Okay dark scenes, so if you don't like Bosco thrashing or anything to that nature then I suggest to leave and don't look behind you .
Author Note: Before you start to read I just want to let you know, I have no idea what the hell I was thinking when I decided to go along with this, but I worked myself into a pot. I have no clue or seen anybody on the kind of drug I have Bosco on, so please forgive me if it's not believable. At least I tried.
Thank Yous: Goes to Debbie and Sarabeth...both of you, what would I do without you two. The scenes you read and gave me feedback on, I can't thank you enough, I'm in long life debt so thank you very much
P.S. Thank you very much on the feedback/replies and so forth, means a lot so thank you very much.
Now onto the story....
Chapter 6
Bosco didn't know what was in his system but all he knew at that point in time was that he could already feel the effects of it, beginning to course it's way through his body. The entire room was in complete and utteral darkness. Yet as he laid there feeling as though his body was spinning in circles like the room was moving, he could see a little dance of light, moving in and out in his line of vision. He watched it intently, making the room full of light, so bright to the point it hurt his eyes and he had to turn his head.
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Nick had gone upstairs following Rick until he couldn't stand it anymore and he ran back down stairs to see if he could understand the hallucination. He turned on the light and stepped in.
He looked down at the drugged up officer on the ground and laughed to himself. Bosco was trying to cover his face and eyes from the light with his arm. His extreme delighted eyes couldn't take it, it was too intense for him.
Not sure what really to do, Nick just stood there for a second until Bosco gave him an idea. Bosco had begun to mummer words, words that gave Nick a clue on what he was seeing, letting Nick play upon the hallucination.
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In his drugged up mind Bosco was imaging his father standing in front of him, he couldn't move his arms or legs and his mind began to panic cause there was no way of escaping his drunken stupor. He began to thrash about trying to get away and began letting words seep out of his mouth without even thinking about it, they just slipped out with tears and fears.
"I'm saa,...I'm sorry I broke the laampp," He was breathing hard trying to catch his breath making words almost impossible to speak. "Mikey..mu, mu Mikey didn't do it, I swwwear. I'm so sorry. I bruuooke it, I didn't mean to."
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Nick stared in bewilderment. He had seen Bosco fight and take him on already a couple of times but all now was a pathetic adult acting like a mere child, reduced to nothing in Nick's eyes. It was just too much fun.
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"Pleassse don't be mmaaad Dad. Don't be mad aaatttt mu, Mikey....it was my fault."
Bosco, still seeing his fuming father, began to cry and sob. He tried curling up into a small ball, like he always did just in case the much bigger man stuck him. But when he did try to curl the chains prevented that and so all he could do was be a sobbing mess.
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Nick undid Bosco from the metal restraints and when Bosco realized he was released from the restraints he scrambled up and tried just to get away but all Nick had to do was reach out and grab hold of the back of Bosco's collar and jerk back. Bosco did began to squirm trying to get out of the hold but Nick just continued to hold on to his collar, not letting him go anywhere. Bosco pleaded.
"Please Dad, I didn't mean to, tooo...."
"Shut up you worthless piece of shit." Nick could hardly contain the laughter as he tormented Bosco's memories.
Bosco kept on trying to dig his feet into the ground and get away but Nick held tight and then spun him around and then punched Bosco right in the face. As Bosco's head reared back and he almost lost his footing falling back after the blow, Nick just held onto him and then punched him again and again. After the couple blows to the face, he let Bosco drop to the ground, in what in return Bosco began to quiver in absolute fear. Blood was seeping from his lip and nose and other places where bruising was beginning to swell up.
In a heap on the floor Bosco's entire body was shaking with pain, fear. He was a kid again, not an adult. He was a kid trapped in a man's body and all he could do was lay on the floor and not move. At that point in time Bosco was trapped in his past and it was replaying all over again, he was the weakling while the much stronger man beat him up and he couldn't do a damn thing about it, although that was beyond the truth. Bosco could take him down, he had already just sadly the drugs played mind tricks on him and was making this fight a unfair one.
