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Rules and Broken Trust Chapter 16
The next day: 9 days missing...
"Faith what are you doing here?" Sully passing the window seeing her at a desk, stopped to speak to her, "I thought you were still out of town?"
Taking her eyes off the computer screen in front of her, "Hi to you too, Sully! And I was, but Swersky told me I could come in. Check on things, see if I could help." Eyeing him as he moved to the chair in front of the desk she was at, "So you and Davis in or out right now?"
"In," he grinned, "Ty's just finishing up some paperwork on a robbery. Find anything," motioning to the computer.
"No," she dropped the screens down, "I was just going over what everyone already put in. Trying to see if anything clicked, you know?" Leaning back, giving a stretch of her back, she met his eyes, then quickly looked away.
"Faith," Sully catching the look, changing the subject, "how's your back?" A slight grateful smile on her mouth, "Better, I'm still not ready for duty yet, but soon I hope. Doc says I only have to work 'a little harder'," giving a short laugh, "if I worked harder I'd be able to try out for the Olympics!"
"Hey, go for it!" Sully smacked his hand down on the chair arm as he stood up, "Well, I better go see what's taking Davis so long. How long are you gonna be, cause we'll be back in about an hour or so for shift change and to work on Bosco's case...."
"I'll be here," she nodded, "Fred and the kids are already asleep, so..."
"Okay, see you then!" Sully made his way to the door, pausing he looked back at her, "You couldn't have stopped it Faith."
Eyes on the computer screen, she never looked at him, "I know Sully, but that doesn't make me feel better, you know?"
Sighing heavily as he left the room, "Yeah, I know."
An hour later she rubbed her eye, sipping yet another cup of coffee. Something was bothering her about what she was reading. Nothing she could put her finger on exactly, just a nagging thought that was just out of reach. Standing she went to the file cabinet, pulling the hard copy of Vetresco's file. Flipping through the pages, she stopped, "Oh my god! Thats it!"
Sitting again at the desk, pulling the chair in close, she began to check the hard copy against what was in the computer, "There it is! Damn itt how could they miss that!"
On the phone to Swersky, "Sir I think I found something! Yes, okay. See you in a few minutes."
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The night before:
"So where is this surprise you promised me? And what is it you promised me?" Bosco following Vinny around the kitchen as he cleaned the table off and put the dishes in the dishwasher, was pestering him about the promised high.
"Damn Maurice," Vinny stopping short felt him run into him, "you keep this up you're gonna need detox! Back off already, I told you I would get it when I'm done! Now help or get out!"
"Oh alright!" snickering, knowing he was pushing Vinny's buttons but not really caring at the moment, Bosco grabbed up a plate and dumped the contents in the garbage can before tossing it down on the cabinet, "There, I helped, now hurry up!"
Vinny spun around on him, pushing him against the fridge, standing over him. Bosco flinched slightly, but not much, he'd begun to get over his fear of getting hit. Figuring Vinny out as he went along he'd learned for the most part what would get a slap or even a punch and what would be let go. Also learning as well that Vinny's hits were not as hard as he threatened them to be, in fact most were not really hits, more like warnings.
"Maurice," Vinny warned his voice dangerous, but his eyes light, "if you don't get out of this kitchen right now, you're going to be sorry." Lightly dragging the hand pushing against Bosco's chest downward, he stopped at his own belt, tugging on it gently, "Right here, right now, if you don't move it."
"But you said," Bosco continued, knowing that there was no threat now, knowing also that Vinny was going to give in on this, he had so far.
"Oh ALRIGHT ALREADY!" Vinny moved him aside, "go sit, NOW!"
Sitting in the kitchen chair making circles on the table with the salt shaker, he waited while Vinny went into the storage room. Eyeing the door waiting for him to return, 'This shit better be good. My buzz is wearing off fast.' The fact that he was waiting for someone to give him a high completely escaping him at the moment. All he cared about was escaping from his thoughts right now, and if getting high and or drunk was the only way to do it, then, 'Hey Mikey, I've taken your adivce, like you said, 'You never know Moe, you might like it,' well guess what bro? Moe likes it!' He was snickering again when Vinny returned, locking the door as always behind him.
Standing up and going to him quickly Bosco was grinning as Vinny handed him pills. Frowning as he looked in his hand at them, "Hey, this is the same stuff you've been giving me! Where's the new shit?"
"Its coming," Vinny going to the sink, pouring a glass of water for him, "be patient, I'm finishing this then I'll get it." Bosco followed him, eyes rolling until Vinny turned around almost catching him, then he was pretending to have something in his eye. Vinny shook his head knowing what he was doing, he'd caught him several times in the past couple of days but had been letting it go. Pushing him against the cabinet, he held up the water, leaning into him, "Drink this smart ass with your X and get out of here."
Blinking rapidly, smirking Bosco nodded downing the pills and water and slipped out from under him heading into the livingroom. Vinny reached out and smacked him in the back of his head softly, laughing, "I'll be done in a few, find something to do until then."
Rapidly going into the livingroom Bosco smirked, 'Find something to do? I know what I'd like to do you freak.' Going to the window finding it to dark to see out anymore he sighed, wondering what was going on with his Mom, or if anyone was still looking for him. Vinny had told him that he'd left a note in his apartment saying that he'd left town to think about things, and that Vinny had gone with him. Bosco hoped like hell that if he'd actually done that, that no one would believe it. Walking over to the stereo his high from earlier still in place as Vinny was now handing the shit out like candy anytime he held his hand out, waiting for the next one to kick in, he stared at the CD's, again sighing as he knew he was too bored to even look through them. But too wired to stand still for long he wandered around drifting in thought. Moving back a few days in memory....
"Wake up," Vinny's voice breaking through his fog, "come on Maurice wake up!" Rolling over to his back he tried to sit up, pushing him away. "Are you okay?" Vinny held him by the arm, helping him to his feet, "Why did you do that?"
Blinking slowly at him, Bosco shrugged his shoulders, "My job."
"Your what?" Vinny sat him down on the chair in the kitchen, putting an icepack in his hand, "what do you mean your job? It's your job to end up knocked out?"
"No," Bosco rubbed his jaw, placing the icepack against it, "my job to get the hell away from you."
Staring at him, Vinny lowered his head, "I told you what I would do if you hit me again. You know by now I won't kill you for it. That I could never do. But, I will hurt you so bad you'll wish I had. The next time you do that, and we're NOT having sex, I'll live up to that promise Maurice. You understand me?"
Nodding slightly, his mouth tight Bosco looked to the side, "Yea, I understand you."
