Faith and I had to go back to the house later that night to finish up paperwork on the shootout we had just endured. My arm was sore; you'd think the bullet went all the way through.
"Bosco how's your arm?" Swersky greeted us at the front desk when we walked through the double doors.
"Great." I walked up the stairs to my desk and didn't even wait on Faith. She was busy talking on the phone to who I'm guessing was Fred. The tension between us was evident all throughout the day and I could tell she knew. The only time I really spoke to her was when she would ask me a question, other than that I kept silent. She came in the room about 10 minutes later. I was already half way through my paperwork by that time.
"Damn Boz, you in a hurry to get home or something?"
"Something like that." I kept my eyes on the report sheet.
"Boz, you wanna talk about something? I'm here if you need to talk."
"Everything's fine." My voice let out an annoying tone.
"Okay, it's just that you haven't really talked to me today."
"I've got a lot of crap on my mind right now. You are making it worse." I stood up and put my jacket on. Damn, the woman could be so annoying sometimes. I went straight home to my empty house and turned on the TV to Nickelodeon.
****
When I woke up the next day my arm was sore. I took the bandage off and looked at it. It looked infected, it was red and swollen. I gently put some Neosporin on it and wrapped it in gauze. I never thought a scratch from a bullet could hurt so badly but it did. I made it into work around 2:45.
I beat Faith in for once and changed quickly so I could avoid her. She'd probably try and mother me like she always did and I just don't think I could handle it right about now. Unfortunately, I wasn't quick enough getting dressed, she walked in a few minutes after I did. She didn't look at me or acknowledge me; maybe she got the hint that I just didn't want to talk to her. Our relationship isn't the same.
****
"Boz, Swersky assigned us to hooker patrol, where you taking us?"
I sighed and parked the car. Hooker patrol, my favorite thing in the whole world. I got out of the car and leaned against the hood, it was a nice day so I wanted to be out in it.
Faith followed me, her eyes focusing on the side street where several women stood. "Are we okay Boz?"
"What?"
"Are we okay? I feel like you are mad at me about something."
"I'm not. How many times do I have to tell you?" I looked at her, my anger reaching its end.
"Okay, then talk to me. Do something. I don't think I can handle the silence."
I just stared at her and than back down at my feet. She really had no clue.
"5-5 David, respond to 102 W. Willshire Street, caller advises a building is collapsing. Fire Department has been notified."
"10-4."
****
When we got there the building was already collapsing. I stared up at the 4th story window where someone was screaming for help.
"Help me! I have a baby up here!"
I looked at Faith who was also staring up at the trapped lady.
"Okay ma'am, don't panic. The fire department is on the way." Faith yelled up at her, as if the lady was really listening.
"Faith, we don't have enough time. That building is fixing to fall."
"What?"
"I'm gonna go get them out. She's got a kid up there."
"Boz, the fire department is coming, wait for them."
"No, by then they will be dead."
I ran to the entrance of the building where I had to dodge two bricks that fell right beside me. Faith followed me.
"I thought you didn't want to come in." I looked back at her before entering the building.
"You are gonna need some help."
I jumped over a pile of already fallen concrete and made my way up the unstable stairs. Faith trailed me; I could feel her hand on my hip. I could tell she was scared but then again, so was I. If we didn't do something, they were going to die. I could hear the cries from the baby and the screaming from whom I'm guessing was the mother. As we reached the top step the stairs collapsed, causing Faith and I to fall. Luckily I grabbed the railing and I was able to muster up enough strength to pull both Faith and I up to the floor. I sat for a second, trying to catch my breath and calm Faith down at the same time.
"You alright?" I looked at Faith and wiped some of the hair out of her eyes.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She was able to push the words out between breaths.
****
Latrell's POV
We arrived at the call and I noticed a cop car parked, but no cops were on the scene. I looked at both Doc and Carlos who both looked scared.
"That's 55-David." Doc pointed towards the car.
"So where is Bosco and Yokas?" Carlos hopped out of the squad and walked towards the car.
Sully and Davis approached the car also.
"Knowing Bosco they are probably inside the building." Sully scratched his head, his gravelly voice sent fear through my body.
Sully queued his radio, "Bosco, Yokas, where are you guys?"
"We are in the building. There's a lady and a kid up here." I heard Bosco's voice, he sounded shook up.
****
Bosco's POV
I could feel the wood creak under my knees as Faith and I both crawled towards the to civilians. I was so scared; somehow I knew the building was about to fall. I grabbed the baby and wrapped him up in my jacket. He was crying lightly.
"What is his name?" I pointed down at him.
"Kevin."
After those words wore spoken I felt the building give out and all four of us were sent into a free fall towards the first story of the building. Once we landed I could remember nothing else but rubble falling hard up against my back. I heard the screaming of the lady and the painful cries coming from Faith. I could feel blood gushing from my face but all I could think about was Kevin and if he was okay. I couldn't see anything, it was dark. We were trapped underneath 10 stories worth of building and no way to get out.
****
Latrell's POV
I could hear Jimmy screaming from the fire truck. "It collapsed! The building collapsed!" He ran to the fire truck and grabbed his equipment. The fire lieutenant stopped him, "Jimmy, wait. The building is still unstable."
"But we got cops in there!"
"Who?"
"Bosco and Faith. A kid and lady are also in there."
"What were Bosco and Faith doing in there?"