Perspiration soaked Bosco's clothes, making his skin unusually warm to the touch. His nice trimmed hair was matted to his scull making him look as though he had just gotten out of the shower.
Nick laughed at Bosco's state of mind. He was still curled up into a ball and the cries made his entire body shudder. He was mumbling again saying he was so sorry and on and on about other things Nick couldn't quite catch. Shaking his head he then gently tapped Bosco with the tip of his shoe causing Bosco to curl up even more, breathing in deeply believing he was about to be hit again.
When Bosco didn't get hit and this made him curious into why he hadn't felt the strike he looked up and saw Nick. Nick had lowered down, resting on the tips of his toes, and with a movement he acted as though he was going to hit Bosco, causing Bosco to scurry up and run towards the closest corner and curl up once more into a ball and began to shudder again.
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Joey who had been down in the basement part of the huge mansion happened to be walking down the darkened hallways and could hear Nick's voice and another who Joey thought what sounded like crying. So Joey thought what was best and stopped and looked in the room to see Nick standing over Bosco who was in return quivering in the corner.
"Nick?"
Nick spun around and looked at Joey who stood in confusion.
"Wha, what are you doing?"
Laughing Nick turned around and rustled Bosco's wet and damp hair who in which shuddered at the touch of him.
"Just having fun with our little Police Officer, that's all."
As Joey watched from Nick to Bosco's posture, Joey came to the conclusion he didn't like this. Yeah sure he didn't like doing time for the little fucked up Mikey, and he sure as hell couldn't stand his brother getting him out just cause he had connections of being a cop. But something about messing with somebody who was tripping wasn't all to fun in Joey's eyes, in fact he thought that was completely wrong.
"There a phone call for you."
He was lying. Nobody wanted Nick to come upstairs because nobody needed him at the time. There was no phone call, Joey had made it up not even really sure why he did it. He watched as the disappointment cross Nick's face for having to leave the fun. Nick walked out of the room with Joey watching.
When Joey could hear Nick's footsteps further and further down the hall and then went faint, Joey turned back around. He shook his head and than took out his gun and without even thinking about it, hit Bosco upside the head with the butt of his gun. Bosco slumped down as the blow knocked him into unconsciousness.
"Your going to hurt like a mother when you wake up, but at least your not suffering right now."
Joey walked out shutting the light off as he stepped and closed the door behind him. He whistled as he walked down the hall.
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"Where's my son?"
Faith was brought back by this. She wasn't ready for Angela to be asking her that question when she really didn't have the full answer herself.
"What, excuse me?"
"My Maurice, where is he....I haven't seen him, and I just know when he not working with you and hasn't shown up around my place something is up....do you know Faith....do you know where my baby boy is?"
Faith looked away not sure how to answer the question of a mother who feared for one of her own flesh and blood. She knew if this was reversed she would be on a rampage to find out but then again Angela and Faith were complete different mothers. While Angela loved her sons she didn't love them enough sometimes, she lacked in certain spots. But that was neither here nor there to think about that kind of thing right now, the only thing Faith should worry about is Bosco and that is it.
"Mikey....it's him isn't it? I knew it, I can tell by not wanting to look me in the eye....that's why he came into my bar all beaten up and looking like a car had run over him."
Looking at Angela right in the face and trying to come up with a better story but as Faith continued to look the worry could be seen clearly all over her face so sighing heavily she relucantly told Angela what she knew.
"Angela I can't tell you for sure it's Mikey, but my findings and my opinion tells me that Mikey is in on Bosco's disappearance. Now I can't say he did it on purpose, but I do believe it has to do with him, some kind of connection."
"I knew it....I just knew when Maurice didn't show up when he said he would be right over that something was wrong, but Mikey can be so reassuring and just....I told Mikey to tell me, I begged him not for me to find out another way....oh my poor baby Maurice, I hope he is okay."
