In Facking Love

Chapter 28 - Going Out

(Continued from last chapter -
Friday, May, 13th, 2016)

When we got to the hospital the doctors did a rape kit, and took pictures of my bruises that were around my body. Once they were done, I got to leave. I was taking to Bosco who was in the hospital, when Bobby pulled me over.

"Yo Jen can we talk to you?" Ty asked, and I walked over to him.

"Sure? What's up?" I asked.

"You know the shooting you guys had yesterday? Kid named Nathan" Ty said.

"We had a patient who was shot, but I don't know a Nathan" I said.

"He goes but Puppet" Sully said, and I recognized the name.

"Oh, yeah" I said.

"Well a witness said his brother pulled a gun out on you two" Sully said.

"What?!" Bosco said, and walked over to us.

"It's was nothing" I said.

"Your kidding me" Bobby said.

"Do you guys have a description?" Ty asked pulling out his pen, and paper.

"Look Sully the boy was scared, I don't wanna go anywhere with this" I said.

"Yo wait a minute, someone pulled a gun out on you?" Bosco asked.

"It was nothing, I don't think we should do anything about it. I've been through enough yesterday" I said.

"Tan, eleven years old, track pants, Um.. Navy blue jacket, gray hat" Bobby said, and Ty wrote it down on his paper.

"I said I didn't want to pursue it" I said.

"So don't, I will" Bobby said, and kept giving information to Ty. I rolled my eyes, and sighed. Ugh!!

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After Bobby, and I left the hospital I drove to Nathan's house. I didn't want to have Nathan's brother go to jail at such a young age so maybe if he sees his brother in the hospital full of tubes he'd get the message.

I had knocked on the door of Nathan's apartment, and his mother opened the door. She didn't seem to care much that her son was in the hospital, or that the cops are looking for her other eleven year old son that's in a gang. I had left her the firehouse number just in case she decided to change her mind, and then I left.

Bobby, and I had three other calls today but they were simple things. No one got shot today, and no on pulled a gun out on us again. After I clocked out for the day I started walking down the street to go home but Bosco's car pulled up besides me.

"I'll take you home, get in" Bosco said with a smile, and I walked over, opening up the passenger door, then hopped in his car.

"Thanks" I said, and buckled my seat belt then he started driving.

"Do you still wanna go out tonight?" Bosco asked while still focused on the road.

"Sure, I'm down" I said.

"Okay" Bosco said, and glanced at his watch. "How about I drop you off, and then pick you up at nine?" Bosco asked.