Chapter 3: Cops And Robbers
As Bosco and Sasha started to walk down the street, Sasha became cold. "Oh my god, it
most have dropped 20 degrees!" she exclaimed. "Here, take my jacket, you need more than me,"
Bosco said as he put his jacket on her. "Bosco, you do-," shs started. "No, that's ok. You still look
cold," he interrupted. He put his arm around her and warmed her up, "There you go, much better."
This is going better than I expected, Sasha said to herself. "So, Boscorelli, got any girlfriends?" Oops, that was not the best thing to say. Things were going great and i just ruined it!
"Um, no. Why do you care?" Damn it. There goes this realshonship, right down the toilet!
Uhhhhhh, well I'm-" they both started at once.
"Oh, you go first Bosco."
"Ok, well the thing is-"
"Wait, you're supposed to tell me to go first," Sasha says cutting him off.
"What? You tole me to go first so I did."
"Wow Bosco."
"What?"
"You are the biggest jack-"
"HELP US! HELP US! PLEASE!" yells an unfamiliar voice.
"What was that?" Bosco thought out loud.
"I don't know, it sounded like someone was in trouble," Sasha told him, "It came from over there."
They heard the yelling again and saw someone emerge from the darkness, she was bleeding from her side. "Help me please! They mugged us, they shot me and they shot my husband! There they are!" the woman shouted.
"Call an ambulance, I'll go get them!" Bosco said.
"No, Bosco! Don't go and play hero! Stay with the two victims and call for backup, they'll take take care of it, they need us more," Sasha said sympathetically.
"Please, stop them! I don't want them to do this to anyone el-," the woman fainted.
"I'm going, go take care of her and her husband until EMS gets here," he told her but she didn't move. "GO! NOW!" he yelled as he started to run after the two suspects. No, Bosco don't do this! Don't play hero, don't get shot again. "Miss? Miss?" Sasha checked her pulse. "Damn it," she saw the husband move. "Sir, are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm only hit in the arm, my wife, oh n-"
She interrupted him, "Sir hold the wound, stop the bleeding. I'm going to run down to the church and get some help! Call 911!" she said as she ran off to the church.
Meanwhile..................
Where could they be? They couldn't gotten far. I have to be careful, no gun, no partner, no backup. Wow, they might as well shoot me right now, Bosco though to himself. He heard a noise as he turned into a dark alley way.
"Hello? Hello? Oh no, not ag-" WHAM!
One of the perps had emerged, hitting Bosco in the head with a small pipe.
As Bosco and Sasha started to walk down the street, Sasha became cold. "Oh my god, it
most have dropped 20 degrees!" she exclaimed. "Here, take my jacket, you need more than me,"
Bosco said as he put his jacket on her. "Bosco, you do-," shs started. "No, that's ok. You still look
cold," he interrupted. He put his arm around her and warmed her up, "There you go, much better."
This is going better than I expected, Sasha said to herself. "So, Boscorelli, got any girlfriends?" Oops, that was not the best thing to say. Things were going great and i just ruined it!
"Um, no. Why do you care?" Damn it. There goes this realshonship, right down the toilet!
Uhhhhhh, well I'm-" they both started at once.
"Oh, you go first Bosco."
"Ok, well the thing is-"
"Wait, you're supposed to tell me to go first," Sasha says cutting him off.
"What? You tole me to go first so I did."
"Wow Bosco."
"What?"
"You are the biggest jack-"
"HELP US! HELP US! PLEASE!" yells an unfamiliar voice.
"What was that?" Bosco thought out loud.
"I don't know, it sounded like someone was in trouble," Sasha told him, "It came from over there."
They heard the yelling again and saw someone emerge from the darkness, she was bleeding from her side. "Help me please! They mugged us, they shot me and they shot my husband! There they are!" the woman shouted.
"Call an ambulance, I'll go get them!" Bosco said.
"No, Bosco! Don't go and play hero! Stay with the two victims and call for backup, they'll take take care of it, they need us more," Sasha said sympathetically.
"Please, stop them! I don't want them to do this to anyone el-," the woman fainted.
"I'm going, go take care of her and her husband until EMS gets here," he told her but she didn't move. "GO! NOW!" he yelled as he started to run after the two suspects. No, Bosco don't do this! Don't play hero, don't get shot again. "Miss? Miss?" Sasha checked her pulse. "Damn it," she saw the husband move. "Sir, are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm only hit in the arm, my wife, oh n-"
She interrupted him, "Sir hold the wound, stop the bleeding. I'm going to run down to the church and get some help! Call 911!" she said as she ran off to the church.
Meanwhile..................
Where could they be? They couldn't gotten far. I have to be careful, no gun, no partner, no backup. Wow, they might as well shoot me right now, Bosco though to himself. He heard a noise as he turned into a dark alley way.
"Hello? Hello? Oh no, not ag-" WHAM!
One of the perps had emerged, hitting Bosco in the head with a small pipe.