Chapter 12
The waitress arrived at their table with their lunches, and it smelled so good to Faith that she felt her mouth watering.
Hot corned beef, she had been craving it since she went on that freakin diet two weeks ago.
The waitress set their food down in front of them, told then to enjoy their meal and left them to eat.
"Mmm," Faith said as she picked up her sandwich,"this smells so damn good."
Bosco cracked a smile at her then looked down at his own food.
The smell of his food wafted upwards making his stomach grumble with hunger, but at the same time, Bosco just didn't have the desire or appetite dig in and devour it like he usually would.
The thought of all of the grease on his cheeseburger was making Bosco nauseous.
Bosco picked up his burger and took a bite.
He chewed fast hoping that the nausea he was feeling would fade as soon as food hit his stomach.
He took a handful of fries and crammed them into his mouth.
"Starch drowns out grease," Bosco thought, hoping the fries weren't as greasy as the burger was.
"Damn Bos, take it easy there's no race," Faith said to him as he continued stuffing his face with fries.
"I just don't wanna be late for roll call again" Bosco said to her with a mouth full of food.
"Boz its like only 130," Faith replied, looking at her watch.
Bosco took a huge gulp of coke and sighed.
"I guess I am just a lot hungrier than I thought I was," he said to Faith, trying to cover the fact that he felt like his stomach was gonna implode at any given moment.
"Well, slow down will ya, I'm not exactly lookin to be stuck at the house with nothin to do an hour before we go on shift," Faith said to Bosco.
Bosco stood up suddenly.
"I'm gonna hit the head, Faith" he said as he turned quickly to go to the restroom.
"Please let no one be in here," Bosco whispered to himself as he pushed open the door to the men's bathroom.
There was only one guy at the sink, apparently just finishing up, because he nodded at Bosco and turned to leave just as Bosco stepped inside.
There were only two stalls in the bathroom and both of the doors were open.
Bosco was alone.
"Thank God," Bosco said out loud as he hurried up into a stall and shut the door.
Bosco had barely locked the door and turned around when he felt the food that he had just eaten come rushing back up from his stomach.
He leaned over and just in time as the vomit came violently pouring out of his mouth.
Bosco gagged, the bile stinging the back of his throat, as he threw up again.
His eyes were watering and as he threw up, Bosco felt the puke coming out of his nose too.
Bosco reached for some toilet paper to wipe his nose and mouth with.
He looked down into the toilet and gagged at the sight.
He threw up two more times, wiped his nose and mouth again, and flushed the toilet.
Bosco felt slightly better, now that the food was out of his system, yet he still wanted nothing more than to pass out right about that moment.
He stood up and leaned against the stall door.
Bosco wondered how long he had been in the bathroom.
It couldn't have been more than ten minutes, but he knew that Faith was gonna start wondering where he was if he didn't get back out there soon.
He leaned over the toilet again, feeling the awful heaves wracking his body once more.
Bosco thought he was gonna die if this kept up, he had never been this sick before.
He flushed the toilet one last time then walked out to the sinks.
He looked in the mirror and was slightly startled at his reflection.
Bosco wasn't sure it was possible, but he thought that he actually looked green in the face, he was so sick!
Well, it was more like greenish/gray skin mixed in with his already pasty white complexion.
Whatever the case, Bosco knew that Faith was gonna be all over him as soon as he got back to the table looking like he did then.
Bosco turned on the cold water and splashed it all over his face.
He rinsed his mouth out a couple of times, wishing he had some sort of breath mint to get rid of the disgusting taste in his mouth.
He rubbed his eyes a couple of times and slapped his own cheeks, trying to get some color back in them.
Bosco still looked really bad, but he went back out, halfway not caring at all what Faith thought, he felt so incredibly crappy.
He still felt like he was gonna puke again, but he knew that there was nothing to puke up in his stomach, so he tried to mentally tell himself that.
As he approached the table, Faith immediately sensed that something was wrong.
Bosco sat down and tried to act as normal as possible.
"Bosco are you all right?" Faith asked him, the concern obvious in her voice.
Bosco nodded at her as he took a small sip of his water.
"What happened? What the Hell took you so long?" she asked him.
"You were gone for like...ever in there Bos, our waitress even came back with the check cos she thought you left."
"Yea sorry I was talking to some old geezer in the can," Bosco lied. He went all soft on me, something about his wife just died blah blah blah...guess he assumed I was the caring type seein the uniform and all."
Bosco was looking at his food.
Faith knew that he was lying because he wouldn't look her in the eye.
She could always read him through those tough hazel eyes.
Tough as steel but she saw right through him when he looked at her with those eyes.
