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This song is based on the Three Doors Down song titled "Changes".
The song in this chapter is "Crawling" by Linkin Park and I do NOT own it!!
Bosco rolled over on his left side and faced his alarm clock. The red numbers flashed in front of him, telling him it was 7:30. He rolled onto his back and rubbed his temples while staring up at the ceiling. His head had been pounding for the past few days but he couldn't figure out why. He sat up and blinked. He had a disconnected feeling as he looked around the room.
He took a shower and ate, not really feeling well at all. When he was done he decided to turn the TV on though he really wasn't watching it. His mind was too focused on why he was feeling like he had a hangover, but he didn't drink the night before. He nodded and fell asleep on the couch.
~~
Faith stared at her watch as she finished putting her hair up and out of the way of her face. It was 2:55 and there was still no sign of Bosco.
Davis noticed his absence. "Where's Bosco?"
"Don't know, probably running late."
"Or maybe woke up somewhere and forgot where he was." Sully laughed as he walked out of the locker room.
A few seconds later Bosco barged in, duffel bag in hand.
"Speaking of the devil." Davis patted him on the back and followed Sully, amazed at how Bosco could pull it off, being late all of the time.
"How much time do I have?" Bosco emptied his bag and searched through it. He didn't even look up at Faith as he began to undress.
"Not long." She looked down at him, noticing how tired he looked. In fact, he even looked skinnier than before. She didn't want to mother him but she had to ask. "Boz, are you okay?"
He looked up from buttoning his shirt. "Yeah, why?" He arched his eyebrow as he looked in the mirror to straighten out his windblown hair.
"I was just wondering."
"What made you wonder?" He tied his boots and began to walk out the door, not even waiting for a response from her. He couldn't afford another tardy on his record.
~~
Bosco couldn't sit still through roll call. He shifted from side to side as he stared up at Swersky, who he wasn't really listening to. Faith glared at him as if he was her child but he ignored it. He was uncomfortable and miserable, and he didn't care what anyone thought about him.
"Eyes and ears open out there."
Faith stood up and approached Bosco's desk. "You ready to go?"
"Uh, yeah." He nodded and stood up, nausea over taking him instantly. "Check out two radios Faith, I gotta go to the restroom."
He opened the first available stall and puked out everything he had eaten that morning. He kneeled down and felt the acid coming up. After he was finished he sat down flat on the floor and leaned against the cold metal stall behind him.
Faith paced outside the restroom doors and waited. She noticed Sully and Davis and glanced at her watch.
"You guys see Bosco anywhere?"
"Uh, no. Why?" Davis answered her.
"He said he was using the restroom but he's been in there for like ten minutes."
Davis opened the door. "I'll check on him." He peeked in and noticed Bosco in the first stall, staring down at the floor. "Bosco?"
Bosco quickly looked up, wiping his mouth at the same time. "Yeah?"
"You okay man?" He noticed the vomit in the toilet and felt like throwing up himself.
"Yeah, just think it's the stomach virus." He stood up, his legs shaking as he walked towards the door.
"Okay man, Faith is waiting on you."
Bosco nodded and made his way out to the RMP.
~~
He opened the driver's side door and hesitated. "Uh, maybe you should drive."
"Okay. You sure you are feeling okay?"
Bosco sat down in the passenger seat and sighed. It felt good to sit down. "Yeah, I just think I'm coming down with something. I'll be fine." He nodded and leaned his head back.
"Okay."
~~
At lunch they decided to eat at Hong Kong Grill, somewhere they both enjoyed.
"I'll take the Mongolian Barbeque with a Dr. Pepper." Faith closed her menu and watched as Bosco squinted into his.
"Um, I'll take a small plate of fried rice and a water. Thanks." He handed both of the menus to the waiter and glanced at Faith. "What now?"
"You aren't hungry?"
He shook his head no and took a long drink of his water when the waiter brought them back. "Like I said, I think I'm coming down with the flu or something. Don't worry about it."
The waiter quickly brought the food out and Bosco glanced over his. He picked up his fork and brought it to his mouth. He couldn't help but notice how bad his hand was shaking. It was shaking so bad that all the rice fell off and back onto his plate. He tried it again but had no luck. Luckily Faith didn't notice.
"Faith, I'm gonna hit the head. Be right back."
He stared into the mirror across from him in the bathroom. His eyes had dark bags forming under them and his skin was pale. He ran some cold water over his face and savored how the water felt when it trickled over his skin. He picked up a paper towel and watched as his hand shook in front of him. He held it steady with his other hand.
"Bosco, you are going crazy. You are just tired." He spoke aloud to himself as he walked back to finish the food that really didn't look to intriguing to him.
"Everything okay?" Faith wiped her mouth and stared at his full plate of rice.
"Yeah, I had to piss like a race horse. Look, I'm not really hungry. Let's just pay the bill and get outta here. The smell is making my stomach turn."
~~
Bosco sat in front of his locker after shift change wondering what the hell was wrong with him. He tried to act normal as Faith walked in.
"See you later Faith." He got up to leave but she stopped him.
"Hey."
"Yeah?" He turned around to look at her.
"Go to the doctor or something. You don't need to be on the job if you have the flu okay?"
"You know I'm not going to go to the doctor. I'll be fine. I just need some shuteye. See you tomorrow Faith." He winked at her and left, a million thoughts racing through his mind.
Crawling
By: Linkin Park
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming, confusing
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling
I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Chorus
Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting, reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It's haunting how I can't seem...
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Chorus (Repeat until end)
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming, confusing
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling (Whispered during chorus)
This song is based on the Three Doors Down song titled "Changes".
