tried again, only a little harder but once more silence greeted him. Shrugging he tried the door to find it unlocked.
Reggie wasn't sure if Boscorelli was passed out on some kind of substance, or worse. It just wasn't like him, to not get in touch with him, they were too tight for that kind of stuff.
But it didn't take him long to figure out Bosco was defiantly not occupying the residence and was no where to be found.
'That's strange, where are you man?' He wondered.
(Faith's Apartment)
Faith and Bosco sat silently on the coach. Nothing much really was being said between them, ever since another explosive fight had happened, which was quite frankly happening often. They actually had been that way for a while this time, neither trying to open the door for conversation; then again if they did that it might end up in another argument. So that's how they continued to sit until the phone finally broke the eerie quietness.
Getting up Faith answered it and within a few seconds she hung up. Not saying a word she made her way to her bedroom shut the door. Taking a few moments she came back out with her makeup refreshed, and her purse in hand with her jacket all ready on her. She stopped near the couch where Bosco was sitting and when he finally looked up and she saw his mouth twitch as though to say something she stopped him with her hand.
"I'm going out, so...." She didn't want to finish her sentence, she knew it wouldn't be good coming out. She could see that going over well 'I'm going out, Bosco, by the way, get out I don't trust you with my possessions you might take them to get your drugs.' That defiantly would not make him happy, he'd get up and probably do a dance he'd be so happy with her.
Bosco got up. He knew exactly what she was getting at. He was a criminal, she didn't trust him without her being in the house.
"Whatever." Was all he was able to come up with.
"Look,"
"No, I'll save you the trouble."
Without saying another word he turned and walked out the door. It wasn't like he didn't have an apartment, because he did. It was just, he was scared beyond belief to think who could be waiting for him there. As he walked out of the apartment everything was screaming at him to tell her what was bugging him, why he had asked for her help at the Police Station, but it was easy to squash that voice.
'Why start now?' He thought, 'You have always been by yourself and always will be, so what's new?'
That was the reason Maurice Louis Boscorelli kept walking and not once looking back at the woman who was standing there staring at his back.
'Best the luck to you buddy, best of lucky,' Faith then turned and walked the opposite direction.
Faith looked up at the skyline as though it was her first time looking up at it. Thing was, you live in New York you see it so many times, almost forget about the large buildings its like there not even there anymore. It usually takes something like 9/11 to make you look back up in wonder, like a little kid. It was very interesting to her to see some buildings that she really never seen before, that she didn't even know was in the city until now sitting in the back of the cab.
Which brought her to her next train of thought, why she hated cab drivers in New York City. They scared the living hell out of her. The way they would whip the taxi around not realizing the occupant being thrown around in the backseat, sliding right and left and forward and back as they turned every corner and accelerated.
It just amazed her how quickly they hit the horn as well the second the light would turn green. It couldn't even be called a second, for she believed they kept their hand on the bloody steering wheel and just hit for fun, just in case somebody actually thought about not moving quick enough.
They came into Time Square at its finest. Lit up with tons of tourists walking around pointing up, taking pictures of the NYPD officers on duty. Smiling she then paid the cabbie and got out. Walking into the building she looked at the merchandize that you could buy if you didn't live here, that being NYPD shirts, FDNY, and I Love NY, and so forth. Not paying much more attention she took the escalator up to the restaurant, Applebee's.
Quickly she began scanning the crowd of people sitting down, as the hostess walked up.
"Hi,....looking for someone?"
"Actually yes, Yokas?"
"Yep, follow me."
Faith followed her to where Fred was sitting by the window looking down on the people still walking.
Sensing someone was there he turned and smiled and got up but in the process he ended up spelling his drink onto the table with his hand.
"Shit, I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about it." The hostess walked away to grab some paper towels.
It was written clearly all over Fred that he was really nervous to be in front of Faith and not have the kids there, and for Faith she was glad she wasn't the only one who felt the jitters. The table was cleaned up, as was the floor. Fred then went behind Faith and as she sat down he scooted the chair in for her and then he went and sat down himself.
Goo Goo Doll's "Iris," played softly overhead on the speakers, which brought a small smile to Faith's lips.
"I love this song." Faith said out of know where which ended up confusing Fred with him giving her a questionable look.
"Excuse me?"
She simply pointed up with her finger and when Fred listened for a second he finally nodded his head.
Then the strange awkward moment came where nothing but silence greeted them and nothing else was spoken, as really they didn't know where to begin. It been so long since they talked about themselves it was just weird to be there, without the kids.
The waitress presented herself and took their drinks and then would come back and take their orders and then disappear again. Fred ended up playing with one of his hangnails and Faith she was looking out the window while proceeding to rip her napkin into tiny bits.
"Tense?"
Faith looked down and suddenly stopped what she been doing, it was either she finally came to her senses or she just didn't have much of a napkin left to tear away, she just pushed it away from her.
"So I have to ask Faith, what brought this on?"
"What?"
"Us, we haven't talked about us...in three years."
"Let's just say...I was pushed."
Bosco made it back to his apartment, or nearly to his apartment. He was standing at the end of the street looking down it. Even where he stood he could see it perfectly, especially the gang making it stand out by standing on or near his stoop.
The more he looked at it the more he decided he didn't want to go back there and it wasn't an option.
So once again he turned his back on something and walked away.
Faith got back to her apartment, and as she shut and locked the door she had half expected to come home to see Bosco waiting there for her, waiting for her to let him in.
She dropped her stuff nearest to the door, not feeling like putting it anywhere decent, better on the floor than anywhere else she then made her way towards the answering machine to see if anybody had called her, not one single message had been left on there. She almost wished a telemarketer would call her then she feel somewhat popular or special that somebody was calling her.
