Aftermath Of A Heartbreak
Prologe
April 30
Seajae drank down the last of the shots she has in front of her. She looked to see what time it was. Like it mattered anyway. She had nothing to go home to anyway. Hell she didn't even have a home. They were looking for her she knew. She had heard it from more then one bar tender in the last week. They would never find her. She was too far gone. Maybe when they found out what she had done they would stop looking for her. Seajae tried to explain to Bosco it wasn't her fault. He told her he was tiered of her excuses and took Angle from her and walked away, That day he had turned his back on her. It was something he had never done before.
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Bosco sat on the hood of the car. Faith was in the gas station peeing for the hundreth time today. He sipped his coffee. Seajae was always on his mind. When he wasn't working he was searching the streets for her. She had been gone a month now. A month of lonliness and pain. A month without living. Just exsisting. He had been wrong to snap at her the way he did. How was he to know it would be the one thing that took her over the edge she had been teetering on for months. He had suffered each day for his blindness to her problems. Bosco would find his wife and make everything right no matter what.
*****
The bar tender watched the woman throw back six shots in the last fifteen minutes. He'd seen her in here before with the guys from the five five. She didn't look like she could walk let alone drive the SUV parked outside. He dialed the phone number he kept next to the phone and asked for Office Boscorelli. He'd treat the woman okay and maybe scare the piss out of her to boot.
*****
The call came in a little after eight. A bar tender from a little bar on Center Street asked if Bosco could stop by and help with a little matter. He bitched about it but they got into the car and headed down the street.
*****
Seajae looked at her watch for the zillionth time. What the hell was she waiting for. She threw some bills on the counter and headed out. The bar tender tryed to stop her. She flipped him off and headed to her car. She unlocked the door and started to get in when a car came barling around the corner stoppin mere inches from her door. The head lights blinded her. Two figures got out of the vehicle.
"Your underarest Detective Boscorelli. Put your hands on your head."
"Bosco..."
"Hands above your head, now." She tried to do what he said but the earth started sping too fast and she couldn't seem to get her balence. The next the she knew she was on her knees on the black top empting her stomach.
"Are you done. Cause when your done I'm hauling your ass to the station and find anything and everything to charge you with. Damn it Seajae what the hell were you thinking."
"I just....." Blackness over took her and she welcomed it. She couldn't face him now. Maybe not ever.
Prologe
April 30
Seajae drank down the last of the shots she has in front of her. She looked to see what time it was. Like it mattered anyway. She had nothing to go home to anyway. Hell she didn't even have a home. They were looking for her she knew. She had heard it from more then one bar tender in the last week. They would never find her. She was too far gone. Maybe when they found out what she had done they would stop looking for her. Seajae tried to explain to Bosco it wasn't her fault. He told her he was tiered of her excuses and took Angle from her and walked away, That day he had turned his back on her. It was something he had never done before.
******
Bosco sat on the hood of the car. Faith was in the gas station peeing for the hundreth time today. He sipped his coffee. Seajae was always on his mind. When he wasn't working he was searching the streets for her. She had been gone a month now. A month of lonliness and pain. A month without living. Just exsisting. He had been wrong to snap at her the way he did. How was he to know it would be the one thing that took her over the edge she had been teetering on for months. He had suffered each day for his blindness to her problems. Bosco would find his wife and make everything right no matter what.
*****
The bar tender watched the woman throw back six shots in the last fifteen minutes. He'd seen her in here before with the guys from the five five. She didn't look like she could walk let alone drive the SUV parked outside. He dialed the phone number he kept next to the phone and asked for Office Boscorelli. He'd treat the woman okay and maybe scare the piss out of her to boot.
*****
The call came in a little after eight. A bar tender from a little bar on Center Street asked if Bosco could stop by and help with a little matter. He bitched about it but they got into the car and headed down the street.
*****
Seajae looked at her watch for the zillionth time. What the hell was she waiting for. She threw some bills on the counter and headed out. The bar tender tryed to stop her. She flipped him off and headed to her car. She unlocked the door and started to get in when a car came barling around the corner stoppin mere inches from her door. The head lights blinded her. Two figures got out of the vehicle.
"Your underarest Detective Boscorelli. Put your hands on your head."
"Bosco..."
"Hands above your head, now." She tried to do what he said but the earth started sping too fast and she couldn't seem to get her balence. The next the she knew she was on her knees on the black top empting her stomach.
"Are you done. Cause when your done I'm hauling your ass to the station and find anything and everything to charge you with. Damn it Seajae what the hell were you thinking."
"I just....." Blackness over took her and she welcomed it. She couldn't face him now. Maybe not ever.