"Good," Vinny stood, "now clean up that mess, I can't believe you did that. You waste food again like this and I swear you won't eat for 3 damn days...." Refering to the broken dishes and scattered dinner lying on the floor. Bosco having pitched a fit finally at his insistance on him eating with his hands and not being able to use a fork or knife. Vinny again winning the battle when Bosco ended up on the floor unconcious.
Back in the livingroom:
'Not having sex?' Bosco stared at the fireplace, 'Like I'm ever gonna do that with him! Guess I scared him though, huh? Sure the hell has left me alone since we got here, and I fought back. Course he was probably scared I'd kill myself and save him the trouble after that first night. Well I don't care why as long as he stays away. Kind of wish I'd not started taking the X shit, but hey as long as we're both happy, and he's thinking I'm 'coming around' I can take it. Just wonder what he's got planned for his little 'surprise'? Man if he knew or had any idea how much this shit makes me feel like doing anything he asks, he'd freaking croak! Good thing he doesn't. I understand now why they tell you to only take it with people you trust. Damn it makes you WANT to trust them." Rubbing his face with his hand feeling the scar from where the stitches had been, "I actually sat there and let him cut these out without even thinking about getting those scissors away from him! Should have stabbed him in his damn black heart, instead I sat there happy as a damn kid at a birthday party. And this cuddling thing? Oh my god I've lost my freaking mind! I actually let him do it, and fell asleep like it was something I do every damn day. Maybe I am losing my mind. But what the hell, right? Not like I'm ever going to get out of here if he really did what he claims. Who's going to be looking for me? Crap half my damn clothes and shit are here. Why wouldn't they believe it? I would. As long as he's happy, thinking that I will eventually come around I don't get beat the hell up, so if he wants to sit and fucking cuddle, shit, then so be it. I'll just deal with the crap later, when I get out of here. If I get out of here. Hell, I'd probably do any damn thing he wanted if it kept him from killing me. Hope he never figures that out. This whole thing of his, 'waiting' until I'm ready, best keep working. But I got a feeling I might be in for trouble soon with that.' Closing his eyes against the heat from the fireplace, 'What the hell am I going to do when he says its time? If I fight him again, he'll beat the living shit out of me. Yeah I'd probably get him good, but I'm not stupid enough to think that with the drugs and his size I'd win, then he'd get what he wanted anyway.'
Sitting a while longer, he felt the X working, smiling softly as he drifted with it, his thoughts fading from what might happen to just enjoying the warmth of the fire, the crackling and popping of the wood as it burned. Hearing a soft noise he opened his eyes, looking up to see Vinny staring at him, a smile on his face.
Bosco's stomach clenched as he saw the look in Vinny's eyes, 'Oh shit, oh no please,' as Vinny walked over and sat next to him, sliding one arm around him.
Walking into the livingroom, Vinny spotted him sitting by the fire quietly, eyes closed a small smile on his face. Smiling Vinny knew the double dose of X was doing exactly as he'd hoped. Bosco looked up as he saw him coming over, but didn't move. Sliding his arm around him as he sat, he held up a small glass of water, holding it out for him to take, "Your surprise, if you want it that is. Your choice."
Examining the water Bosco held it up, peering at him through the clear container, covering his fear at what he knew was coming with a smirk, "Oh yeah? What is it?"
"Do you really want to know?" Vinny smirked, "Or do you just want to feel great?"
"Yeah I want to know," Bosco crossed his eyes still looking at him through the glass as he did so.
"Liquid G," Vinny's short answer causing him to sputter, "WHAT?", his thoughts fuzzy but frightened, 'Oh shit, oh God what do I do?' "WHY?" Bosco shook his head no, at Vinny's smirk and raised eyebrow, "Oh hell no Vinny! I'm not taking this shit! NO WAY! Huh uh, not taking a sex drug, no freaking way man!" Holding the glass back out, trying to get him to take it, he was shaking his head no. Vinny could see the fear in his eyes, but he also saw the confusion, and played to it.
Nodding as if he expected that answer Vinny stood up, "Okay," taking the glass from him, "but remember, I offered. It would make it easier on you, mixing the two, but if you don't want, so be it."
"What's that suppose to mean?" Bosco growing suspicious stood up watching him warily, his thoughts 'Easy? No Vinny, its never going to be easy.'
"It means," Vinny turned back to him, his free hand reaching out, wrapping around the back of his head, fingers tangeling in his hair, pulling him close, "I'm tired of waiting. Tonight Maurice, tonight. This," holding up the glass for him to see, "can make it better for you, with the X you already took it can make it MUCH better. But like I told you, easy or hard, your choice. I like it both ways." Seeing the flash of panic in his eyes, Vinny laughed, "Geesh take it easy. I won't force it on you." Releasing him he handed him back the glass, "But if you don't want it, thats fine. I'll tell you this though, make up your mind its going to happen, sooner not later."
"What will it do to me?" Bosco knew of course, he was a cop, but he'd not actually taken it or used it before with anyone, 'oh no oh hell no, if I take this with X, I'm done for! He'll get anything he ask for...' Hands beginning to shake he gulped, beginning to breath rapidly.
"With the X?" Vinny grinned, "Make you wish you'd done it sooner, thats for damn sure. But don't worry, with or without it, I won't hurt you again, but," he stepped to him again, caressing his face, "I am going to be with you tonight. So you decide how you want that to happen. And if you take this, I'll take it too. And I promise, you'll decide what happens, and how fast or slow you want to go. It won't be like last time, this time you call the shots. But its going to be, so get use to the idea."
He walked away then, sitting down on the couch watching him as he looked first at the fire, then the glass in his hand, then at Vinny. Both fear and knowledge that Vinny meant what he said on his face. Vinny watched him swallow hard, and knew he'd made up his mind, a soft grin on his face as he knew Bosco would do what he wanted him to do, the week long drug and alcohol binge making him much more cooperative.
Moving his gaze from Vinny's grinning face to the glass in his hand, Bosco raised it and drank it down, 'if he's telling the truth maybe I can keep him from doing anything I don't want to do. Oh god I don't want to do any of this...'. Hands shaking harder now he sat back down on the hearth, waiting.
"Thats my love," Vinny rose again, going to the cabinet in the kitchen, returning with another small glass he raised it in salute, popped an X pill himself and tossed the liquid back. Setting it down on the endtable next to the couch he walked over to the stereo, selecting a few CD's. Soon music was drifting through the large room as he felt the first sensations from the drug. Turning slightly he glanced at Bosco, who was staring at the fire with a look of startled surprise on his face, Vinny grinning knowing the G was working on him now. Wondering if he would have as little resistance to this drugs effects as he'd had to the others. A full smile growing on his face, he certainly hoped so. _____________________________
Soon he got more than he'd bargained for...but such treatment of another persons mind and emotions comes at a high cost, something he would find out soon enough. __________________
Mind reeling at the incrediably intense sensations moving across his body, his skin on fire where Vinny's fingers now touched. Slowly dragging across his back under his shirt now, lifting the soft material up. Breath catching tight as the sweater teasing and tingling his skin, he raised his arms, them moving almost as if having a mind of their own, soft wool slipping over his chest, pulled off his head, tossed to the side. Chilled breeze from the draw for the fireplace rippling across his now bare flesh bringing a gasp from his mouth. He couldn't think, only feel, and feel was all he was doing right now.
