ok,this is a short story I wrote today...it took me half hour to finish it and just 5 minute to decide if I should write this or not...This is based on something that happened to me,let just say Im Bosco on this story,the only difference is that nobody tried to save me...I did it on my own.

Let me know what you think

"where do we from here? after working all day waiting to the next day comes else can we do? nothing...cause theres nothing there,nothing to do,nothing else to say...now,can someone explain to me why should I be happy? to me" He looked at the woman in front of him,she looked relaxed,more than he was

"I cant do that,Mr Boscorelli" she said "that is not my job"

"yes it is!"Bosco yelled at her "I came here every week cause I need and answer and you are supposed to do that"

"Im a psychologist,not a mind reader" she smiled at him

"you know what!" he stood up "forget it,I never should come here in the first place..." he walks out without looking back

He walked inside his apartment,threw the keys on the couch looking at them for a minute..."theres no way out..." he said as he looked at his gun on the table "there isnt..." before he could do something,a female walked inside and smiled at him

"Emily,what are you doing here?" he looked at here with a fake smile on his face

"I came to see you" she said "are you ok,uncle Bos?" she walked toward him

"Im ok" he avoid her eyes not willing to lie to her straight to her eyes "Im tired thats all"

"ohh,ok..." she didnt knew what else to say or ask,Bosco was acting in a wreird kind of way but she thought it wouldnt be good to ask him yet "is there anything I can do for you?"

"like what?" he ask

"I dont know...do you want me to cook?"

"no,Em...I just want to be alone for a while" she looked hurt but he was being honest,he needed some time to figure things out in his head

"oh,sure,Ill go home" she walk towards the door "take care" she slam the door behind her.

Bosco sits down on the couch and put his head on his hands,looking at the ground,waiting for an answer to come up...it didnt...he felt sad,useless, had Faith and Emily but it wasnt the same,they were not as close as he wanted to,there were friends,nothing more...he needed her but could not find the way to tell her and it was killing him.

Faith was working in her office as was nothing else to do but read old files...no action,no . She heard a huge conmotion outise her office which distract her for her reading,she walked outise and asked a few cops.

"whats going on?"

"we got a jumper" the old man said as he ran outside

"where?" she said following the other cops

"come with us"

she drove her car behind the 5 RMPs in front of her,people were screaming as they drove along "this is a big thing" she thought not even knowing what was waiting for her on the other street

He didnt even knew how he claim the old building,he was standing on the roof looking down,feeling the cold wind on his face. He hate jumpers,he hate people who call everyones attention by jumping out of roofs or bridges,if they wanna kill themselves do it at home,thats what he used to time was different,he didnt have much time to make a plan,he was tired and sick...for him,suicide was the only alternative.

He saw a patrol car ariving at the scene and another car he thought it was from Faiths...

Faith walked around the crowd,there was so many people everyone looking up where,by what she could hear,was a males figure.

"he is an old cop" one of the males said

"what?" Faith asked,walking towards the cop

"that's what I heard...an Italian guy"

"Italian"?" she said with fear in her voice "Boscorelli?"

"yep,Boscorelli" he sais but Faith was no longer with him,she was ruinning into the crowd

"you gotta let me help" she said desperadly to the firefighters capitan "I know him"

"listen,miss,you gotta let us do our job" he answered pushing her back "he wont do anything"

" you dont understand!" she yelled "Im the only one who can help him!" she cried

"fine! do it" he said as she run inside the building

Bosco was still standing on the roof,he could manage to stay there without didnt need to turn around to know Faith was there,slowily walking towards him.

"you shouldnt be here,Faith" he said without looking at her

"Bosco,can you please come here so we can talk?" she says but he laughs insteed

"I know that trick...it wont work out with me"

"if you tell me what is bothering you maybe I can help"

"you cant help me,nobody can..." he whispers

"if you just give me a chance I can try"

"can you give me my life back?" he asks but got no answer

"dont do this to yourself,Maurice" she says,trying not to cry

"theres no way out..." he says,crying "theres no other choice"

"of course there is!" she yells "we can work this out,you and me,Bosco...just please dont do this...I need you"

"no you dont!" he says "you have Emily,your job,your life...I have nothing...NOTHING!"

"you have me! you have Emily...she loves you...I love you" she whispers,he turns around with tears in his eyes

"dont lie to me,Faith..." he says "dont do this...

"if you die,Ill die with you..." she made him cry...but it was the only way he could realize how much she needed him

"Oh God...what am I doing?" he walks towards him and fall on his knees,crying "Faith,Im sorry...Im so sorry..." she hugs him tight

"shhh,its ok...everything is gonna be ok..." she cries with him,rocking him back and forth.

After a few days of nightmares and tears,Bosco decides it was time to try therapy again,He talked to the same woman as he did before,telling her his problems,his plans and how he find his way...with Faith.

The End