Chapter 11: Realization
It was one hell of a struggle for Bosco to sit up on his bed. His ribs were hurting so bad it was pure torture. Sully and Ty could see the clear pain in his face. Bosco didn't have a fresh change of cloths and was forced to put his old cloths back on. His shirt look like a rag, it was shredded in a few spots and covered with blood. Bosco struggled putting it on with his bandaged hands and the slight movements of raising his arms caused him to moan.
"Let me help you with that man." Ty said stepping forward.
"I got it" Bosco said trying again to lift his arms up and being caught by waves of pain through his ribs once again. It winded him too and he was now breathing heavier.
"Damn it Bosco let him help you. At this rate we won't even get you home before the ending of our shift," Sully said getting irritated.
"Fine" Bosco said throwing his arms down to his side. Ty lifted Bosco's shirt from his lap and carefully put Bosco's head through the shirt hole and lifted his arms slowly one at a time helping him get his shirt on with a little less discomfort.
"Damn Bosco they really fucked you up!" Ty said wincing at the site of Bosco's ribs.
"You tell anyone about this I will kick your ass!" Bosco said looking over at Sully.
Sully just rolled his eyes and looked at his watch.
"Thanks man" Bosco said nodding at Ty than looking down at his jeans.
Ty saw what he was looking at and shook his head. "Sorry, with those you are on your own!"
~~~~~ After another half hour they were ready to leave. Bosco had protested but Ty finally talked him into taking a wheelchair out to the RMP. It was that or Sully suggested he would carry him down like a baby.
The doctor gave Bosco her pager number and told him to call if he needed anything. "She so wants me" Bosco boasted all the way out of the hospital. Sully just rolled his eyes behind his back and Ty laughed.
~~~~~ Bosco was silent the whole ride home.
Ty kept trying to get Bosco's mind off things by talking about sports, but for once Bosco didn't even seem vaguely interested.
"You may want to call Faith when you get home Bosco she is really worried about you. Lieu gave her the day off I think she was headed home for awhile and than coming to see you at the hospital." Sully said looking at Bosco through his rear-view mirror.
Bosco just nodded in acknowledgment. "Hey mind stopping at the gas station? I don't have any milk at home." Bosco said looking out his side window.
Sully responded by turning his turn signal on.
"Want me to run in for ya?" Ty asked.
"No, I got it. I promise I will be quick." Bosco was slow at getting out the vehicle but surprisingly walked hurriedly into the gas station. ~~~~~
"What if whoever did this to him and killed Cruz comes back to finish him off?" Ty asked Sully.
"It is always a possibility. I think we should have an unmarked squad outside his apartment just in case." Sully said.
"Bosco already made it clear he doesn't want that." Ty said.
"Oh well, what he don't know won't hurt him."
"Do you believe him Sully?" Ty asked looking over at his partner.
"Yeah, yeah I do. I think Bosco was at the wrong place at the wrong time."
"Think he is hiding anything?"
Sully just shrugged. "I have known Bosco for years and with him you can just never tell."
~~~~~
Bosco came from the gas station carrying a brown paper bag that had a shape of a fifth of booze instead of milk.
"That jagoff!" Sully said disgusted. ~~~~~ "Enjoy your milk!" Sully huffed as Bosco got out of the RMP when they arrived in front of his building.
"Want us to come up and check things out?" Ty asked stepping out of the vehicle.
"Na, nothing to fear. I am a cop," Bosco said derisively.
"Want us to check up on you after our shift?" Sully questioned.
"No thank you kind Officer. Thanks for your hospitality. I do believe I will take a hot shower, drink half my bottle.ahh gallon of milk, and retire to bed." Bosco said smirking.
"Good to see you have not lost your winning personality." Sully said. "Lets go Davis duty calls".
"Catch you later bro, be safe." Ty said nodding at Bosco.
"Thanks a lot guys. I mean it." Bosco said nodding back to Ty and tilting his head to look Sully in the eyes briefly. ~~~~~ Faith arrived at Mercy around 10:30 pm after she put the kids to bed. She was surprised to see Bosco had checked himself out already. Why would he check out and not even bother telling her? It probably just slipped his mind since he had been through so much. She decided to swing by his crib. ~~~~~ Bosco swallowed another big gulp of whiskey and laid his head back to rest on his coach cushion. He had already drunk well over half the bottle and the room was spinning. His apartment was still trashed. The only thing he made effort to do was push his coach back up to its rightful position, and that took plenty of exertion. The booze was doing its part though, blocking out physical and mental pain.
He looked down at the bloodied shirt he was wearing and felt nauseas. Ignoring all pain that was left he pulled the shirt off him and threw it on the floor. He grabbed the knitted blanket that was always tossed on the back of his coach and wrapped it around his shoulders. Bosco passed out with the bottle between his legs.