Vinny smiled down at him, knowing what he was going through, feeling it himself. Though he was sure not to the same degree as Bosco. Turning him slowly around pulling him against his own bare chest, he moved his hands over him lingering as he felt him tense, then relaxing again lean back as if standing alone was too much now. His left hand teasing his nipple, then as he tensed again a small cry escaping him, moving it to gently clasp his throat under his chin, turning and lifting his face to him. His right hand sliding downwards over his taut belly, dancing over the buttons on his jeans, leaving them for the moment, sliding lower until grasping him softly he watched his eyes close as he arched back against him. Moans coming from them both now, the drugs full effects coming forth. Bosco was lost as Vinny knowing at just what point in the hit of X and G to approach him, had started with just a shoulder rub, moving into a back massage through his sweater and as Bosco began to become more pliant under its influence whispering to him softly.
Pulling him back against him as they sat next to the fire, rubbing his chest and stomach he'd finally pulled him up into this embrace. Lowering his mouth now, as he saw his lips part, mouth opening slightly in unrestrained unstoppable lust, keeping his own lips closed as he met him, allowing him as promised the choice of making the kiss more or less. Pressing gently at first, then harder as he met no resistance, his hand below squeezing a little harder as he felt him beneath his palm growing harder than the drug had already begun to make him.
Feeling Vinny's mouth on his, he remained relaxed, unable and at the moment with the fire in his body stoked by the unrelenting physical contact unquenched, unwilling to resist. As he was pressed against, the fire intensified until he found himself returning the kiss with passion, his tongue snaking upwards, surprising neither more than the other as he let go and went with the drugs influences. Now the hand on his cock began to work in earnest drawing cries of pleasure from him, his own hands drawing back holding tightly to Vinny's upper thighs as he felt him hard pressing against him.
Releasing him, Vinny taking his shoulders turned him to face him. Hands on his face, "Your pace love," slipping his hands around his back, lowering them slowly over his rear, gripping him tight for a moment, before moving around to the buttons on his jeans. Hesitating only for a few seconds, Bosco's hands were with Vinny's, rapidly undoing his own and helping Vinny with his. Dropping his jeans to his feet he stepped out as Vinny already having done so pulled him back close again his arms wrapping around him his hands again gripping his ass tightly before moving lower still, grasping him under his thighs lifting him as Bosco wrapped his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist, raising and lowering himself rubbing his cock against Vinny's hard stomach. It felt as if he had no control, was not the same person who'd been taken nearly 9 days ago..could it have been so short a time, and so long? He still felt this was wrong, some part of him that was hidden from this filled with revulsion, but that part was lost as the Liquid G and X did their work for Vinny and Bosco went with his body's needs instead of what his mind was trying to tell him.
Fire on skin, fingers teasing and thrilling. Cries of passion torn from both as Vinny got from him everything he'd hoped, and more. All inhibitions ripped down, cast off by the X, Bosco feeling as if he would ignite if he didn't cum soon became the aggressor. Vinny finding that tireless and fierce in his passons he gave as good as he got. Vinny slowing things down, or attempting to soon found himself being taken over and no longer in control of the situation, as Bosco making his own needs known pushed him down to the floor. Taking what he wanted, when and how he wanted. Much to Vinny's delight. But even as he was satisfied, Bosco soon found out that the drug didn't stop just because he'd cum.
Nearly two hours passed as the Liquid G and X combined brought them together again and again, until finally neither could take it and they stood together panting as they quenched their thirst with bottles of water and soda at the fridge, grinning like fools at one another. Still in its grips as both his dosage was higher and his tolerance was lower, Bosco downing a beer, his control completely lost, soon pulled him into the bedroom, and the shower before they ended up on the couch, Bosco having finally passed out from exhaustion as the drugs finally released him.
Spent finally, the drugs worn off, Bosco lay sound asleep, arm and leg thrown carelessly over Vinny's chest and leg, his head on Vinny's shoulder. Vinny smiled watching the fireplace die down to faint embers as he stroked his back gently hearing him breathing softly as he felt his chest rise and lower against his own. Believing himself to finally have won his love and trust he too fell asleep.
Though as was said before, such careless disregard for a person's emotions and mental state brings consequenses, as Vinny would soon discover.
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In the station house the next day: Still 9th day...
Faith waited as Swersky came into the office, "So what do you think you found?" Standing over her shoulder as she showed him the hard copy and compared it to the computer screen. "Damn how could I have missed that!" Swersky shoved his hand through his hair.
"Well," she looked back and up at him, "this came in a couple of days ago. Guess no one checked it against the papers. I'm going to look into it, just wanted to see if you saw the same thing."
"Yeah, I just can't believe we missed a cabin! Hell I thought it was a house and it was sold off when his Father passed away." Dave looked again at the screen, scowling, "Doesn't say where it is though...or is that something I missed too!"
"No sir," Faith shook her head, "you didn't miss it. But, I know how to find out. We just need to look in the record book for purchases and sales. Says here his Father bought it about what,,,um..1993? Is that a three?"
"Looks like one to me," he backed up, "you get on it. Let me know if he still owns it. I'll get Hampton's crew on it too. Maybe we just got lucky Faith!" Patting her on the shoulder as he turned and left the room she was picking up the phone, "Damn I hope so sir, I hope we did for Bosco's sake!" Mentally adding, "If he's still alive." Then kicking herself for thinking that.
A few hours later:
"You're kidding me?" Sully and Ty looked at each other, Sully commenting, "Where is it?"
"We still don't know," Swersky replied, "Registrars office won't be open until morning again. So we have to wait until then. But don't get too excited. We don't know where it is or where it was registered, or even if he still owns it. But its the first real lead we've gotten possibly so.."
"Hell yea!" Ty burst out, then added, "Sir, sorry."
"No, Ty," Swersky looking up at his outburst, "Hell yea is right what I was thinking. Hamptons' people are on it too, so lets not trip over each other. This is a real opportunity to work together for once and get it right, lets not mess this up people. Bosco's life may depend on it. I'll see you in the morning. Get out of here now and get some sleep, you may need it."
"Sure thing Lieu," Sully and Ty headed out of the office, Faith having already been sent home.
