Let The Sun Shine Through

Part 9

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Sorry, this chapter is a little shorter! But I still hope you enjoy it!

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JULY 6^th…FLORIDA…DAY 5

Faith didn't sleep much the night before. Every couple of hours a nurse would come into the room to wake Bosco and ask him his name and if he knew where he was. Each time Faith would wake up and stand by his side. She would hold his hand and kiss his cheek to remind him that she was still there and she wasn't leaving.

 

A few times he woke on his own after having a bad dream. He would call her name out into the dark room, and she would be by his side in a flash. The concussion was playing games with his head and on top of that he was having trouble remembering things, but all it took was a few comforting words from Faith to ease his mind.

 

It was eleven in the morning when he woke up to find Faith sitting by his side holding his hand. He looked around the room nervously as he tried to get his right eye to focus. His face was swollen and bruised underneath and around the bandages. Bosco finally settled his eye on Faith. "Hi," came his tired voice.

 

"Hey Bos," she said softly. "How are you feeling?"

 

"Head hurts."

 

"How's your stomach? Do you still feel nauseous?"

 

"Yeah," he said quietly. There was a look of confusion on his face.

 

"What' wrong Bosco?"

 

"Why can't I remember what happened? I remember being brought here yesterday and stuff, but I don't remember why I'm here."

 

"A drunk guy clocked you with a beer bottle."

 

"Oh. Have I asked you that before?" She nodded. "Sorry."

 

"It's OK."

 

He licked his lips. "This is like having the worst hangover ever."

 

"I bet. That guy smoked you," she chuckled. Bosco grinned and closed his eye as he rested.

 

Just then a nurse came into the room with Bosco's doctor following closely behind. He heard people approaching and looked at them. Before either of them could speak Bosco opened his mouth, "Maurice Boscorelli and I'm in a hospital in Florida."

 

The nurse smiled at him. "Somebody knows the drill."

 

"I'm a quick study," he said with a half smile.

 

The doctor approached him. "So how are you feeling today Maurice?"

 

"My head hurts. My face is throbbing, and I’m really nauseous."

 

"Well that will all go away in time. Right now I want to take a look at your eye. Then we are going to give you some antibiotics to prevent infection, but since you're still nauseous we'll administer those through an IV."

 

"OK."

 

"Your eyes are going to be very sensitive to light for awhile, so I'm going to shut off the overhead light and turn on a smaller one." The doctor reached down to take the bandage off of Bosco's eye. As soon as Bosco felt contact he flinched because he couldn't see what the doctor was doing. "I'm just going to take off the bandage now. You ready?"

 

Bosco squeezed Faith's hand. "Yeah."

 

After he finished removing the bandage he stopped to explain what he was doing next. "Now Maurice, this is going to hurt because there is a lot of bruising around the eye, and it's swollen shut, but I need to put some eye drops in your eye. Ready?"

 

"I guess."

 

The doctor made quick work of opening Bosco's eye and putting in the drops. There was a sharp intake of breath from Bosco as the pain hit his eye. Bosco squirmed slightly and squeezed Faith's hand tightly. "OK. All done. You did very well Maurice. You have a fairly large scratch on your eye, but give it the time it needs and it will heal nicely. So far things are looking very good. How is the vision in your right eye?"

 

"A little blurry actually."

 

"Don't worry about that. It will go away soon. That is a result of the concussion."

 

"Hey Doc when can I get out of here? This wasn't exactly how I was planning on spending my vacation."

 

The doctor grinned. "I want to make sure you get this first round of antibiotics, and then I don't see any reason why we can't spring you in the early evening. You'll need to come back in a few days so we can check your eye and make sure none of the stitches in your cheek and forehead have pulled out."

 

"No problem."

 

"All right then. I'll see you later today."

 

After the nurse hooked him up to the IV and left the room Bosco looked at Faith. "Hey Faith."

 

"Yeah."

 

"Will you do me a favor?"

 

"Sure."

 

He grinned. "I'm in desperate need of a kiss."

 

"Oh really?"

 

"Yeah," his smile grew bigger.

 

Faith gently kissed his cheek. "How's that?"

 

"Oh come on. That wasn't a kiss. That was a peck on the cheek."

 

"I don't know if you're in any condition to be kissed Bosco," she grinned.

 

"Hey if anything happens at least I'm already at the hospital."

 

Once again Faith leaned over. This time she kissed his lips. Bosco raised a hand to her face as he returned her kiss. A few seconds later it was broken as Faith stood up slightly. With a hand resting on top of his head she took a hard look at his face. "Are you OK?" she asked remembering how exhausted he had looked after they shared a kiss the night before.

 

"Much better. Thanks," he grinned.

 

She sat on the edge of the hospital bed and smiled at him. "You know, you look pretty cute in that hospital gown."

 

"Of course I do."

 

"Maybe we should ask the nurse if we can take it with us."

 

Faith sat back down in the chair beside his bed. She took his hand. "You should get some rest." He nodded, and within minutes was fast asleep.

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Later that evening Faith had to practically carry Bosco from the taxi to their hotel room. He was still dizzy and having one eye covered didn't make it very easy to walk in even a remotely straight line. "Couch or bed?" she asked as she kicked the door open.

 

"Bed definitely."

 

She helped him to the bedroom. Faith had one arm wrapped tightly around his waist, holding him up by his shorts. Her other hand was holding on to Bosco's arm which was flung around her shoulders. She eased him into a sitting position on the bed and bent down to take his shoes off. "No…no, let me lay down first. I need to lay down." He started to fall toward the pillows. Faith hopped up quickly and helped ease him down. Then she lifted his legs onto the bed.

 

"Are you all right?"

 

"Will be. Just let me rest," he said weakly.

 

"I can't believe they released you in this bad of shape. You should still be in the hospital where they can keep an eye on you."

 

"I'm OK."

 

"Right Bosco. You're obviously not seeing the same thing I am." Faith took off his shoes and headed for the kitchen.

 

"Where you going?"

 

"I'm just getting something to drink. You want something?"

 

"Just you," he smiled.

 

When Faith came back into the bedroom she laid down next to Bosco. She rested her head on his chest. He put his arm around her and planted a kiss on the top of her head. "I'm sorry. I hope this doesn't ruin the rest of our trip."

 

She lifted her head and turned to look at him. "I'm just glad you're going to be all right." She put a finger on his chin and smiled. "Besides, I really enjoy spending time with you. I'm not worried about what we do just as long as we do it together. OK? So don't worry about it." Faith laid her head back on his chest and put her arm around him.