~~~~~ Someone knocked on Bosco's door lightly but it was enough to startle him. He pulled his head up heart racing again and listened but did not hear anything. He noticed the bottle in his lap and immediately took another swig to circum to sleep again, away from all the unwanted thoughts and pain.
Than he heard another knock, causing his heart rate to intensify again and he jumped up and staggered to the door. He was breathing weighty, irregular breaths again and was almost to frightened to look through his peep hole.
"Who's out there?" He slurred.
"It is me Bosco, Faith can I come in?"
He sighed heavy and unlocked his door opening it up widely.
"Damn Faith you sure know who to scare a guy!" Bosco said moving to the right motioning for her to step inside.
She noticed the bottle in his hand, but wasn't gonna start a lecture on why he should not be drinking. He looked so bad, so bruised and sore. She could tell by the way he stood he was hurtin'. He was not wearing a shirt, exposing his badly bruised chest and injured ribs.
Faith walked into his apartment as Bosco shut the door and locked it behind him.
"It is not safe for you to come here Faith," Bosco said staggering back to his coach. He took another swig of his bottle and set it on the floor almost knocking it over.
"Well I was worried. You didn't tell me you were not gonna stay at the hospital." Faith said looking around at the mess.
"Yeah, sorry bout that. Sully and Davis gave me a ride home." Bosco said arranging himself on the coach gracelessly than wrapping his blanket back around him.
"Yeah, how did that go?" Faith questioned wondering if she should of even came over.
"Fine. I think Sully enjoyed giving me a ride home. Me being in the back of his squad car probably gave him pleasure. Surprised he didn't cuff me." Bosco half-laughed.
"Your sick you know that?" Faith said smiling looking over at him. He looked so weak and pale. She just wanted to embrace him and tell him it would be okay. She could never do that unless he initiated it. Why? Why couldn't she? She felt her palms getting sweaty and she felt self- conscious.
"You wanna talk Boz?" She said calmly.
"There is nothing to talk about Faith. I killed her. It is my entire fault. I screwed up like I always do, nothing new." Bosco said looking instantly depressed.
"This was not your fault." Faith said sitting down next to him. She boldly reached forwards and wrapped her arms around his neck. Bosco hesitated at first, but than leaned into Faith and began weeping once again. He didn't mean to do this to Faith. He loved her so much and it felt so good to let things out when she was around, almost too good. ~~~~~
TBC! Not sure if I am going "there" or not! Should I? LOL!
It was one hell of a struggle for Bosco to sit up on his bed. His ribs were hurting so bad it was pure torture. Sully and Ty could see the clear pain in his face. Bosco didn't have a fresh change of cloths and was forced to put his old cloths back on. His shirt look like a rag, it was shredded in a few spots and covered with blood. Bosco struggled putting it on with his bandaged hands and the slight movements of raising his arms caused him to moan.
"Let me help you with that man." Ty said stepping forward.
"I got it" Bosco said trying again to lift his arms up and being caught by waves of pain through his ribs once again. It winded him too and he was now breathing heavier.
"Damn it Bosco let him help you. At this rate we won't even get you home before the ending of our shift," Sully said getting irritated.
"Fine" Bosco said throwing his arms down to his side. Ty lifted Bosco's shirt from his lap and carefully put Bosco's head through the shirt hole and lifted his arms slowly one at a time helping him get his shirt on with a little less discomfort.
"Damn Bosco they really fucked you up!" Ty said wincing at the site of Bosco's ribs.
"You tell anyone about this I will kick your ass!" Bosco said looking over at Sully.
Sully just rolled his eyes and looked at his watch.
"Thanks man" Bosco said nodding at Ty than looking down at his jeans.
Ty saw what he was looking at and shook his head. "Sorry, with those you are on your own!"
~~~~~ After another half hour they were ready to leave. Bosco had protested but Ty finally talked him into taking a wheelchair out to the RMP. It was that or Sully suggested he would carry him down like a baby.
The doctor gave Bosco her pager number and told him to call if he needed anything. "She so wants me" Bosco boasted all the way out of the hospital. Sully just rolled his eyes behind his back and Ty laughed.
~~~~~ Bosco was silent the whole ride home.
Ty kept trying to get Bosco's mind off things by talking about sports, but for once Bosco didn't even seem vaguely interested.
"You may want to call Faith when you get home Bosco she is really worried about you. Lieu gave her the day off I think she was headed home for awhile and than coming to see you at the hospital." Sully said looking at Bosco through his rear-view mirror.
Bosco just nodded in acknowledgment. "Hey mind stopping at the gas station? I don't have any milk at home." Bosco said looking out his side window.
Sully responded by turning his turn signal on.
"Want me to run in for ya?" Ty asked.