Faith bit her lip. She wasn't sure if she should tell her about the woman claming to seen Bosco being thrown into the back of the van. But if Angela found out she wasn't sure what the woman would do, and it wouldn't help from her stance to have her go crazy on her, it would probably just make things worse.
"Look I'll do everything to find Bosco and bring him home, okay."
"I'm so scared for him, promise me Faith you will get home safely...promise he will be okay."
Faith didn't want to promise something like this fearing the worse but something told her it would be okay in the end. "I promise."
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Mikey could feel the cold sweat coming off his body and begin to trickle down his shirt making him realize just how hot he was. He was breathing hard, scared somebody would catch him. He wondered why he hadn't been yet caught, snooping around in a house like Rick Deamilis.
He always pictured an army of men surrounding the sector, not even letting Arnold Schwarzenegger in the building without bringing some mighty big guns and a lot of special blowing tools. But all he got was a small gate anybody could climb if they were not mentally handicapped, no dogs and barely anybody around the mansion. Mikey began to wonder if this was Rick's place, till he came upon the home and noticed a couple of his goons walking to a black SUV and get in and then drive down the long twisting road in the other direction away from the house.
So quietly or as quietly Mikey could make himself be, he waltzes into the home and began to search out his brother.
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(10mintues; Before Mikey found the house)
Nick wanted to beat the living shit out of Joey. There was no phone call, just a stupid lie. So when he went back down stairs to see if he could torment Bosco even more, he got a big disappointment for the officer was knocked out cold on the floor.
He knew it had something to do with Joey, for Nick walked up and inspected that Bosco had dried blood splattered across his face and into his hairline near his temple.
Looking behind and stepping out in the hallway to see if he could spot Joey, Nick pulled something out of his pocket.
Stepping back into the room, Nick knelled down and flipped the unconscious Bosco onto his back. He than grabbed his forearm and finding the nerve he searched for and with trained fingers he slipped the needle in and injected the drug into Bosco's already drugged up body.
Talking to Bosco like he was awake he stood up. "Had to give you more, wouldn't want you to lose your trip."
Nick could see Bosco begin to stir, he decided to get some things done and let Bosco's mind play tricks on it's own.
"Have fun."
Turning around Nick left flipping the lights off as he shut the door behind him.
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"It's Mikey's fault isn't it? Tell me Faith, Mikey is behind my Maurice disappearance."
Faith didn't know how to explain it. She wasn't sure if she could sit there and tell a mother's worse nightmare, that one of her kids was missing because one of them screwed with the wrong people. Yet it was Faith's job to tell Angela, she had the right to know. Although nobody even filed a missing report for Bosco, then again not to many people knew about it.
"Angela."
"We don't know anything at the time, but when we do, you'll be the first to know."
Faith was taken back by Gusler's sudden interruption and taking her off the spot with Angela Rose Boscorelli.
Angela's face spoke no words, it was a straight poker face, no emotions.
"Well I'm going to go and stay at a friends house for the night, I'll be calling you Faith.....I want any new leads you get."
Faith nodded her head. Angela continued to look at Faith and Gusler, looking for any clue to see if they knew anything else besides what they been telling her, satisfied she saw none she turned and walked away.
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Bosco's eyes fluttered open. He was greeted with complete darkness. His body doped up making everything messed up in his system and in his mind he began to panic without trying to rationalize the situation.
He jumped up but his legs were wobbly and standing on them wasn't helping. He sat back down and crawled towards the wall. Bosco could feel his entire body was shuddering with just the touch of damp air in the darkened small room. He couldn't take much more of this. Bosco wanted to call out for some kind of help but all he got out of his voice box was a simple tiny gasp of air.
Before he knew what was happening he could no longer move his body. It went stiff and he laid flat face on the floor not being able to move a single muscle not even knowing that his mind was just messing with him because of the drugs in his system.