"Lieu, I don't know. All I know is we gotta get them outta there or they are going to suffocate."
"Bosco how's your arm?" Swersky greeted us at the front desk when we walked through the double doors.
"Great." I walked up the stairs to my desk and didn't even wait on Faith. She was busy talking on the phone to who I'm guessing was Fred. The tension between us was evident all throughout the day and I could tell she knew. The only time I really spoke to her was when she would ask me a question, other than that I kept silent. She came in the room about 10 minutes later. I was already half way through my paperwork by that time.
"Damn Boz, you in a hurry to get home or something?"
"Something like that." I kept my eyes on the report sheet.
"Boz, you wanna talk about something? I'm here if you need to talk."
"Everything's fine." My voice let out an annoying tone.
"Okay, it's just that you haven't really talked to me today."
"I've got a lot of crap on my mind right now. You are making it worse." I stood up and put my jacket on. Damn, the woman could be so annoying sometimes. I went straight home to my empty house and turned on the TV to Nickelodeon.
****
When I woke up the next day my arm was sore. I took the bandage off and looked at it. It looked infected, it was red and swollen. I gently put some Neosporin on it and wrapped it in gauze. I never thought a scratch from a bullet could hurt so badly but it did. I made it into work around 2:45.
I beat Faith in for once and changed quickly so I could avoid her. She'd probably try and mother me like she always did and I just don't think I could handle it right about now. Unfortunately, I wasn't quick enough getting dressed, she walked in a few minutes after I did. She didn't look at me or acknowledge me; maybe she got the hint that I just didn't want to talk to her. Our relationship isn't the same.
****
"Boz, Swersky assigned us to hooker patrol, where you taking us?"
I sighed and parked the car. Hooker patrol, my favorite thing in the whole world. I got out of the car and leaned against the hood, it was a nice day so I wanted to be out in it.
Faith followed me, her eyes focusing on the side street where several women stood. "Are we okay Boz?"
"What?"
"Are we okay? I feel like you are mad at me about something."
"I'm not. How many times do I have to tell you?" I looked at her, my anger reaching its end.
"Okay, then talk to me. Do something. I don't think I can handle the silence."
I just stared at her and than back down at my feet. She really had no clue.
"5-5 David, respond to 102 W. Willshire Street, caller advises a building is collapsing. Fire Department has been notified."
"10-4."
****
When we got there the building was already collapsing. I stared up at the 4th story window where someone was screaming for help.
"Help me! I have a baby up here!"
I looked at Faith who was also staring up at the trapped lady.
"Okay ma'am, don't panic. The fire department is on the way." Faith yelled up at her, as if the lady was really listening.
"Faith, we don't have enough time. That building is fixing to fall."
"What?"
"I'm gonna go get them out. She's got a kid up there."
"Boz, the fire department is coming, wait for them."
"No, by then they will be dead."
I ran to the entrance of the building where I had to dodge two bricks that fell right beside me. Faith followed me.
"I thought you didn't want to come in." I looked back at her before entering the building.
"You are gonna need some help."
I jumped over a pile of already fallen concrete and made my way up the unstable stairs. Faith trailed me; I could feel her hand on my hip. I could tell she was scared but then again, so was I. If we didn't do something, they were going to die. I could hear the cries from the baby and the screaming from whom I'm guessing was the mother. As we reached the top step the stairs collapsed, causing Faith and I to fall. Luckily I grabbed the railing and I was able to muster up enough strength to pull both Faith and I up to the floor. I sat for a second, trying to catch my breath and calm Faith down at the same time.
"You alright?" I looked at Faith and wiped some of the hair out of her eyes.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She was able to push the words out between breaths.
****
Latrell's POV
We arrived at the call and I noticed a cop car parked, but no cops were on the scene. I looked at both Doc and Carlos who both looked scared.
"That's 55-David." Doc pointed towards the car.
"So where is Bosco and Yokas?" Carlos hopped out of the squad and walked towards the car.
Sully and Davis approached the car also.
"Knowing Bosco they are probably inside the building." Sully scratched his head, his gravelly voice sent fear through my body.
Sully queued his radio, "Bosco, Yokas, where are you guys?"
"We are in the building. There's a lady and a kid up here." I heard Bosco's voice, he sounded shook up.
****
Bosco's POV
I could feel the wood creak under my knees as Faith and I both crawled towards the to civilians. I was so scared; somehow I knew the building was about to fall. I grabbed the baby and wrapped him up in my jacket. He was crying lightly.
"What is his name?" I pointed down at him.
"Kevin."
After those words wore spoken I felt the building give out and all four of us were sent into a free fall towards the first story of the building. Once we landed I could remember nothing else but rubble falling hard up against my back. I heard the screaming of the lady and the painful cries coming from Faith. I could feel blood gushing from my face but all I could think about was Kevin and if he was okay. I couldn't see anything, it was dark. We were trapped underneath 10 stories worth of building and no way to get out.
****
Latrell's POV
I could hear Jimmy screaming from the fire truck. "It collapsed! The building collapsed!" He ran to the fire truck and grabbed his equipment. The fire lieutenant stopped him, "Jimmy, wait. The building is still unstable."
"But we got cops in there!"
"Who?"
"Bosco and Faith. A kid and lady are also in there."
"What were Bosco and Faith doing in there?"
"Lieu, I don't know. All I know is we gotta get them outta there or they are going to suffocate."