"No, I got it. I promise I will be quick." Bosco was slow at getting out the vehicle but surprisingly walked hurriedly into the gas station. ~~~~~
"What if whoever did this to him and killed Cruz comes back to finish him off?" Ty asked Sully.
"It is always a possibility. I think we should have an unmarked squad outside his apartment just in case." Sully said.
"Bosco already made it clear he doesn't want that." Ty said.
"Oh well, what he don't know won't hurt him."
"Do you believe him Sully?" Ty asked looking over at his partner.
"Yeah, yeah I do. I think Bosco was at the wrong place at the wrong time."
"Think he is hiding anything?"
Sully just shrugged. "I have known Bosco for years and with him you can just never tell."
~~~~~
Bosco came from the gas station carrying a brown paper bag that had a shape of a fifth of booze instead of milk.
"That jagoff!" Sully said disgusted. ~~~~~ "Enjoy your milk!" Sully huffed as Bosco got out of the RMP when they arrived in front of his building.
"Want us to come up and check things out?" Ty asked stepping out of the vehicle.
"Na, nothing to fear. I am a cop," Bosco said derisively.
"Want us to check up on you after our shift?" Sully questioned.
"No thank you kind Officer. Thanks for your hospitality. I do believe I will take a hot shower, drink half my bottle.ahh gallon of milk, and retire to bed." Bosco said smirking.
"Good to see you have not lost your winning personality." Sully said. "Lets go Davis duty calls".
"Catch you later bro, be safe." Ty said nodding at Bosco.
"Thanks a lot guys. I mean it." Bosco said nodding back to Ty and tilting his head to look Sully in the eyes briefly. ~~~~~ Faith arrived at Mercy around 10:30 pm after she put the kids to bed. She was surprised to see Bosco had checked himself out already. Why would he check out and not even bother telling her? It probably just slipped his mind since he had been through so much. She decided to swing by his crib. ~~~~~ Bosco swallowed another big gulp of whiskey and laid his head back to rest on his coach cushion. He had already drunk well over half the bottle and the room was spinning. His apartment was still trashed. The only thing he made effort to do was push his coach back up to its rightful position, and that took plenty of exertion. The booze was doing its part though, blocking out physical and mental pain.
He looked down at the bloodied shirt he was wearing and felt nauseas. Ignoring all pain that was left he pulled the shirt off him and threw it on the floor. He grabbed the knitted blanket that was always tossed on the back of his coach and wrapped it around his shoulders. Bosco passed out with the bottle between his legs.
~~~~~ Someone knocked on Bosco's door lightly but it was enough to startle him. He pulled his head up heart racing again and listened but did not hear anything. He noticed the bottle in his lap and immediately took another swig to circum to sleep again, away from all the unwanted thoughts and pain.
Than he heard another knock, causing his heart rate to intensify again and he jumped up and staggered to the door. He was breathing weighty, irregular breaths again and was almost to frightened to look through his peep hole.
"Who's out there?" He slurred.
"It is me Bosco, Faith can I come in?"
He sighed heavy and unlocked his door opening it up widely.
"Damn Faith you sure know who to scare a guy!" Bosco said moving to the right motioning for her to step inside.
She noticed the bottle in his hand, but wasn't gonna start a lecture on why he should not be drinking. He looked so bad, so bruised and sore. She could tell by the way he stood he was hurtin'. He was not wearing a shirt, exposing his badly bruised chest and injured ribs.
Faith walked into his apartment as Bosco shut the door and locked it behind him.
"It is not safe for you to come here Faith," Bosco said staggering back to his coach. He took another swig of his bottle and set it on the floor almost knocking it over.
"Well I was worried. You didn't tell me you were not gonna stay at the hospital." Faith said looking around at the mess.
"Yeah, sorry bout that. Sully and Davis gave me a ride home." Bosco said arranging himself on the coach gracelessly than wrapping his blanket back around him.
"Yeah, how did that go?" Faith questioned wondering if she should of even came over.
"Fine. I think Sully enjoyed giving me a ride home. Me being in the back of his squad car probably gave him pleasure. Surprised he didn't cuff me." Bosco half-laughed.
"Your sick you know that?" Faith said smiling looking over at him. He looked so weak and pale. She just wanted to embrace him and tell him it would be okay. She could never do that unless he initiated it. Why? Why couldn't she? She felt her palms getting sweaty and she felt self- conscious.
"You wanna talk Boz?" She said calmly.
"There is nothing to talk about Faith. I killed her. It is my entire fault. I screwed up like I always do, nothing new." Bosco said looking instantly depressed.
"This was not your fault." Faith said sitting down next to him. She boldly reached forwards and wrapped her arms around his neck. Bosco hesitated at first, but than leaned into Faith and began weeping once again. He didn't mean to do this to Faith. He loved her so much and it felt so good to let things out when she was around, almost too good. ~~~~~
TBC! Not sure if I am going "there" or not! Should I? LOL!