Falling on the couch she ended up not getting up, but falling asleep right there with the TV on, though she did have good thoughts on her mind as she calmed down, she and Fred were going to try and work things out.
Bosco walked down the street, his destination the closest bar he could find. What he didn't intend was to run into Reggie, he never thought that one would happen, but sure enough there was Reggie standing by the neighborhood bar.
"Hey Loser!"
Unbeknownst to Bosco, he hadn't yet seen Reggie till his voice brought him out of his thoughts and he spotted his friend.
"Where the hell have you been? Haven't seen you in a while!"
"Well you know...." Bosco shrugging "I've been around."
"No shit, come on man I'll buy you a drink."
At first Bosco was hesitant, scared if he walked into the bar his father be there, waiting for him. But he knew that was ridiculous, so he took Reggie up on the offer and they walked into the tavern.
Faith walked into the 55th Precinct, another day but an interesting one it turn out to be. For as she walked to go change into her uniform she walked by Davis who was on his way out and stopped her before she could walk further in.
"Hey guess who we arrested last night?"
"Ty why do you make me guess at these things?"
"Because its fun and humorous to watch your face."
"Humor me, and tell me."
"Boscorelli."
She was about to let on that he had just been at her place and ask how was it possible a man she just seen get into that kind of trouble that fast but she didn't let on, thankfully.
"What did he do this time, take your squad car?"
Ty Davis Jr., then smiled. "Nope, it's the wrong Boscorelli, its Anthony Boscorelli."
Faith must of made the face Davis liked because he laughed and nodded his head.
"Yep last night, he was way over the alcohol limit and had an unregistered handgun in his car."
"Is he still in the holding cell?"
Davis shrugged. "Not sure, but possibly been overload with the holiday season coming up and all."
Faith then nodded her head and the both parted, Faith hurrying to get her uniform on and she then quickly but slow enough not to cause people to stare at her she finally got to see the man that had created Maurice Boscorelli.
She looked at him were he sat on the couch just staring into oblivion, and as she looked at his attire, that looked like he hadn't changed in 10 years, the sweat stains the wrinkles that even steam from a volcano couldn't get out. She felt more and more pity for Maurice Boscorelli, and could only imagine what he had to go through.
Turning back around she then headed out to go find her partner.
(Hours pass)
Ross and Faith had picked up a regular drunk and where bringing him in so he could sleep it off with the other drunks, and she handed him off to Ross, because nothing was worse then to smell the cell with the drunks.
As she sat down at the desk Ross and herself shared she began to do the paperwork but her mind kept going back to Boscorelli and his father and finally she flicked her pen away and looked at the computer screen.
Looking over her shoulder to make sure Ross wasn't going to sneak up on her she opened up the file. She had read some before but as her eyes glanced over something she scrolled by too fast to read she quickly relocated it again and her mouth hung open.
"Oh my God."
TBC...
Why it took me forever to update! Okay the real reason it took me was I went to NYC! Yes I did, and so that took up a lot of my time, planning and such. It was my first trip flying on a plane by myself and etc and spending my own money so I wanted to be ready so that's one reason my story just went unattended. Another one is for the first time I wrote my very first Lord of the Rings story. Yes I fell victim to the fandom, for a very long time. I'm still thinking about writing some more so lol forgive me I just had to put a story up LOL. So that's why my disappearance so don't shoot me up to bad and thanks again for being so patient, hoped you enjoyed your chapter and see you next time around.
Responses to my ReviewersYammy - Whoa your in Germany? That's awesome! I have always wanted to visit that country, I think it be defiantly worth seeing and my story brought sunshine that's so sweet. Glad it did. BTW We haven't been having the best summer's either. My story is a drug, okay then I'm the drug dealer I want my money heheh j/k . Sorry it takes some time, its because I'm starting to get writers block and then things happen and I can't concentrate or like what I'm writing so I rewrite. I don't want to screw the story up and you go, WTF! ;) Glad you like it and keep rereading it, that makes me very pleased, thanks again!
FlyingPurplePig – Make me want to celebrate just by saying that! Hey the new season is fast arriving so that's defiantly a cause of celebration! Glad your liking the character development, I'm really having fun writing them, of course especially Bosco I love his little mouth at times. Sorry again it took me so long!
Boscogirl – Girl I wouldn't shoot you, who would be my partner in crime then? Sheeze, then I be talking to my hand and my posters (you know which ones) ;). Your to nice to me girl, which I have not in return I need to catch up on your stories (cries) I'M SORRY (snott rolling down her nose) j/k lol but thank you so much and I'm glad you think the idea is so great, but hey your ideas are great as well and that's probably why we write such messed up rp's! Thanks again girl!
faith-in-Faith – Glad you like the twist. They wouldn't be decent, lol to each other that's just not how they work. Bosco takes everything to heart and he thinks the whole world is against him. Maybe someday he will though, but hey I can't give away any secretes, now can I? You just never know what I'll do next (insert the evil laughter here) thanks for your review!
Firefly120 - Welcome back from vacation! I had one to that's why it took me so long! Yeah, this isn't going to be a shipper story lol hope you ddin't think that lol. The reason behind this, was because in the very first Season Faith said she was going to divorce Fred. Well Bosco fired back with saying that's crap and that you both need to work at it, and because of him she didn't divorce Fred they worked out their differences. Well without him being there, their lives were altered and they split, but now that he is back in the picture he talked some sense into her, even though at first she didn't wanna hear it. Heheh okay sorry just wanted to explain it lol but thanks again for your review.
So you know all have to wait for another chapter, hopefully I wont' take as long as before, and sorry for again the wait. Thanks again to my reviewers, I cherish it a lot!