Chapter 5: Shots
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Another day of work. Yay. I love my job, don't get me wrong, but sometimes it can just be soooo annoying. Ya know? Atleast I get to see Bosco whenever he brings a perp in. He's working with Yokas. I don't like that. I trust Sasha, not Faith. Work with Sasha, not Faith. I have one of those feelings. A bad one. Bosco hasn't been in here for awhile. Shut up Maritza, he's fine. You worry to much.
I hear yelling and paniced voices downstairs. Oh god now what? I walk down and it just so happens I run into Sullivan who seems to be in a rush to get somewhere. "Hey what's going on?" I ask him. I can tell by the sigh and the look on his face he really wants to get going. To bad, I want answers damnit.
"Shootout..." he said and I can tell there's something he's keeping from me. But what? That is the question. I study his face as he shifts from foot to foot, anxious to get out there and probably help. Then it hits me. Bosco.
I sigh and lick my lips. I cross my arms in an attempt to keep some kinda power to me. "Is he in it?" I ask. He doesn't have to answer, I can tell by his look. Fuck. Shit. No. God damnit!
"Why do you care" he snaps at me. Oh no he did not just go there. He's trying to stick up for his friend. How sweet... Not. Bastard.
"Is he!?" I say a lil louder than I had planned. I can't help it. Bosco could be in trouble and I'm standing here with lard ass trying to get answers outta him. Sullivan nods. That's all I need to know before I take off out that door. I don't care about anything right now, but getting to Bosco.
I get in an unmarked car and take off. I'm not sure how I ended up getting there so fast, my body must've been working on it's own, my mind else where. I see Yokas looking around and I hold my breath. Where's Bosco. I jog over. "Yokas!" I scream. "Where is he?" I need to know. I don't think anyone understands how much I need to get to him. They'll never understand. Yokas looks at me surprised. I swear if something happens to him, I'll have Yokas and Sullivan's asses hanging in my living room.
"Cruz?" No I'm fucking Casper the friendly ghost. Dumbass. "I dunno... h-he took off... I can't find him... he's" she paniced looking around. Stupid. What kinda partner is she anyway? Throwing caution into the wind, I take off running through the gunfire. I dunno where I'm going, but I gotta get him. I gotta.
My legs begin to burn. I know I wasn't shot, but they still burn. I push that aside when I turn down an alley, now covered from the shots. I start to breath heavilly. I can't believe this... where the hell is he? I carefully peak around the corner, trying to spot Bosco and not get shot at the same time. Easier said than done. "BOSCO!" I figure he might hear me and respond. I really am stupid huh?
I see something crouched down under something off towards the other side where the shots aren't being fired. I try and get a better look. I can't see a face so I do what any good cop would know to do. Fortunately I'm not a cop.... I'm a sarge. That means I know more, so I look for the gun. It's an officers gun on the ground. So that's one of our officers. Very good Maritza. Looking again I see some of the badge number. 379? Who the fu........... oh my god. Bosco's badge number is 3379.
"No" I take off, running over. My heart's racing. I'm not sure if it's from being shot at, from running, or from knowing the man I love may be dead, hurt, or in trouble. Maybe a bit of all. But mostly number 3. I reach him and I can't believe what I'm seeing..............
TBC
Hahahahaha leaving you with that!
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Another day of work. Yay. I love my job, don't get me wrong, but sometimes it can just be soooo annoying. Ya know? Atleast I get to see Bosco whenever he brings a perp in. He's working with Yokas. I don't like that. I trust Sasha, not Faith. Work with Sasha, not Faith. I have one of those feelings. A bad one. Bosco hasn't been in here for awhile. Shut up Maritza, he's fine. You worry to much.
I hear yelling and paniced voices downstairs. Oh god now what? I walk down and it just so happens I run into Sullivan who seems to be in a rush to get somewhere. "Hey what's going on?" I ask him. I can tell by the sigh and the look on his face he really wants to get going. To bad, I want answers damnit.
"Shootout..." he said and I can tell there's something he's keeping from me. But what? That is the question. I study his face as he shifts from foot to foot, anxious to get out there and probably help. Then it hits me. Bosco.
I sigh and lick my lips. I cross my arms in an attempt to keep some kinda power to me. "Is he in it?" I ask. He doesn't have to answer, I can tell by his look. Fuck. Shit. No. God damnit!
"Why do you care" he snaps at me. Oh no he did not just go there. He's trying to stick up for his friend. How sweet... Not. Bastard.
"Is he!?" I say a lil louder than I had planned. I can't help it. Bosco could be in trouble and I'm standing here with lard ass trying to get answers outta him. Sullivan nods. That's all I need to know before I take off out that door. I don't care about anything right now, but getting to Bosco.
I get in an unmarked car and take off. I'm not sure how I ended up getting there so fast, my body must've been working on it's own, my mind else where. I see Yokas looking around and I hold my breath. Where's Bosco. I jog over. "Yokas!" I scream. "Where is he?" I need to know. I don't think anyone understands how much I need to get to him. They'll never understand. Yokas looks at me surprised. I swear if something happens to him, I'll have Yokas and Sullivan's asses hanging in my living room.
"Cruz?" No I'm fucking Casper the friendly ghost. Dumbass. "I dunno... h-he took off... I can't find him... he's" she paniced looking around. Stupid. What kinda partner is she anyway? Throwing caution into the wind, I take off running through the gunfire. I dunno where I'm going, but I gotta get him. I gotta.
My legs begin to burn. I know I wasn't shot, but they still burn. I push that aside when I turn down an alley, now covered from the shots. I start to breath heavilly. I can't believe this... where the hell is he? I carefully peak around the corner, trying to spot Bosco and not get shot at the same time. Easier said than done. "BOSCO!" I figure he might hear me and respond. I really am stupid huh?
I see something crouched down under something off towards the other side where the shots aren't being fired. I try and get a better look. I can't see a face so I do what any good cop would know to do. Fortunately I'm not a cop.... I'm a sarge. That means I know more, so I look for the gun. It's an officers gun on the ground. So that's one of our officers. Very good Maritza. Looking again I see some of the badge number. 379? Who the fu........... oh my god. Bosco's badge number is 3379.
"No" I take off, running over. My heart's racing. I'm not sure if it's from being shot at, from running, or from knowing the man I love may be dead, hurt, or in trouble. Maybe a bit of all. But mostly number 3. I reach him and I can't believe what I'm seeing..............
TBC
Hahahahaha leaving you with that!