All Bosco could think was, what in the hell was happening to him? Why was he out in the streets of New York City, and why was it pitch black.
It then struck him. His heart began to race, the beginning of that feeling of his chest tightening and not being able to breath properly. It came true, his chest tightened and he couldn't breath. Everything was crazy around him, he could hear the rumbling sound of something he had never in his life time ever heard before. It felt like it was getting closer and closer and the trembling feeling on the ground almost made him lose his footing until he realized he was still lying on the ground so he than tightened himself into a tight ball as he felt his life coming to an end.
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Mikey was there. He had found his brother. It was the only door closed so he tried his luck and opened it. There was Bosco curled in the corner, crying and mumbling something fierce as he swayed back and forth.
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Bosco stopped. The once pitch black was now lightening up and he could see again. He was no longer in the streets of downtown Manhattan where the World Trade Towers had collapsed.
He recognized where he was finally. He was on the rooftop of Hobart's apartment building. Bosco's once "non working legs" were working fine. He stood up and turned and looked at Mikey. But he didn't see his brother standing there, he just saw Glen Hobart.
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Mikey watched as Bosco stood up and turn around and look at him. He didn't know what to do or say, just watching every movement his brother made and began slowly moving towards Bosco.
"Hey Bro, let's go home. What do you say?"
Mikey kept his hands to his side to make sure he didn't scare his brother just in case he was tripping heavily.
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Bosco watched as Hobart pointed the gun at him. Then his mind pointed the gun at him. Then his mind flashed to the crazy guy in the apartment. Before he could do anything the man shot him and feeling the blow to his chest he fell backwards.
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Mikey expected anything from Bosco. But he could admit he really wasn't ready for his brother to get a pain look on his face and then fall backwards.
He had no time to catch his brother before he fell backwards and managed to collide into the wall hitting his head and then slumping against the wall.
Shaking his head Mikey bent over and picked up his brother and proceeded to carry his brother away from his living nightmare.
Thinking they had gotten away-undetected Mikey failed to see the small camera hidden up in the far corner, which captured everything.
TBC.
Author Note: Before you start to read I just want to let you know, I have no idea what the hell I was thinking when I decided to go along with this, but I worked myself into a pot. I have no clue or seen anybody on the kind of drug I have Bosco on, so please forgive me if it's not believable. At least I tried.
Thank Yous: Goes to Debbie and Sarabeth...both of you, what would I do without you two. The scenes you read and gave me feedback on, I can't thank you enough, I'm in long life debt so thank you very much
P.S. Thank you very much on the feedback/replies and so forth, means a lot so thank you very much.
Now onto the story....
Chapter 6
Bosco didn't know what was in his system but all he knew at that point in time was that he could already feel the effects of it, beginning to course it's way through his body. The entire room was in complete and utteral darkness. Yet as he laid there feeling as though his body was spinning in circles like the room was moving, he could see a little dance of light, moving in and out in his line of vision. He watched it intently, making the room full of light, so bright to the point it hurt his eyes and he had to turn his head.
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Nick had gone upstairs following Rick until he couldn't stand it anymore and he ran back down stairs to see if he could understand the hallucination. He turned on the light and stepped in.
He looked down at the drugged up officer on the ground and laughed to himself. Bosco was trying to cover his face and eyes from the light with his arm. His extreme delighted eyes couldn't take it, it was too intense for him.
Not sure what really to do, Nick just stood there for a second until Bosco gave him an idea. Bosco had begun to mummer words, words that gave Nick a clue on what he was seeing, letting Nick play upon the hallucination.
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In his drugged up mind Bosco was imaging his father standing in front of him, he couldn't move his arms or legs and his mind began to panic cause there was no way of escaping his drunken stupor. He began to thrash about trying to get away and began letting words seep out of his mouth without even thinking about it, they just slipped out with tears and fears.
"I'm saa,...I'm sorry I broke the laampp," He was breathing hard trying to catch his breath making words almost impossible to speak. "Mikey..mu, mu Mikey didn't do it, I swwwear. I'm so sorry. I bruuooke it, I didn't mean to."