Dave sat back in his chair, about to head out himself, looking at the screen in front of him before he closed it down. The picture of Denver Starke pasted next to Bosco's haunting him. The resemblance was startling. The only real differences besides hair and eye color was Denver was around 6'2 and while thin still heavier than Bosco. Other than that, they could have been twins or at least brothers. 'What made him snap and think you were him Bosco? What did it that he couldn't tell you weren't him? Did he really kill him, do the things they claim? God I hope not, and if he didn't,' Dave mused as he closed the screens down, turning off his computer for the night, hoping against hope, 'then what the hell happened to Starke?'
His answers being ignored by the blank screen, Dave headed out, wondering if his wife would still be up, or if he'd be going home to a sleeping household.
Putting his hat on his head, slipping his coat on, he decided he didn't mind tonight if she was asleep already. For the first time in days he felt he himself might be able to sleep again.
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The next morning:
"Uhhmmm," Bosco coming awake finally, nearly rolled off the couch as he moved to stretch. Finding himself startled by the near fall, pulling himself back to it, at the same time feeling an arm tighten around him preventing him from falling. His body freezing, he raised his face quickly to see Vinny smiling down at him, beginning,"Good morni...", Vinny slid his arm and hand up Bosco's bare back, a frown beginning as he saw the shocked and horrified look on Bosco's face. The frown deepening as Bosco jumped up from the couch, looking around wildly, memories from the night flooding his now clear undrugged mind.
He was muttering, "Oh shit, oh shit, no, no, no. Oh god noooo!"
Vinny sat up the blanket being set aside as he tried to reach out to stop him. Bosco yanked his arm away from Vinny's touch, still talking to himself as he grabbed up his jeans trying quickly to pull them on. Hopping away as Vinny again tried to stop him, Bosco yelled out, "DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME! SON-OF-A-BITCH!" Dragging the jeans up he staggered around the opposite side of the coffeetable, snatching the sweater up off the floor not really sure why, then stopped. His face telling Vinny all as not looking at him he instead looked everywhere and nowhere as he continued to talk to himself.
"Oh god, oh god what did you do to me?" Bosco moaned tearing at the sweater in his hands, "Why did you make me do those things?" Tears started as he saw himself clearly in his mind, and the things they'd done while he was under the drugs influence. Suddenly screaming at Vinny, "HOW COULD YOU DO THAT? YOU KNEW WHAT IT WOULD DO! OH MY GOD!"
"Maurice," Vinny stood up, his voice angry at Bosco's reaction, "Calm the hell down! What is wrong with you? You had a choice! You are the one who took that stuff! I only offered it! I told you I wouldn't force it on you, now come here and calm down!" He started to reach out to him again as Bosco moved to leave, yanking backward moving again to put the coffeetable between them, Bosco continued screaming at him, "DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN! YOU FUCKING PERVERT!"
Vinny reaching across the coffeetable backhanded him across the mouth as hard as he could, "I SAID CALM THE HELL DOWN!"
Mouth bleeding Bosco came right back up, growling at him, "You ever touch me again, I'll fucking kill you! You ever come near me again, so help me god..."
Vinny interrupted him, quiet threat in his voice, his eyes furious, his words cutting to the core, "You were singing a different tune last night Maurice, I think it was MY name you were yelling, remember? And what I MADE YOU DO? You mean like when you were down on your knees, after all your protests before about how you'd never? Hell Maurice, I never guessed you'd swall..."
Without warning, Bosco leaped screaming , "SSOOONNNNOFFFAAABIIIITTTCCHH", flying across the coffeetable. Launching himself into Vinny's chest, a full tackle bringing them both down against the back of the couch.
The couch large as it was flipped over. Both men crashing to the hard plank floor.
Stunned, the back of his head slamming hard against the oak, Vinny at first could only protect his face against Bosco's raging attack. His mouth bleeding, lip again busted, Bosco rained down punishing blows on his chest and when he could reach through Vinny's upraised arms; his face. His rage was so great he didn't feel it at first when Vinny having enough, began to hit him back. Realizing quickly that Bosco wasn't going to go down easy this time, as soon as his head cleared enough for him to better defend himself, Vinny rolled, tossing him off.
Skidding across the polished floor on his shoulder, Bosco quickly flipping to his stomach jumped to his feet. Charging Vinny he kicked him square in the abdomen as Vinny rose to his knees. "OOOFFFHHHH!" Vinny found himself across the back of the overturned couch, looking up at Bosco, who was standing over him, ready to attack him again. In the seconds it took for him to react, Vinny kicked out in a sweeping motion, wiping Bosco off his feet. Head bouncing off the dining table, it was now Bosco's turn to lie stunned.
Gasping, Vinny got to his knees, then stood up, his chest heaving as he pulled in lungfulls of air, angrier than he thought he'd ever been, he stalked over to Bosco. Taking a handfull of hair in his hand, he pulled him up face to face, "I told you what I was going to do to you, LOVE, if you ever, EVER, EVER FUCKING HIT ME AGAIN!"
Bosco still stunned, rolled his gaze over to him, "fuck you, pervert..."
That was the last thing he remembered, for a long time.
When Vinny finished beating him, he tossed him down on the hardwood floor, standing straight again, he staggered over to his jeans, withdrawing a set of keys. Making his way back to Bosco, Vinny reached down, grabbing him by his wrist. Dragging his unconcious bleeding body behind him, he went to the locked storage room. Dropping him again, Vinny unlocked the door, swinging it wide, then he stopped. Shook his head as if to tell himself no, he closed it again. Relocking it.
This time he reached down, picking him up under the arms. Tossing him up over his shoulder he went instead to the second bedroom. Unlocking that door, he carried him through, tossing him on his back on the bed. There was no lamp or light bulb in this room or bathroom after Vinny got finished.
Heading back out the room, leaving the door open, knowing that Bosco wouldn't wake soon, he went to the living room. Pulling on his jeans, he grabbed his boots and jacket. Leaving the cabin he went to the shed. Returning several minutes later, he again went to the bedroom he'd dumped Bosco in.
When he finished, before he closed and locked the door, he glanced at the window. Now instead of a view similar to the master bedroom, when Bosco woke, if he woke, his view would only be a couple of sheets of plywood nailed to the wall.
"No Bosco," Vinny still angry commented as he closed the door, placing the padlock on the outside hasp, "fuck you."
Picking the couch up, setting it right, Vinny replaced the fallen items on the coffeetable. He again missed seeing the broken glass, his mind was not on the task at hand, but was thinking about how it could have been if Bosco had not gotten upset. Walking back into the kitchen, he looked around, sighing he set to work. There was alot of blood to clean up off the floor, and he hated scrubbing floors.
TBC...