If only he would look at her right now.
"Bosco, look at me," Faith said.
"What Faith?" he said sternly, trying to act somewhat pissed off.
Bosco knew that she didn't believe what he had just told her.
He glanced at Faith's plate.
She had finished the rest of her lunch while he was experiencing Hell in the bathroom.
Good.
Bosco saw that as the perfect out for him not to have to finish his lunch.
"What's going on Bosco? Are you straight?" Faith asked him.
Bosco looked at his watch.
It was 2:00.
Damn had he really been in there for that long?
"Look Faith, lets just get out of here, go window shop before the shift OK?" Bosco said, hoping that she would go for that and get up to leave.
She did not.
Faith didn't move in her seat.
She was starting to get pissed at whatever game Bosco was trying to play.
"Aren't you gonna finish eating your food Boz, seein as you were so hungry and all before you ran off to converse with the restroom patrons," Faith sarcastically said to him.
Bosco heard the hostility in her voice.
Faith really had wanted to avoid confronting Bosco on his weird ass behavior the last couple of days, but it was like dangling steak in front of a lion; she could not resist.
It would just eat at her for the rest of the day if she did not get in front of this now, so she decided to push it a little.
"So, Bosco, C'mon eat up there, ya don't want to let a good meal go to waste."
Faith knew that she was gonna start something by pushing him, but she couldn't stop herself.
"All of those bad asses we may have to deal with today, even chase down, Bosco you need your energy and strength after yesterday," she said to him.
Ok so maybe that was going a little too far.
Bosco curled his lip.
SHE was not gonna get to him.
Not today.
He was in no mood to be fighting with Faith all shift long.
He didn't know if it was the anger bubbling inside of him from what she had just said, or the look of pure mockery on Faith's face, but Bosco picked up the remaining half of his cheeseburger and practically swallowed it whole.
He finished all of his fries and even the pickle too, in record time, chugged his coke, grabbed the bill, tossed some money down on the table and stood up.
"This is gonna be a great day!" he said sarcastically to Faith "LETS GO!"
Faith left her share of the bill on the table and stood up too.
She had an evil smirk on her face because she knew that she was getting to Bosco already and he wasn't gonna last.
She knew that he wasn't gonna last.
Faith was gonna break him and make him come clean, and it was gonna be soon.
She just didn't realize how soon.
The waitress arrived at their table with their lunches, and it smelled so good to Faith that she felt her mouth watering.
Hot corned beef, she had been craving it since she went on that freakin diet two weeks ago.
The waitress set their food down in front of them, told then to enjoy their meal and left them to eat.
"Mmm," Faith said as she picked up her sandwich,"this smells so damn good."
Bosco cracked a smile at her then looked down at his own food.
The smell of his food wafted upwards making his stomach grumble with hunger, but at the same time, Bosco just didn't have the desire or appetite dig in and devour it like he usually would.
The thought of all of the grease on his cheeseburger was making Bosco nauseous.
Bosco picked up his burger and took a bite.
He chewed fast hoping that the nausea he was feeling would fade as soon as food hit his stomach.
He took a handful of fries and crammed them into his mouth.
"Starch drowns out grease," Bosco thought, hoping the fries weren't as greasy as the burger was.
"Damn Bos, take it easy there's no race," Faith said to him as he continued stuffing his face with fries.
"I just don't wanna be late for roll call again" Bosco said to her with a mouth full of food.
"Boz its like only 130," Faith replied, looking at her watch.
Bosco took a huge gulp of coke and sighed.
"I guess I am just a lot hungrier than I thought I was," he said to Faith, trying to cover the fact that he felt like his stomach was gonna implode at any given moment.
"Well, slow down will ya, I'm not exactly lookin to be stuck at the house with nothin to do an hour before we go on shift," Faith said to Bosco.
Bosco stood up suddenly.
"I'm gonna hit the head, Faith" he said as he turned quickly to go to the restroom.
"Please let no one be in here," Bosco whispered to himself as he pushed open the door to the men's bathroom.
There was only one guy at the sink, apparently just finishing up, because he nodded at Bosco and turned to leave just as Bosco stepped inside.
There were only two stalls in the bathroom and both of the doors were open.
Bosco was alone.
"Thank God," Bosco said out loud as he hurried up into a stall and shut the door.
Bosco had barely locked the door and turned around when he felt the food that he had just eaten come rushing back up from his stomach.
He leaned over and just in time as the vomit came violently pouring out of his mouth.
Bosco gagged, the bile stinging the back of his throat, as he threw up again.
His eyes were watering and as he threw up, Bosco felt the puke coming out of his nose too.