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Nick stared in bewilderment. He had seen Bosco fight and take him on already a couple of times but all now was a pathetic adult acting like a mere child, reduced to nothing in Nick's eyes. It was just too much fun.
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"Pleassse don't be mmaaad Dad. Don't be mad aaatttt mu, Mikey....it was my fault."
Bosco, still seeing his fuming father, began to cry and sob. He tried curling up into a small ball, like he always did just in case the much bigger man stuck him. But when he did try to curl the chains prevented that and so all he could do was be a sobbing mess.
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Nick undid Bosco from the metal restraints and when Bosco realized he was released from the restraints he scrambled up and tried just to get away but all Nick had to do was reach out and grab hold of the back of Bosco's collar and jerk back. Bosco did began to squirm trying to get out of the hold but Nick just continued to hold on to his collar, not letting him go anywhere. Bosco pleaded.
"Please Dad, I didn't mean to, tooo...."
"Shut up you worthless piece of shit." Nick could hardly contain the laughter as he tormented Bosco's memories.
Bosco kept on trying to dig his feet into the ground and get away but Nick held tight and then spun him around and then punched Bosco right in the face. As Bosco's head reared back and he almost lost his footing falling back after the blow, Nick just held onto him and then punched him again and again. After the couple blows to the face, he let Bosco drop to the ground, in what in return Bosco began to quiver in absolute fear. Blood was seeping from his lip and nose and other places where bruising was beginning to swell up.
In a heap on the floor Bosco's entire body was shaking with pain, fear. He was a kid again, not an adult. He was a kid trapped in a man's body and all he could do was lay on the floor and not move. At that point in time Bosco was trapped in his past and it was replaying all over again, he was the weakling while the much stronger man beat him up and he couldn't do a damn thing about it, although that was beyond the truth. Bosco could take him down, he had already just sadly the drugs played mind tricks on him and was making this fight a unfair one.
Perspiration soaked Bosco's clothes, making his skin unusually warm to the touch. His nice trimmed hair was matted to his scull making him look as though he had just gotten out of the shower.
Nick laughed at Bosco's state of mind. He was still curled up into a ball and the cries made his entire body shudder. He was mumbling again saying he was so sorry and on and on about other things Nick couldn't quite catch. Shaking his head he then gently tapped Bosco with the tip of his shoe causing Bosco to curl up even more, breathing in deeply believing he was about to be hit again.
When Bosco didn't get hit and this made him curious into why he hadn't felt the strike he looked up and saw Nick. Nick had lowered down, resting on the tips of his toes, and with a movement he acted as though he was going to hit Bosco, causing Bosco to scurry up and run towards the closest corner and curl up once more into a ball and began to shudder again.
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Joey who had been down in the basement part of the huge mansion happened to be walking down the darkened hallways and could hear Nick's voice and another who Joey thought what sounded like crying. So Joey thought what was best and stopped and looked in the room to see Nick standing over Bosco who was in return quivering in the corner.
"Nick?"
Nick spun around and looked at Joey who stood in confusion.
"Wha, what are you doing?"
Laughing Nick turned around and rustled Bosco's wet and damp hair who in which shuddered at the touch of him.
"Just having fun with our little Police Officer, that's all."
As Joey watched from Nick to Bosco's posture, Joey came to the conclusion he didn't like this. Yeah sure he didn't like doing time for the little fucked up Mikey, and he sure as hell couldn't stand his brother getting him out just cause he had connections of being a cop. But something about messing with somebody who was tripping wasn't all to fun in Joey's eyes, in fact he thought that was completely wrong.
"There a phone call for you."
He was lying. Nobody wanted Nick to come upstairs because nobody needed him at the time. There was no phone call, Joey had made it up not even really sure why he did it. He watched as the disappointment cross Nick's face for having to leave the fun. Nick walked out of the room with Joey watching.