Rules and Broken Trust Chapter 16
The next day: 9 days missing...
"Faith what are you doing here?" Sully passing the window seeing her at a desk, stopped to speak to her, "I thought you were still out of town?"
Taking her eyes off the computer screen in front of her, "Hi to you too, Sully! And I was, but Swersky told me I could come in. Check on things, see if I could help." Eyeing him as he moved to the chair in front of the desk she was at, "So you and Davis in or out right now?"
"In," he grinned, "Ty's just finishing up some paperwork on a robbery. Find anything," motioning to the computer.
"No," she dropped the screens down, "I was just going over what everyone already put in. Trying to see if anything clicked, you know?" Leaning back, giving a stretch of her back, she met his eyes, then quickly looked away.
"Faith," Sully catching the look, changing the subject, "how's your back?" A slight grateful smile on her mouth, "Better, I'm still not ready for duty yet, but soon I hope. Doc says I only have to work 'a little harder'," giving a short laugh, "if I worked harder I'd be able to try out for the Olympics!"
"Hey, go for it!" Sully smacked his hand down on the chair arm as he stood up, "Well, I better go see what's taking Davis so long. How long are you gonna be, cause we'll be back in about an hour or so for shift change and to work on Bosco's case...."
"I'll be here," she nodded, "Fred and the kids are already asleep, so..."
"Okay, see you then!" Sully made his way to the door, pausing he looked back at her, "You couldn't have stopped it Faith."
Eyes on the computer screen, she never looked at him, "I know Sully, but that doesn't make me feel better, you know?"
Sighing heavily as he left the room, "Yeah, I know."
An hour later she rubbed her eye, sipping yet another cup of coffee. Something was bothering her about what she was reading. Nothing she could put her finger on exactly, just a nagging thought that was just out of reach. Standing she went to the file cabinet, pulling the hard copy of Vetresco's file. Flipping through the pages, she stopped, "Oh my god! Thats it!"
Sitting again at the desk, pulling the chair in close, she began to check the hard copy against what was in the computer, "There it is! Damn itt how could they miss that!"
On the phone to Swersky, "Sir I think I found something! Yes, okay. See you in a few minutes."
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The night before:
"So where is this surprise you promised me? And what is it you promised me?" Bosco following Vinny around the kitchen as he cleaned the table off and put the dishes in the dishwasher, was pestering him about the promised high.
"Damn Maurice," Vinny stopping short felt him run into him, "you keep this up you're gonna need detox! Back off already, I told you I would get it when I'm done! Now help or get out!"
"Oh alright!" snickering, knowing he was pushing Vinny's buttons but not really caring at the moment, Bosco grabbed up a plate and dumped the contents in the garbage can before tossing it down on the cabinet, "There, I helped, now hurry up!"
Vinny spun around on him, pushing him against the fridge, standing over him. Bosco flinched slightly, but not much, he'd begun to get over his fear of getting hit. Figuring Vinny out as he went along he'd learned for the most part what would get a slap or even a punch and what would be let go. Also learning as well that Vinny's hits were not as hard as he threatened them to be, in fact most were not really hits, more like warnings.
"Maurice," Vinny warned his voice dangerous, but his eyes light, "if you don't get out of this kitchen right now, you're going to be sorry." Lightly dragging the hand pushing against Bosco's chest downward, he stopped at his own belt, tugging on it gently, "Right here, right now, if you don't move it."
"But you said," Bosco continued, knowing that there was no threat now, knowing also that Vinny was going to give in on this, he had so far.
"Oh ALRIGHT ALREADY!" Vinny moved him aside, "go sit, NOW!"
Sitting in the kitchen chair making circles on the table with the salt shaker, he waited while Vinny went into the storage room. Eyeing the door waiting for him to return, 'This shit better be good. My buzz is wearing off fast.' The fact that he was waiting for someone to give him a high completely escaping him at the moment. All he cared about was escaping from his thoughts right now, and if getting high and or drunk was the only way to do it, then, 'Hey Mikey, I've taken your adivce, like you said, 'You never know Moe, you might like it,' well guess what bro? Moe likes it!' He was snickering again when Vinny returned, locking the door as always behind him.
Standing up and going to him quickly Bosco was grinning as Vinny handed him pills. Frowning as he looked in his hand at them, "Hey, this is the same stuff you've been giving me! Where's the new shit?"
"Its coming," Vinny going to the sink, pouring a glass of water for him, "be patient, I'm finishing this then I'll get it." Bosco followed him, eyes rolling until Vinny turned around almost catching him, then he was pretending to have something in his eye. Vinny shook his head knowing what he was doing, he'd caught him several times in the past couple of days but had been letting it go. Pushing him against the cabinet, he held up the water, leaning into him, "Drink this smart ass with your X and get out of here."
Blinking rapidly, smirking Bosco nodded downing the pills and water and slipped out from under him heading into the livingroom. Vinny reached out and smacked him in the back of his head softly, laughing, "I'll be done in a few, find something to do until then."
Rapidly going into the livingroom Bosco smirked, 'Find something to do? I know what I'd like to do you freak.' Going to the window finding it to dark to see out anymore he sighed, wondering what was going on with his Mom, or if anyone was still looking for him. Vinny had told him that he'd left a note in his apartment saying that he'd left town to think about things, and that Vinny had gone with him. Bosco hoped like hell that if he'd actually done that, that no one would believe it. Walking over to the stereo his high from earlier still in place as Vinny was now handing the shit out like candy anytime he held his hand out, waiting for the next one to kick in, he stared at the CD's, again sighing as he knew he was too bored to even look through them. But too wired to stand still for long he wandered around drifting in thought. Moving back a few days in memory....
"Wake up," Vinny's voice breaking through his fog, "come on Maurice wake up!" Rolling over to his back he tried to sit up, pushing him away. "Are you okay?" Vinny held him by the arm, helping him to his feet, "Why did you do that?"
Blinking slowly at him, Bosco shrugged his shoulders, "My job."
"Your what?" Vinny sat him down on the chair in the kitchen, putting an icepack in his hand, "what do you mean your job? It's your job to end up knocked out?"
"No," Bosco rubbed his jaw, placing the icepack against it, "my job to get the hell away from you."
Staring at him, Vinny lowered his head, "I told you what I would do if you hit me again. You know by now I won't kill you for it. That I could never do. But, I will hurt you so bad you'll wish I had. The next time you do that, and we're NOT having sex, I'll live up to that promise Maurice. You understand me?"
Nodding slightly, his mouth tight Bosco looked to the side, "Yea, I understand you."
