Chapter 13
Since Faith didn't drive to the deli and Bosco did, he really didn't have a choice than to offer Faith a ride with him to the house.
Sure it was only seven blocks but to make her walk would be rude and cruel, even for Bosco.
As they got into the car, Bosco started really regretting stuffing his face like he did with all of his lunch.
Sure he had been really pissed at Faith for her remark and he had only done it to spite her, but in his present condition it couldn't have been a more stupid thing to do.
Bosco got in behind the wheel and silently prayed that the volcano acting up in his stomach would not erupt before he could make his way to a bathroom.
Faith shut her door, and as she did Bosco slammed his and proceeded to peel out, tires screeching, eager to get to the precinct before it was too late.
"Would ya slow down Bosco," Faith said to him, "I understand that you are pissed at me but you don't have to go and get us both killed."
Bosco slowed a little but he was in a rush to get to the house before he tossed his cookies all over the damn car.
He was staring to get all shaky and sweat was dripping down his forehead.
Bosco started taking deep breaths and silently repeating over and over to himself, "I will not get sick, I will not get sick."
Faith just looked at him and shook her head.
He could be so damn stubborn.
She did not realize that Bosco was physically falling apart inside.
She just thought he was being an ass.
They pulled up to the precinct and Bosco didn't even wait for Faith as he bolted out of the car and up the steps of the 55.
"Jerk," Faith mumbled as she crossed the street and headed to the door.
Meanwhile inside the house, Bosco had blown past the Lieutenant and taken the stairs two at a time, almost knocking down several people that were in his way.
"Boscorelli!" the Lieutenant yelled at him, but he was already gone around the corner and didn't hear him.
Bosco busted through the door of the locker room and headed straight for the bathroom stalls not giving a damn if anyone was in his way.
There was no one around that Bosco could see as he tried to make it into the bathroom stall before throwing up.
He got about four steps from the door as he felt lunch coming back up.
"Oh shit," Bosco thought as he lunged for the toilet bowl.
He missed by a step as the puke landed all over the toilet seat and floor of the bathroom stall.
Bosco fell to his knees and leaned over and puked some more.
This time he made it into the toilet bowl, trying not to get it all over himself in the process.
Bosco had to hurry up and stop throwing up and clean up the mess all over the stall floor or else he was gonna get busted by whoever walked through that door next.
Bosco quickly stood up and noticed that he had vomit all over his pants.
"Damn it," Bosco said out loud.
When he had kneeled down, it was right in a pile of his own puke and he didn't even notice until now.
Bosco sighed.
He wondered if he had some clean pants in his locker, but first he had to worry about cleaning this mess up.
Faith entered the 55th precinct and was immediately stopped by the desk sergeant as she walked by.
"Lieu wants to see Bosco in his office so when you see him would you let him know?" he asked Faith.
"Yea sure thing Sarge," she replied.
"What did Bosco do now?" came a voice from behind her that Faith instantly recognized as Ty, arriving early for his shift too.
"Who knows, he's only been here five minutes, but he's gonna have to deal with me first because he's been an ass all day and I am not gonna stand for that!" Faith said to him as they walked up the stairs to the locker room.
"He's been acting weird for a couple of days now and then we go out to lunch today before shift and he's just being a total jerk to everyone and then he practically kills us driving here," Faith let loose on Ty; I am sorry, he gets me so worked up sometimes," she chuckled.
"That's OK Faith, I don't mind at all," Ty replied.
They were about to enter the locker room when Ty stopped to read some new posters that had been put up on the wall.
"I'll just be a minute, go ahead Faith,"he said to her.
Faith glanced at her watch.
It was only 2:20.
"Nah there's time, and besides if Bosco is in
there I am in no hurry to go in," she joked.
Bosco had finally stopped getting sick, more like he had willed himself to stop, after puking all over the floor.
He was gonna have to clean up all this mess real soon before someone walked in on him.
Bosco rushed out of the stall and grabbed a bunch of paper towels to clean with and a trash can that was sitting by the sinks.
Bosco went back into the stall and started wiping up all the puke on the floor.
He took toilet paper and cleaned off the seat, careful not to overflow the toilet.
The last thing he needed was for a puke filled toilet to flood everywhere.
Bosco examined the floor.
It looked clean enough to him, he thought, as he carried the garbage can back out to the locker room.
He quickly tried to wipe off his pants legs with wet paper towels but it was not working, just making an even bigger mess than before.
"As long as it just looks wet," Bosco thought, "and you cant tell its puke."
What Bosco didn't realize though was that the entire locker room smelled like vomit after his little episode.
He couldn't smell it because he had been around it for so long now.
Bosco looked at his watch.
2:20 P.M.
People would be coming in for the shift soon.
Bosco wished he could just lie down and go to sleep.
"Where is Faith? " he thought as he sat down on the bench in front of his locker.
"She must be pissed because she didn't follow me into the locker room," he thought.
He was going to have to kiss her ass for the whole shift after the way he acted earlier.
Ty and Faith were reading the wall when Faith suddenly remembered that Lieu wanted to see Bosco.
"Crap" she said, "I'm goin in Ty, I forgot to tell Bosco that Lieu needs to see him, Faith said as she turned to go into the locker room.
Bosco opened his locker to look for some clean pants.
There were none.
"Whatever," he thought too sick and tired to even care anymore.
"Maybe I should just go home," he thought.
He had a couple of sick days he was sure, shoot, he probably had them all; he never got sick.
Bosco lay back on the bench and closed his eyes.
He was so tired he didn't even hear Faith walk in.