Bosco reached for some toilet paper to wipe his nose and mouth with.
He looked down into the toilet and gagged at the sight.
He threw up two more times, wiped his nose and mouth again, and flushed the toilet.
Bosco felt slightly better, now that the food was out of his system, yet he still wanted nothing more than to pass out right about that moment.
He stood up and leaned against the stall door.
Bosco wondered how long he had been in the bathroom.
It couldn't have been more than ten minutes, but he knew that Faith was gonna start wondering where he was if he didn't get back out there soon.
He leaned over the toilet again, feeling the awful heaves wracking his body once more.
Bosco thought he was gonna die if this kept up, he had never been this sick before.
He flushed the toilet one last time then walked out to the sinks.
He looked in the mirror and was slightly startled at his reflection.
Bosco wasn't sure it was possible, but he thought that he actually looked green in the face, he was so sick!
Well, it was more like greenish/gray skin mixed in with his already pasty white complexion.
Whatever the case, Bosco knew that Faith was gonna be all over him as soon as he got back to the table looking like he did then.
Bosco turned on the cold water and splashed it all over his face.
He rinsed his mouth out a couple of times, wishing he had some sort of breath mint to get rid of the disgusting taste in his mouth.
He rubbed his eyes a couple of times and slapped his own cheeks, trying to get some color back in them.
Bosco still looked really bad, but he went back out, halfway not caring at all what Faith thought, he felt so incredibly crappy.
He still felt like he was gonna puke again, but he knew that there was nothing to puke up in his stomach, so he tried to mentally tell himself that.
As he approached the table, Faith immediately sensed that something was wrong.
Bosco sat down and tried to act as normal as possible.
"Bosco are you all right?" Faith asked him, the concern obvious in her voice.
Bosco nodded at her as he took a small sip of his water.
"What happened? What the Hell took you so long?" she asked him.
"You were gone for like...ever in there Bos, our waitress even came back with the check cos she thought you left."
"Yea sorry I was talking to some old geezer in the can," Bosco lied. He went all soft on me, something about his wife just died blah blah blah...guess he assumed I was the caring type seein the uniform and all."
Bosco was looking at his food.
Faith knew that he was lying because he wouldn't look her in the eye.
She could always read him through those tough hazel eyes.
Tough as steel but she saw right through him when he looked at her with those eyes.
If only he would look at her right now.
"Bosco, look at me," Faith said.
"What Faith?" he said sternly, trying to act somewhat pissed off.
Bosco knew that she didn't believe what he had just told her.
He glanced at Faith's plate.
She had finished the rest of her lunch while he was experiencing Hell in the bathroom.
Good.
Bosco saw that as the perfect out for him not to have to finish his lunch.
"What's going on Bosco? Are you straight?" Faith asked him.
Bosco looked at his watch.
It was 2:00.
Damn had he really been in there for that long?
"Look Faith, lets just get out of here, go window shop before the shift OK?" Bosco said, hoping that she would go for that and get up to leave.
She did not.
Faith didn't move in her seat.
She was starting to get pissed at whatever game Bosco was trying to play.
"Aren't you gonna finish eating your food Boz, seein as you were so hungry and all before you ran off to converse with the restroom patrons," Faith sarcastically said to him.
Bosco heard the hostility in her voice.
Faith really had wanted to avoid confronting Bosco on his weird ass behavior the last couple of days, but it was like dangling steak in front of a lion; she could not resist.
It would just eat at her for the rest of the day if she did not get in front of this now, so she decided to push it a little.
"So, Bosco, C'mon eat up there, ya don't want to let a good meal go to waste."
Faith knew that she was gonna start something by pushing him, but she couldn't stop herself.
"All of those bad asses we may have to deal with today, even chase down, Bosco you need your energy and strength after yesterday," she said to him.
Ok so maybe that was going a little too far.
Bosco curled his lip.
SHE was not gonna get to him.
Not today.
He was in no mood to be fighting with Faith all shift long.
He didn't know if it was the anger bubbling inside of him from what she had just said, or the look of pure mockery on Faith's face, but Bosco picked up the remaining half of his cheeseburger and practically swallowed it whole.
He finished all of his fries and even the pickle too, in record time, chugged his coke, grabbed the bill, tossed some money down on the table and stood up.
"This is gonna be a great day!" he said sarcastically to Faith "LETS GO!"
Faith left her share of the bill on the table and stood up too.
She had an evil smirk on her face because she knew that she was getting to Bosco already and he wasn't gonna last.
She knew that he wasn't gonna last.
Faith was gonna break him and make him come clean, and it was gonna be soon.
She just didn't realize how soon.