"Good," Vinny stood, "now clean up that mess, I can't believe you did that. You waste food again like this and I swear you won't eat for 3 damn days...." Refering to the broken dishes and scattered dinner lying on the floor. Bosco having pitched a fit finally at his insistance on him eating with his hands and not being able to use a fork or knife. Vinny again winning the battle when Bosco ended up on the floor unconcious.
Back in the livingroom:
'Not having sex?' Bosco stared at the fireplace, 'Like I'm ever gonna do that with him! Guess I scared him though, huh? Sure the hell has left me alone since we got here, and I fought back. Course he was probably scared I'd kill myself and save him the trouble after that first night. Well I don't care why as long as he stays away. Kind of wish I'd not started taking the X shit, but hey as long as we're both happy, and he's thinking I'm 'coming around' I can take it. Just wonder what he's got planned for his little 'surprise'? Man if he knew or had any idea how much this shit makes me feel like doing anything he asks, he'd freaking croak! Good thing he doesn't. I understand now why they tell you to only take it with people you trust. Damn it makes you WANT to trust them." Rubbing his face with his hand feeling the scar from where the stitches had been, "I actually sat there and let him cut these out without even thinking about getting those scissors away from him! Should have stabbed him in his damn black heart, instead I sat there happy as a damn kid at a birthday party. And this cuddling thing? Oh my god I've lost my freaking mind! I actually let him do it, and fell asleep like it was something I do every damn day. Maybe I am losing my mind. But what the hell, right? Not like I'm ever going to get out of here if he really did what he claims. Who's going to be looking for me? Crap half my damn clothes and shit are here. Why wouldn't they believe it? I would. As long as he's happy, thinking that I will eventually come around I don't get beat the hell up, so if he wants to sit and fucking cuddle, shit, then so be it. I'll just deal with the crap later, when I get out of here. If I get out of here. Hell, I'd probably do any damn thing he wanted if it kept him from killing me. Hope he never figures that out. This whole thing of his, 'waiting' until I'm ready, best keep working. But I got a feeling I might be in for trouble soon with that.' Closing his eyes against the heat from the fireplace, 'What the hell am I going to do when he says its time? If I fight him again, he'll beat the living shit out of me. Yeah I'd probably get him good, but I'm not stupid enough to think that with the drugs and his size I'd win, then he'd get what he wanted anyway.'
Sitting a while longer, he felt the X working, smiling softly as he drifted with it, his thoughts fading from what might happen to just enjoying the warmth of the fire, the crackling and popping of the wood as it burned. Hearing a soft noise he opened his eyes, looking up to see Vinny staring at him, a smile on his face.
Bosco's stomach clenched as he saw the look in Vinny's eyes, 'Oh shit, oh no please,' as Vinny walked over and sat next to him, sliding one arm around him.
Walking into the livingroom, Vinny spotted him sitting by the fire quietly, eyes closed a small smile on his face. Smiling Vinny knew the double dose of X was doing exactly as he'd hoped. Bosco looked up as he saw him coming over, but didn't move. Sliding his arm around him as he sat, he held up a small glass of water, holding it out for him to take, "Your surprise, if you want it that is. Your choice."
Examining the water Bosco held it up, peering at him through the clear container, covering his fear at what he knew was coming with a smirk, "Oh yeah? What is it?"
"Do you really want to know?" Vinny smirked, "Or do you just want to feel great?"
"Yeah I want to know," Bosco crossed his eyes still looking at him through the glass as he did so.
"Liquid G," Vinny's short answer causing him to sputter, "WHAT?", his thoughts fuzzy but frightened, 'Oh shit, oh God what do I do?' "WHY?" Bosco shook his head no, at Vinny's smirk and raised eyebrow, "Oh hell no Vinny! I'm not taking this shit! NO WAY! Huh uh, not taking a sex drug, no freaking way man!" Holding the glass back out, trying to get him to take it, he was shaking his head no. Vinny could see the fear in his eyes, but he also saw the confusion, and played to it.
Nodding as if he expected that answer Vinny stood up, "Okay," taking the glass from him, "but remember, I offered. It would make it easier on you, mixing the two, but if you don't want, so be it."
"What's that suppose to mean?" Bosco growing suspicious stood up watching him warily, his thoughts 'Easy? No Vinny, its never going to be easy.'
"It means," Vinny turned back to him, his free hand reaching out, wrapping around the back of his head, fingers tangeling in his hair, pulling him close, "I'm tired of waiting. Tonight Maurice, tonight. This," holding up the glass for him to see, "can make it better for you, with the X you already took it can make it MUCH better. But like I told you, easy or hard, your choice. I like it both ways." Seeing the flash of panic in his eyes, Vinny laughed, "Geesh take it easy. I won't force it on you." Releasing him he handed him back the glass, "But if you don't want it, thats fine. I'll tell you this though, make up your mind its going to happen, sooner not later."
"What will it do to me?" Bosco knew of course, he was a cop, but he'd not actually taken it or used it before with anyone, 'oh no oh hell no, if I take this with X, I'm done for! He'll get anything he ask for...' Hands beginning to shake he gulped, beginning to breath rapidly.
"With the X?" Vinny grinned, "Make you wish you'd done it sooner, thats for damn sure. But don't worry, with or without it, I won't hurt you again, but," he stepped to him again, caressing his face, "I am going to be with you tonight. So you decide how you want that to happen. And if you take this, I'll take it too. And I promise, you'll decide what happens, and how fast or slow you want to go. It won't be like last time, this time you call the shots. But its going to be, so get use to the idea."
He walked away then, sitting down on the couch watching him as he looked first at the fire, then the glass in his hand, then at Vinny. Both fear and knowledge that Vinny meant what he said on his face. Vinny watched him swallow hard, and knew he'd made up his mind, a soft grin on his face as he knew Bosco would do what he wanted him to do, the week long drug and alcohol binge making him much more cooperative.
Moving his gaze from Vinny's grinning face to the glass in his hand, Bosco raised it and drank it down, 'if he's telling the truth maybe I can keep him from doing anything I don't want to do. Oh god I don't want to do any of this...'. Hands shaking harder now he sat back down on the hearth, waiting.
"Thats my love," Vinny rose again, going to the cabinet in the kitchen, returning with another small glass he raised it in salute, popped an X pill himself and tossed the liquid back. Setting it down on the endtable next to the couch he walked over to the stereo, selecting a few CD's. Soon music was drifting through the large room as he felt the first sensations from the drug. Turning slightly he glanced at Bosco, who was staring at the fire with a look of startled surprise on his face, Vinny grinning knowing the G was working on him now. Wondering if he would have as little resistance to this drugs effects as he'd had to the others. A full smile growing on his face, he certainly hoped so. _____________________________
Soon he got more than he'd bargained for...but such treatment of another persons mind and emotions comes at a high cost, something he would find out soon enough. __________________
Mind reeling at the incrediably intense sensations moving across his body, his skin on fire where Vinny's fingers now touched. Slowly dragging across his back under his shirt now, lifting the soft material up. Breath catching tight as the sweater teasing and tingling his skin, he raised his arms, them moving almost as if having a mind of their own, soft wool slipping over his chest, pulled off his head, tossed to the side. Chilled breeze from the draw for the fireplace rippling across his now bare flesh bringing a gasp from his mouth. He couldn't think, only feel, and feel was all he was doing right now.