Since Faith didn't drive to the deli and Bosco did, he really didn't have a choice than to offer Faith a ride with him to the house.
Sure it was only seven blocks but to make her walk would be rude and cruel, even for Bosco.
As they got into the car, Bosco started really regretting stuffing his face like he did with all of his lunch.
Sure he had been really pissed at Faith for her remark and he had only done it to spite her, but in his present condition it couldn't have been a more stupid thing to do.
Bosco got in behind the wheel and silently prayed that the volcano acting up in his stomach would not erupt before he could make his way to a bathroom.
Faith shut her door, and as she did Bosco slammed his and proceeded to peel out, tires screeching, eager to get to the precinct before it was too late.
"Would ya slow down Bosco," Faith said to him, "I understand that you are pissed at me but you don't have to go and get us both killed."
Bosco slowed a little but he was in a rush to get to the house before he tossed his cookies all over the damn car.
He was staring to get all shaky and sweat was dripping down his forehead.
Bosco started taking deep breaths and silently repeating over and over to himself, "I will not get sick, I will not get sick."
Faith just looked at him and shook her head.
He could be so damn stubborn.
She did not realize that Bosco was physically falling apart inside.
She just thought he was being an ass.
They pulled up to the precinct and Bosco didn't even wait for Faith as he bolted out of the car and up the steps of the 55.
"Jerk," Faith mumbled as she crossed the street and headed to the door.
Meanwhile inside the house, Bosco had blown past the Lieutenant and taken the stairs two at a time, almost knocking down several people that were in his way.
"Boscorelli!" the Lieutenant yelled at him, but he was already gone around the corner and didn't hear him.
Bosco busted through the door of the locker room and headed straight for the bathroom stalls not giving a damn if anyone was in his way.
There was no one around that Bosco could see as he tried to make it into the bathroom stall before throwing up.
He got about four steps from the door as he felt lunch coming back up.
"Oh shit," Bosco thought as he lunged for the toilet bowl.
He missed by a step as the puke landed all over the toilet seat and floor of the bathroom stall.
Bosco fell to his knees and leaned over and puked some more.
This time he made it into the toilet bowl, trying not to get it all over himself in the process.
Bosco had to hurry up and stop throwing up and clean up the mess all over the stall floor or else he was gonna get busted by whoever walked through that door next.
Bosco quickly stood up and noticed that he had vomit all over his pants.
"Damn it," Bosco said out loud.
When he had kneeled down, it was right in a pile of his own puke and he didn't even notice until now.
Bosco sighed.
He wondered if he had some clean pants in his locker, but first he had to worry about cleaning this mess up.
Faith entered the 55th precinct and was immediately stopped by the desk sergeant as she walked by.
"Lieu wants to see Bosco in his office so when you see him would you let him know?" he asked Faith.
"Yea sure thing Sarge," she replied.
"What did Bosco do now?" came a voice from behind her that Faith instantly recognized as Ty, arriving early for his shift too.
"Who knows, he's only been here five minutes, but he's gonna have to deal with me first because he's been an ass all day and I am not gonna stand for that!" Faith said to him as they walked up the stairs to the locker room.
"He's been acting weird for a couple of days now and then we go out to lunch today before shift and he's just being a total jerk to everyone and then he practically kills us driving here," Faith let loose on Ty; I am sorry, he gets me so worked up sometimes," she chuckled.
"That's OK Faith, I don't mind at all," Ty replied.
They were about to enter the locker room when Ty stopped to read some new posters that had been put up on the wall.
"I'll just be a minute, go ahead Faith,"he said to her.
Faith glanced at her watch.
It was only 2:20.
"Nah there's time, and besides if Bosco is in
there I am in no hurry to go in," she joked.
Bosco had finally stopped getting sick, more like he had willed himself to stop, after puking all over the floor.
He was gonna have to clean up all this mess real soon before someone walked in on him.
Bosco rushed out of the stall and grabbed a bunch of paper towels to clean with and a trash can that was sitting by the sinks.
Bosco went back into the stall and started wiping up all the puke on the floor.
He took toilet paper and cleaned off the seat, careful not to overflow the toilet.
The last thing he needed was for a puke filled toilet to flood everywhere.
Bosco examined the floor.
It looked clean enough to him, he thought, as he carried the garbage can back out to the locker room.
He quickly tried to wipe off his pants legs with wet paper towels but it was not working, just making an even bigger mess than before.
"As long as it just looks wet," Bosco thought, "and you cant tell its puke."
What Bosco didn't realize though was that the entire locker room smelled like vomit after his little episode.
He couldn't smell it because he had been around it for so long now.
Bosco looked at his watch.
2:20 P.M.
People would be coming in for the shift soon.
Bosco wished he could just lie down and go to sleep.
"Where is Faith? " he thought as he sat down on the bench in front of his locker.
"She must be pissed because she didn't follow me into the locker room," he thought.
He was going to have to kiss her ass for the whole shift after the way he acted earlier.
Ty and Faith were reading the wall when Faith suddenly remembered that Lieu wanted to see Bosco.
"Crap" she said, "I'm goin in Ty, I forgot to tell Bosco that Lieu needs to see him, Faith said as she turned to go into the locker room.
Bosco opened his locker to look for some clean pants.
There were none.
"Whatever," he thought too sick and tired to even care anymore.
"Maybe I should just go home," he thought.
He had a couple of sick days he was sure, shoot, he probably had them all; he never got sick.
Bosco lay back on the bench and closed his eyes.
He was so tired he didn't even hear Faith walk in.