The song in this chapter is "Crawling" by Linkin Park and I do NOT own it!!
Bosco rolled over on his left side and faced his alarm clock. The red numbers flashed in front of him, telling him it was 7:30. He rolled onto his back and rubbed his temples while staring up at the ceiling. His head had been pounding for the past few days but he couldn't figure out why. He sat up and blinked. He had a disconnected feeling as he looked around the room.
He took a shower and ate, not really feeling well at all. When he was done he decided to turn the TV on though he really wasn't watching it. His mind was too focused on why he was feeling like he had a hangover, but he didn't drink the night before. He nodded and fell asleep on the couch.
~~
Faith stared at her watch as she finished putting her hair up and out of the way of her face. It was 2:55 and there was still no sign of Bosco.
Davis noticed his absence. "Where's Bosco?"
"Don't know, probably running late."
"Or maybe woke up somewhere and forgot where he was." Sully laughed as he walked out of the locker room.
A few seconds later Bosco barged in, duffel bag in hand.
"Speaking of the devil." Davis patted him on the back and followed Sully, amazed at how Bosco could pull it off, being late all of the time.
"How much time do I have?" Bosco emptied his bag and searched through it. He didn't even look up at Faith as he began to undress.
"Not long." She looked down at him, noticing how tired he looked. In fact, he even looked skinnier than before. She didn't want to mother him but she had to ask. "Boz, are you okay?"
He looked up from buttoning his shirt. "Yeah, why?" He arched his eyebrow as he looked in the mirror to straighten out his windblown hair.
"I was just wondering."
"What made you wonder?" He tied his boots and began to walk out the door, not even waiting for a response from her. He couldn't afford another tardy on his record.
~~
Bosco couldn't sit still through roll call. He shifted from side to side as he stared up at Swersky, who he wasn't really listening to. Faith glared at him as if he was her child but he ignored it. He was uncomfortable and miserable, and he didn't care what anyone thought about him.
"Eyes and ears open out there."
Faith stood up and approached Bosco's desk. "You ready to go?"
"Uh, yeah." He nodded and stood up, nausea over taking him instantly. "Check out two radios Faith, I gotta go to the restroom."
He opened the first available stall and puked out everything he had eaten that morning. He kneeled down and felt the acid coming up. After he was finished he sat down flat on the floor and leaned against the cold metal stall behind him.
Faith paced outside the restroom doors and waited. She noticed Sully and Davis and glanced at her watch.
"You guys see Bosco anywhere?"
"Uh, no. Why?" Davis answered her.
"He said he was using the restroom but he's been in there for like ten minutes."
Davis opened the door. "I'll check on him." He peeked in and noticed Bosco in the first stall, staring down at the floor. "Bosco?"
Bosco quickly looked up, wiping his mouth at the same time. "Yeah?"
"You okay man?" He noticed the vomit in the toilet and felt like throwing up himself.
"Yeah, just think it's the stomach virus." He stood up, his legs shaking as he walked towards the door.
"Okay man, Faith is waiting on you."
Bosco nodded and made his way out to the RMP.
~~
He opened the driver's side door and hesitated. "Uh, maybe you should drive."
"Okay. You sure you are feeling okay?"
Bosco sat down in the passenger seat and sighed. It felt good to sit down. "Yeah, I just think I'm coming down with something. I'll be fine." He nodded and leaned his head back.
"Okay."
~~
At lunch they decided to eat at Hong Kong Grill, somewhere they both enjoyed.
"I'll take the Mongolian Barbeque with a Dr. Pepper." Faith closed her menu and watched as Bosco squinted into his.
"Um, I'll take a small plate of fried rice and a water. Thanks." He handed both of the menus to the waiter and glanced at Faith. "What now?"
"You aren't hungry?"
He shook his head no and took a long drink of his water when the waiter brought them back. "Like I said, I think I'm coming down with the flu or something. Don't worry about it."
The waiter quickly brought the food out and Bosco glanced over his. He picked up his fork and brought it to his mouth. He couldn't help but notice how bad his hand was shaking. It was shaking so bad that all the rice fell off and back onto his plate. He tried it again but had no luck. Luckily Faith didn't notice.
"Faith, I'm gonna hit the head. Be right back."
He stared into the mirror across from him in the bathroom. His eyes had dark bags forming under them and his skin was pale. He ran some cold water over his face and savored how the water felt when it trickled over his skin. He picked up a paper towel and watched as his hand shook in front of him. He held it steady with his other hand.
"Bosco, you are going crazy. You are just tired." He spoke aloud to himself as he walked back to finish the food that really didn't look to intriguing to him.
"Everything okay?" Faith wiped her mouth and stared at his full plate of rice.
"Yeah, I had to piss like a race horse. Look, I'm not really hungry. Let's just pay the bill and get outta here. The smell is making my stomach turn."
~~
Bosco sat in front of his locker after shift change wondering what the hell was wrong with him. He tried to act normal as Faith walked in.
"See you later Faith." He got up to leave but she stopped him.
"Hey."
"Yeah?" He turned around to look at her.
"Go to the doctor or something. You don't need to be on the job if you have the flu okay?"
"You know I'm not going to go to the doctor. I'll be fine. I just need some shuteye. See you tomorrow Faith." He winked at her and left, a million thoughts racing through his mind.
Crawling
By: Linkin Park
Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming, confusing
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling
I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Chorus
Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting, reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It's haunting how I can't seem...
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Chorus (Repeat until end)
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming, confusing
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling (Whispered during chorus)