Vinny smiled down at him, knowing what he was going through, feeling it himself. Though he was sure not to the same degree as Bosco. Turning him slowly around pulling him against his own bare chest, he moved his hands over him lingering as he felt him tense, then relaxing again lean back as if standing alone was too much now. His left hand teasing his nipple, then as he tensed again a small cry escaping him, moving it to gently clasp his throat under his chin, turning and lifting his face to him. His right hand sliding downwards over his taut belly, dancing over the buttons on his jeans, leaving them for the moment, sliding lower until grasping him softly he watched his eyes close as he arched back against him. Moans coming from them both now, the drugs full effects coming forth. Bosco was lost as Vinny knowing at just what point in the hit of X and G to approach him, had started with just a shoulder rub, moving into a back massage through his sweater and as Bosco began to become more pliant under its influence whispering to him softly.
Pulling him back against him as they sat next to the fire, rubbing his chest and stomach he'd finally pulled him up into this embrace. Lowering his mouth now, as he saw his lips part, mouth opening slightly in unrestrained unstoppable lust, keeping his own lips closed as he met him, allowing him as promised the choice of making the kiss more or less. Pressing gently at first, then harder as he met no resistance, his hand below squeezing a little harder as he felt him beneath his palm growing harder than the drug had already begun to make him.
Feeling Vinny's mouth on his, he remained relaxed, unable and at the moment with the fire in his body stoked by the unrelenting physical contact unquenched, unwilling to resist. As he was pressed against, the fire intensified until he found himself returning the kiss with passion, his tongue snaking upwards, surprising neither more than the other as he let go and went with the drugs influences. Now the hand on his cock began to work in earnest drawing cries of pleasure from him, his own hands drawing back holding tightly to Vinny's upper thighs as he felt him hard pressing against him.
Releasing him, Vinny taking his shoulders turned him to face him. Hands on his face, "Your pace love," slipping his hands around his back, lowering them slowly over his rear, gripping him tight for a moment, before moving around to the buttons on his jeans. Hesitating only for a few seconds, Bosco's hands were with Vinny's, rapidly undoing his own and helping Vinny with his. Dropping his jeans to his feet he stepped out as Vinny already having done so pulled him back close again his arms wrapping around him his hands again gripping his ass tightly before moving lower still, grasping him under his thighs lifting him as Bosco wrapped his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist, raising and lowering himself rubbing his cock against Vinny's hard stomach. It felt as if he had no control, was not the same person who'd been taken nearly 9 days ago..could it have been so short a time, and so long? He still felt this was wrong, some part of him that was hidden from this filled with revulsion, but that part was lost as the Liquid G and X did their work for Vinny and Bosco went with his body's needs instead of what his mind was trying to tell him.
Fire on skin, fingers teasing and thrilling. Cries of passion torn from both as Vinny got from him everything he'd hoped, and more. All inhibitions ripped down, cast off by the X, Bosco feeling as if he would ignite if he didn't cum soon became the aggressor. Vinny finding that tireless and fierce in his passons he gave as good as he got. Vinny slowing things down, or attempting to soon found himself being taken over and no longer in control of the situation, as Bosco making his own needs known pushed him down to the floor. Taking what he wanted, when and how he wanted. Much to Vinny's delight. But even as he was satisfied, Bosco soon found out that the drug didn't stop just because he'd cum.
Nearly two hours passed as the Liquid G and X combined brought them together again and again, until finally neither could take it and they stood together panting as they quenched their thirst with bottles of water and soda at the fridge, grinning like fools at one another. Still in its grips as both his dosage was higher and his tolerance was lower, Bosco downing a beer, his control completely lost, soon pulled him into the bedroom, and the shower before they ended up on the couch, Bosco having finally passed out from exhaustion as the drugs finally released him.
Spent finally, the drugs worn off, Bosco lay sound asleep, arm and leg thrown carelessly over Vinny's chest and leg, his head on Vinny's shoulder. Vinny smiled watching the fireplace die down to faint embers as he stroked his back gently hearing him breathing softly as he felt his chest rise and lower against his own. Believing himself to finally have won his love and trust he too fell asleep.
Though as was said before, such careless disregard for a person's emotions and mental state brings consequenses, as Vinny would soon discover.
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In the station house the next day: Still 9th day...
Faith waited as Swersky came into the office, "So what do you think you found?" Standing over her shoulder as she showed him the hard copy and compared it to the computer screen. "Damn how could I have missed that!" Swersky shoved his hand through his hair.
"Well," she looked back and up at him, "this came in a couple of days ago. Guess no one checked it against the papers. I'm going to look into it, just wanted to see if you saw the same thing."
"Yeah, I just can't believe we missed a cabin! Hell I thought it was a house and it was sold off when his Father passed away." Dave looked again at the screen, scowling, "Doesn't say where it is though...or is that something I missed too!"
"No sir," Faith shook her head, "you didn't miss it. But, I know how to find out. We just need to look in the record book for purchases and sales. Says here his Father bought it about what,,,um..1993? Is that a three?"
"Looks like one to me," he backed up, "you get on it. Let me know if he still owns it. I'll get Hampton's crew on it too. Maybe we just got lucky Faith!" Patting her on the shoulder as he turned and left the room she was picking up the phone, "Damn I hope so sir, I hope we did for Bosco's sake!" Mentally adding, "If he's still alive." Then kicking herself for thinking that.
A few hours later:
"You're kidding me?" Sully and Ty looked at each other, Sully commenting, "Where is it?"
"We still don't know," Swersky replied, "Registrars office won't be open until morning again. So we have to wait until then. But don't get too excited. We don't know where it is or where it was registered, or even if he still owns it. But its the first real lead we've gotten possibly so.."
"Hell yea!" Ty burst out, then added, "Sir, sorry."
"No, Ty," Swersky looking up at his outburst, "Hell yea is right what I was thinking. Hamptons' people are on it too, so lets not trip over each other. This is a real opportunity to work together for once and get it right, lets not mess this up people. Bosco's life may depend on it. I'll see you in the morning. Get out of here now and get some sleep, you may need it."
"Sure thing Lieu," Sully and Ty headed out of the office, Faith having already been sent home.
