Sully sat on his sofa. His head was heavy and his heart felt heavier. The whisky he had drunk had done nothing to dull his pain.
He hadn't spoken to Faith since that night. He was sure she was avoiding him, and he wasn't sure that he blamed her. The whole thing was awkward and uncomfortable. He was sure he'd lost a friend and that was what hurt the most.
He could use a friend right now.
Tatiana was gone. All hers clothes, her makeup, everything. Gone.
He felt empty and alone. He poured himself another whisky.
How had things gotten this bad?
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Faith looked at her watch. Only 15 minutes till the end of the watch. She was relieved. Things had been awkward with Bosco today. He wouldn't meet her eyes and their conversations were stilted, formal. She hoped things would get back to normal soon. He was a pain in the ass sometimes, but he was a great friend who was always watching her back.
She hated not joking with him. Today hadn't felt natural.
Between that and trying to avoid Sully, she was tired. It was still so damn hot too. The kind of heat that drains your body. Makes you feel heavy and tired.
She couldn't wait for tonight. The kids were at Fred's mother's house and she was meeting an old friend for a drink.
Jane and Faith had been friends since high school. Jane was a grade school teacher and Faith sometimes thought out of the two of them Jane had the more dangerous job.
Jane was single and Faith sometimes envied her carefree lifestyle. No husband, no kids, no need to explain where she was going, why she was late. Jane had only herself to please.
They tried to meet up every couple of months, to have a few drinks and gossip.
Faith couldn't wait to unload herself on Jane. Jane would understand. She would give Faith a simple, common sense answer to her problem.
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They sat at a table later, both drinking vodka. Faith explained the Sully situation. "And then, if that's not bad enough, then Bosco decides to tell me that he loves me."
"Bosco, he's cute."
"Yeah, and you're drunk. Seriously Jane, that was the last thing I needed. It's made things as awkward as hell at work. And then there's trying to avoid Sully..."
Jane looked at her friend. "What do you want to do?"
"That's the thing," said Faith, "I really don't know."
"I love Fred, we've been through a lot together, we have two kids, we have history,"
"But Sully, Sully knows the job. He knows what it's like to kill somebody and have to live with that afterwards. He's been there at all the tough times. He understands that being a cop is who I am."
"Sounds like you've got a tough choice then, doesn't it."
That wasn't what Faith had wanted to hear. She had wanted Jane to tell her one way or the other, tell her what to do.
"I can't make your decisions for you Faith, only you can do that."
Faith knew she was right.
Jane raised her glass to her lips.
"Now, back to Bosco.."
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Faith let herself into the apartment, stumbling slightly as she did.
Fred was waiting on the sofa for her.
She bent to kiss him.
"Where the hell have you been?" He demanded.
"I told you, I was meeting Jane for a drink."
"Have you been off with your boyfriend Bosco?" Fred sneered, putting as much hatred as he could into the word Bosco. He hated him. His good looks, his cocky attitude. Most of all he resented the amount of time Bosco spent with his wife.
"Don't be stupid, Fred. I was out with Jane."
"Don't call me stupid, bitch."
Faith never saw the first punch coming.
He hadn't spoken to Faith since that night. He was sure she was avoiding him, and he wasn't sure that he blamed her. The whole thing was awkward and uncomfortable. He was sure he'd lost a friend and that was what hurt the most.
He could use a friend right now.
Tatiana was gone. All hers clothes, her makeup, everything. Gone.
He felt empty and alone. He poured himself another whisky.
How had things gotten this bad?
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Faith looked at her watch. Only 15 minutes till the end of the watch. She was relieved. Things had been awkward with Bosco today. He wouldn't meet her eyes and their conversations were stilted, formal. She hoped things would get back to normal soon. He was a pain in the ass sometimes, but he was a great friend who was always watching her back.
She hated not joking with him. Today hadn't felt natural.
Between that and trying to avoid Sully, she was tired. It was still so damn hot too. The kind of heat that drains your body. Makes you feel heavy and tired.
She couldn't wait for tonight. The kids were at Fred's mother's house and she was meeting an old friend for a drink.
Jane and Faith had been friends since high school. Jane was a grade school teacher and Faith sometimes thought out of the two of them Jane had the more dangerous job.
Jane was single and Faith sometimes envied her carefree lifestyle. No husband, no kids, no need to explain where she was going, why she was late. Jane had only herself to please.
They tried to meet up every couple of months, to have a few drinks and gossip.
Faith couldn't wait to unload herself on Jane. Jane would understand. She would give Faith a simple, common sense answer to her problem.
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They sat at a table later, both drinking vodka. Faith explained the Sully situation. "And then, if that's not bad enough, then Bosco decides to tell me that he loves me."
"Bosco, he's cute."
"Yeah, and you're drunk. Seriously Jane, that was the last thing I needed. It's made things as awkward as hell at work. And then there's trying to avoid Sully..."
Jane looked at her friend. "What do you want to do?"
"That's the thing," said Faith, "I really don't know."
"I love Fred, we've been through a lot together, we have two kids, we have history,"
"But Sully, Sully knows the job. He knows what it's like to kill somebody and have to live with that afterwards. He's been there at all the tough times. He understands that being a cop is who I am."
"Sounds like you've got a tough choice then, doesn't it."
That wasn't what Faith had wanted to hear. She had wanted Jane to tell her one way or the other, tell her what to do.
"I can't make your decisions for you Faith, only you can do that."
Faith knew she was right.
Jane raised her glass to her lips.
"Now, back to Bosco.."
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Faith let herself into the apartment, stumbling slightly as she did.
Fred was waiting on the sofa for her.
She bent to kiss him.
"Where the hell have you been?" He demanded.
"I told you, I was meeting Jane for a drink."
"Have you been off with your boyfriend Bosco?" Fred sneered, putting as much hatred as he could into the word Bosco. He hated him. His good looks, his cocky attitude. Most of all he resented the amount of time Bosco spent with his wife.
"Don't be stupid, Fred. I was out with Jane."
"Don't call me stupid, bitch."
Faith never saw the first punch coming.