Every day is the same. I wake up to the sound of my alarm, press the snooze
button and sleep for ten more minutes until the alarm rings again. I then
get up, eat breakfast, work off then head of to work.
My job is exciting, well most of the time. It can get a bit boring at some points, just waiting in the RMP but other than that, it is fun. On this particular day, I wasn't riding with my usual partner, Faith Yokas, but with Ty Davis. Faith was taking a personal day to spend with her to children, Emily and Charlie.
I walked into the station late as usual, the captain yelling at me to hurry and get changed before roll call. I wasn't the person to be early or on time. I was almost always late, which really pissed the captain off. Today was no different.
I ran into the meeting room doing up the sleeves of my jacket.
"There is a rapist on the lose. We need to catch him. He has raped four girls( aged fourteen to sixteen) in two nights. This is serious, folks. Boscorelli, why are you late again?" he questioned with an annoyed voice.
"Sorry, boss. I won't do it again," I said cheeky.
"Yeah right."
Davis and I left the crowded station for a night full of action. My determination started to kick in. We had to find this rapist. He couldn't go around raping all these girls, it was wrong; it was a crime.
"So. . . what's new? Any new girlfriends?" Davis asked wryly.
I looked over at him. "Yeah. Lydia. She's cool, but she doesn't like me to use profanity."
"Right. . ."
All of a sudden a voice came over our radio.
"55 Charlie, we have a MVA on the Brooklyn Bridge," it announced.
"55 Charlie we're on it."
We arrived at the scene in five minutes. We have to walk about a quarter of a mile to get there because there was so much traffic blocking it. Those damn idiots are too stupid to get out of the way when cops come.
We finished that scene after forty-five minutes. We had to help the paramedics out with taking some patients to the hospital, the less critical ones. Our next call was a robbery on Main Street. Some dumb ass had decided to rob a liquor store in broad daylight. He put up a fight, but it was easy to catch him.
"So, you want to go for a drink with me and some other people from the 55?" Ty asked me after the shift had ended.
"Sure. Who else is going?" "Alex, Jimmy, Kim, Doc, and Carlos." He said, daydreaming slightly.
"Yeah. Sounds fun. Let's go; I'll drive."
We left to go to the pub. When we got there, everyone else was there. I ordered a pint and sat down with the rest of them.
"So, Bosco has something he wants to tell you all." Ty spoke laughing.
I glared at him, unamused, "What?"
"You know, the new la-day in your life."
"Oh. . . It's nothing really. I just have a new girlfriend."
"Amazing." Kim said rolling her eyes.
Time passed. I noticed that Jimmy was drinking a lot. He had four empty glasses around him, and one that was full.
"Jimmy, you alright?" I asked, my eyes full of worry.
"Hahah, Bos my man! What's new?" he said, obviously drunk.
"No more beers Jimmy, come on, I'm taking you home."
"N-no. Not home. Any where but home."
Something was clearly up with him. Even though he was drunk, you could tell something was up.
"Okay, okay. You can stay with me. Let's go."
Everyone look at me, in awe. I was acting like a mother. I just didn't want to see Jimmy get hurt or worse killed. We had just started to be rather good friends.
"What?" I said, noticing the other faces. I grabbed Jimmy by the arm, pulling him towards my car. I laid him in the backseat so he could rest on the way home. He suddenly sat up. "Joey! What about Joey!" he asked panicking.
"Kim will take care of him." I said trying to calm him down.
We reached my apartment. I practically had to drag him up to my place, he was so drunk. I made him a cup of coffee and sat him down on my couch. I sat down too. I stared at him for awhile, wondering why he didn't want to go back to his own place. I thought I should try to talk to him, he was less drunk now anyways.
"Uh, Jimmy? I just wanted to know why you didn't want to go to your own place."
"They're watching," was all he said before he fell asleep.
Should I continue?
My job is exciting, well most of the time. It can get a bit boring at some points, just waiting in the RMP but other than that, it is fun. On this particular day, I wasn't riding with my usual partner, Faith Yokas, but with Ty Davis. Faith was taking a personal day to spend with her to children, Emily and Charlie.
I walked into the station late as usual, the captain yelling at me to hurry and get changed before roll call. I wasn't the person to be early or on time. I was almost always late, which really pissed the captain off. Today was no different.
I ran into the meeting room doing up the sleeves of my jacket.
"There is a rapist on the lose. We need to catch him. He has raped four girls( aged fourteen to sixteen) in two nights. This is serious, folks. Boscorelli, why are you late again?" he questioned with an annoyed voice.
"Sorry, boss. I won't do it again," I said cheeky.
"Yeah right."
Davis and I left the crowded station for a night full of action. My determination started to kick in. We had to find this rapist. He couldn't go around raping all these girls, it was wrong; it was a crime.
"So. . . what's new? Any new girlfriends?" Davis asked wryly.
I looked over at him. "Yeah. Lydia. She's cool, but she doesn't like me to use profanity."
"Right. . ."
All of a sudden a voice came over our radio.
"55 Charlie, we have a MVA on the Brooklyn Bridge," it announced.
"55 Charlie we're on it."
We arrived at the scene in five minutes. We have to walk about a quarter of a mile to get there because there was so much traffic blocking it. Those damn idiots are too stupid to get out of the way when cops come.
We finished that scene after forty-five minutes. We had to help the paramedics out with taking some patients to the hospital, the less critical ones. Our next call was a robbery on Main Street. Some dumb ass had decided to rob a liquor store in broad daylight. He put up a fight, but it was easy to catch him.
"So, you want to go for a drink with me and some other people from the 55?" Ty asked me after the shift had ended.
"Sure. Who else is going?" "Alex, Jimmy, Kim, Doc, and Carlos." He said, daydreaming slightly.
"Yeah. Sounds fun. Let's go; I'll drive."
We left to go to the pub. When we got there, everyone else was there. I ordered a pint and sat down with the rest of them.
"So, Bosco has something he wants to tell you all." Ty spoke laughing.
I glared at him, unamused, "What?"
"You know, the new la-day in your life."
"Oh. . . It's nothing really. I just have a new girlfriend."
"Amazing." Kim said rolling her eyes.
Time passed. I noticed that Jimmy was drinking a lot. He had four empty glasses around him, and one that was full.
"Jimmy, you alright?" I asked, my eyes full of worry.
"Hahah, Bos my man! What's new?" he said, obviously drunk.
"No more beers Jimmy, come on, I'm taking you home."
"N-no. Not home. Any where but home."
Something was clearly up with him. Even though he was drunk, you could tell something was up.
"Okay, okay. You can stay with me. Let's go."
Everyone look at me, in awe. I was acting like a mother. I just didn't want to see Jimmy get hurt or worse killed. We had just started to be rather good friends.
"What?" I said, noticing the other faces. I grabbed Jimmy by the arm, pulling him towards my car. I laid him in the backseat so he could rest on the way home. He suddenly sat up. "Joey! What about Joey!" he asked panicking.
"Kim will take care of him." I said trying to calm him down.
We reached my apartment. I practically had to drag him up to my place, he was so drunk. I made him a cup of coffee and sat him down on my couch. I sat down too. I stared at him for awhile, wondering why he didn't want to go back to his own place. I thought I should try to talk to him, he was less drunk now anyways.
"Uh, Jimmy? I just wanted to know why you didn't want to go to your own place."
"They're watching," was all he said before he fell asleep.
Should I continue?