When Joey could hear Nick's footsteps further and further down the hall and then went faint, Joey turned back around. He shook his head and than took out his gun and without even thinking about it, hit Bosco upside the head with the butt of his gun. Bosco slumped down as the blow knocked him into unconsciousness.
"Your going to hurt like a mother when you wake up, but at least your not suffering right now."
Joey walked out shutting the light off as he stepped and closed the door behind him. He whistled as he walked down the hall.
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"Where's my son?"
Faith was brought back by this. She wasn't ready for Angela to be asking her that question when she really didn't have the full answer herself.
"What, excuse me?"
"My Maurice, where is he....I haven't seen him, and I just know when he not working with you and hasn't shown up around my place something is up....do you know Faith....do you know where my baby boy is?"
Faith looked away not sure how to answer the question of a mother who feared for one of her own flesh and blood. She knew if this was reversed she would be on a rampage to find out but then again Angela and Faith were complete different mothers. While Angela loved her sons she didn't love them enough sometimes, she lacked in certain spots. But that was neither here nor there to think about that kind of thing right now, the only thing Faith should worry about is Bosco and that is it.
"Mikey....it's him isn't it? I knew it, I can tell by not wanting to look me in the eye....that's why he came into my bar all beaten up and looking like a car had run over him."
Looking at Angela right in the face and trying to come up with a better story but as Faith continued to look the worry could be seen clearly all over her face so sighing heavily she relucantly told Angela what she knew.
"Angela I can't tell you for sure it's Mikey, but my findings and my opinion tells me that Mikey is in on Bosco's disappearance. Now I can't say he did it on purpose, but I do believe it has to do with him, some kind of connection."
"I knew it....I just knew when Maurice didn't show up when he said he would be right over that something was wrong, but Mikey can be so reassuring and just....I told Mikey to tell me, I begged him not for me to find out another way....oh my poor baby Maurice, I hope he is okay."
Faith bit her lip. She wasn't sure if she should tell her about the woman claming to seen Bosco being thrown into the back of the van. But if Angela found out she wasn't sure what the woman would do, and it wouldn't help from her stance to have her go crazy on her, it would probably just make things worse.
"Look I'll do everything to find Bosco and bring him home, okay."
"I'm so scared for him, promise me Faith you will get home safely...promise he will be okay."
Faith didn't want to promise something like this fearing the worse but something told her it would be okay in the end. "I promise."
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Mikey could feel the cold sweat coming off his body and begin to trickle down his shirt making him realize just how hot he was. He was breathing hard, scared somebody would catch him. He wondered why he hadn't been yet caught, snooping around in a house like Rick Deamilis.
He always pictured an army of men surrounding the sector, not even letting Arnold Schwarzenegger in the building without bringing some mighty big guns and a lot of special blowing tools. But all he got was a small gate anybody could climb if they were not mentally handicapped, no dogs and barely anybody around the mansion. Mikey began to wonder if this was Rick's place, till he came upon the home and noticed a couple of his goons walking to a black SUV and get in and then drive down the long twisting road in the other direction away from the house.
So quietly or as quietly Mikey could make himself be, he waltzes into the home and began to search out his brother.
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(10mintues; Before Mikey found the house)
Nick wanted to beat the living shit out of Joey. There was no phone call, just a stupid lie. So when he went back down stairs to see if he could torment Bosco even more, he got a big disappointment for the officer was knocked out cold on the floor.
He knew it had something to do with Joey, for Nick walked up and inspected that Bosco had dried blood splattered across his face and into his hairline near his temple.
Looking behind and stepping out in the hallway to see if he could spot Joey, Nick pulled something out of his pocket.
Stepping back into the room, Nick knelled down and flipped the unconscious Bosco onto his back. He than grabbed his forearm and finding the nerve he searched for and with trained fingers he slipped the needle in and injected the drug into Bosco's already drugged up body.