Dave sat back in his chair, about to head out himself, looking at the screen in front of him before he closed it down. The picture of Denver Starke pasted next to Bosco's haunting him. The resemblance was startling. The only real differences besides hair and eye color was Denver was around 6'2 and while thin still heavier than Bosco. Other than that, they could have been twins or at least brothers. 'What made him snap and think you were him Bosco? What did it that he couldn't tell you weren't him? Did he really kill him, do the things they claim? God I hope not, and if he didn't,' Dave mused as he closed the screens down, turning off his computer for the night, hoping against hope, 'then what the hell happened to Starke?'
His answers being ignored by the blank screen, Dave headed out, wondering if his wife would still be up, or if he'd be going home to a sleeping household.
Putting his hat on his head, slipping his coat on, he decided he didn't mind tonight if she was asleep already. For the first time in days he felt he himself might be able to sleep again.
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The next morning:
"Uhhmmm," Bosco coming awake finally, nearly rolled off the couch as he moved to stretch. Finding himself startled by the near fall, pulling himself back to it, at the same time feeling an arm tighten around him preventing him from falling. His body freezing, he raised his face quickly to see Vinny smiling down at him, beginning,"Good morni...", Vinny slid his arm and hand up Bosco's bare back, a frown beginning as he saw the shocked and horrified look on Bosco's face. The frown deepening as Bosco jumped up from the couch, looking around wildly, memories from the night flooding his now clear undrugged mind.
He was muttering, "Oh shit, oh shit, no, no, no. Oh god noooo!"
Vinny sat up the blanket being set aside as he tried to reach out to stop him. Bosco yanked his arm away from Vinny's touch, still talking to himself as he grabbed up his jeans trying quickly to pull them on. Hopping away as Vinny again tried to stop him, Bosco yelled out, "DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME! SON-OF-A-BITCH!" Dragging the jeans up he staggered around the opposite side of the coffeetable, snatching the sweater up off the floor not really sure why, then stopped. His face telling Vinny all as not looking at him he instead looked everywhere and nowhere as he continued to talk to himself.
"Oh god, oh god what did you do to me?" Bosco moaned tearing at the sweater in his hands, "Why did you make me do those things?" Tears started as he saw himself clearly in his mind, and the things they'd done while he was under the drugs influence. Suddenly screaming at Vinny, "HOW COULD YOU DO THAT? YOU KNEW WHAT IT WOULD DO! OH MY GOD!"
"Maurice," Vinny stood up, his voice angry at Bosco's reaction, "Calm the hell down! What is wrong with you? You had a choice! You are the one who took that stuff! I only offered it! I told you I wouldn't force it on you, now come here and calm down!" He started to reach out to him again as Bosco moved to leave, yanking backward moving again to put the coffeetable between them, Bosco continued screaming at him, "DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN! YOU FUCKING PERVERT!"
Vinny reaching across the coffeetable backhanded him across the mouth as hard as he could, "I SAID CALM THE HELL DOWN!"
Mouth bleeding Bosco came right back up, growling at him, "You ever touch me again, I'll fucking kill you! You ever come near me again, so help me god..."
Vinny interrupted him, quiet threat in his voice, his eyes furious, his words cutting to the core, "You were singing a different tune last night Maurice, I think it was MY name you were yelling, remember? And what I MADE YOU DO? You mean like when you were down on your knees, after all your protests before about how you'd never? Hell Maurice, I never guessed you'd swall..."
Without warning, Bosco leaped screaming , "SSOOONNNNOFFFAAABIIIITTTCCHH", flying across the coffeetable. Launching himself into Vinny's chest, a full tackle bringing them both down against the back of the couch.
The couch large as it was flipped over. Both men crashing to the hard plank floor.
Stunned, the back of his head slamming hard against the oak, Vinny at first could only protect his face against Bosco's raging attack. His mouth bleeding, lip again busted, Bosco rained down punishing blows on his chest and when he could reach through Vinny's upraised arms; his face. His rage was so great he didn't feel it at first when Vinny having enough, began to hit him back. Realizing quickly that Bosco wasn't going to go down easy this time, as soon as his head cleared enough for him to better defend himself, Vinny rolled, tossing him off.
Skidding across the polished floor on his shoulder, Bosco quickly flipping to his stomach jumped to his feet. Charging Vinny he kicked him square in the abdomen as Vinny rose to his knees. "OOOFFFHHHH!" Vinny found himself across the back of the overturned couch, looking up at Bosco, who was standing over him, ready to attack him again. In the seconds it took for him to react, Vinny kicked out in a sweeping motion, wiping Bosco off his feet. Head bouncing off the dining table, it was now Bosco's turn to lie stunned.
Gasping, Vinny got to his knees, then stood up, his chest heaving as he pulled in lungfulls of air, angrier than he thought he'd ever been, he stalked over to Bosco. Taking a handfull of hair in his hand, he pulled him up face to face, "I told you what I was going to do to you, LOVE, if you ever, EVER, EVER FUCKING HIT ME AGAIN!"
Bosco still stunned, rolled his gaze over to him, "fuck you, pervert..."
That was the last thing he remembered, for a long time.
When Vinny finished beating him, he tossed him down on the hardwood floor, standing straight again, he staggered over to his jeans, withdrawing a set of keys. Making his way back to Bosco, Vinny reached down, grabbing him by his wrist. Dragging his unconcious bleeding body behind him, he went to the locked storage room. Dropping him again, Vinny unlocked the door, swinging it wide, then he stopped. Shook his head as if to tell himself no, he closed it again. Relocking it.
This time he reached down, picking him up under the arms. Tossing him up over his shoulder he went instead to the second bedroom. Unlocking that door, he carried him through, tossing him on his back on the bed. There was no lamp or light bulb in this room or bathroom after Vinny got finished.
Heading back out the room, leaving the door open, knowing that Bosco wouldn't wake soon, he went to the living room. Pulling on his jeans, he grabbed his boots and jacket. Leaving the cabin he went to the shed. Returning several minutes later, he again went to the bedroom he'd dumped Bosco in.
When he finished, before he closed and locked the door, he glanced at the window. Now instead of a view similar to the master bedroom, when Bosco woke, if he woke, his view would only be a couple of sheets of plywood nailed to the wall.
"No Bosco," Vinny still angry commented as he closed the door, placing the padlock on the outside hasp, "fuck you."
Picking the couch up, setting it right, Vinny replaced the fallen items on the coffeetable. He again missed seeing the broken glass, his mind was not on the task at hand, but was thinking about how it could have been if Bosco had not gotten upset. Walking back into the kitchen, he looked around, sighing he set to work. There was alot of blood to clean up off the floor, and he hated scrubbing floors.
TBC...