Talking to Bosco like he was awake he stood up. "Had to give you more, wouldn't want you to lose your trip."
Nick could see Bosco begin to stir, he decided to get some things done and let Bosco's mind play tricks on it's own.
"Have fun."
Turning around Nick left flipping the lights off as he shut the door behind him.
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"It's Mikey's fault isn't it? Tell me Faith, Mikey is behind my Maurice disappearance."
Faith didn't know how to explain it. She wasn't sure if she could sit there and tell a mother's worse nightmare, that one of her kids was missing because one of them screwed with the wrong people. Yet it was Faith's job to tell Angela, she had the right to know. Although nobody even filed a missing report for Bosco, then again not to many people knew about it.
"Angela."
"We don't know anything at the time, but when we do, you'll be the first to know."
Faith was taken back by Gusler's sudden interruption and taking her off the spot with Angela Rose Boscorelli.
Angela's face spoke no words, it was a straight poker face, no emotions.
"Well I'm going to go and stay at a friends house for the night, I'll be calling you Faith.....I want any new leads you get."
Faith nodded her head. Angela continued to look at Faith and Gusler, looking for any clue to see if they knew anything else besides what they been telling her, satisfied she saw none she turned and walked away.
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Bosco's eyes fluttered open. He was greeted with complete darkness. His body doped up making everything messed up in his system and in his mind he began to panic without trying to rationalize the situation.
He jumped up but his legs were wobbly and standing on them wasn't helping. He sat back down and crawled towards the wall. Bosco could feel his entire body was shuddering with just the touch of damp air in the darkened small room. He couldn't take much more of this. Bosco wanted to call out for some kind of help but all he got out of his voice box was a simple tiny gasp of air.
Before he knew what was happening he could no longer move his body. It went stiff and he laid flat face on the floor not being able to move a single muscle not even knowing that his mind was just messing with him because of the drugs in his system.
All Bosco could think was, what in the hell was happening to him? Why was he out in the streets of New York City, and why was it pitch black.
It then struck him. His heart began to race, the beginning of that feeling of his chest tightening and not being able to breath properly. It came true, his chest tightened and he couldn't breath. Everything was crazy around him, he could hear the rumbling sound of something he had never in his life time ever heard before. It felt like it was getting closer and closer and the trembling feeling on the ground almost made him lose his footing until he realized he was still lying on the ground so he than tightened himself into a tight ball as he felt his life coming to an end.
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Mikey was there. He had found his brother. It was the only door closed so he tried his luck and opened it. There was Bosco curled in the corner, crying and mumbling something fierce as he swayed back and forth.
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Bosco stopped. The once pitch black was now lightening up and he could see again. He was no longer in the streets of downtown Manhattan where the World Trade Towers had collapsed.
He recognized where he was finally. He was on the rooftop of Hobart's apartment building. Bosco's once "non working legs" were working fine. He stood up and turned and looked at Mikey. But he didn't see his brother standing there, he just saw Glen Hobart.
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Mikey watched as Bosco stood up and turn around and look at him. He didn't know what to do or say, just watching every movement his brother made and began slowly moving towards Bosco.
"Hey Bro, let's go home. What do you say?"
Mikey kept his hands to his side to make sure he didn't scare his brother just in case he was tripping heavily.
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Bosco watched as Hobart pointed the gun at him. Then his mind pointed the gun at him. Then his mind flashed to the crazy guy in the apartment. Before he could do anything the man shot him and feeling the blow to his chest he fell backwards.
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Mikey expected anything from Bosco. But he could admit he really wasn't ready for his brother to get a pain look on his face and then fall backwards.
He had no time to catch his brother before he fell backwards and managed to collide into the wall hitting his head and then slumping against the wall.
Shaking his head Mikey bent over and picked up his brother and proceeded to carry his brother away from his living nightmare.
Thinking they had gotten away-undetected Mikey failed to see the small camera hidden up in the far corner, which captured everything.
TBC.