How could an Angel Break My Heart?

Chapter 4

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Authors Note: The last chapter was pretty slack I know but on the bright side, after this one only two chapters left and this story fades to the back pages of ff.net never to be seen or heard from again ( I guess I could have put the next chapter into this one but then it would be to long and blah blah plus it needs some more editing so for now this will do.

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He noticed how his key sounded hollow in the lock and he winced at the noise. On the other side of the door there should have been a light hum from the stereo and the noise of soft padded paws as they rushed to the door. By his side Faith should have been standing talking about her day not really paying any attention to him as he opened the door. He'd then grab her hand and pull her into a kiss as Sam jumped at there feet greeting them home from a long day at work but instead he opened the door to a darkened apartment that showed no signs of anyone living there except for a half empty scotch bottle that rested on the kitchen counter that separated the kitchen from the living room.

He didn't think he would ever get use to her not being there. Day after day he kept asking himself how he could have been so stupid? For ever allowing himself to fall for her. She was his best friend, right there he should have known better but he was Bosco and he could handle this. What could go wrong?

'Yeah right,'

Then to let her give up her family for him. He should have known he'd manage to screw things up so why had he let her take that risk? Well he knew the answer to that one, he loved her and he was selfish. A stronger man never would have acted on his feelings for a married woman but that moment he saw that flicker in Faiths eyes that told him his feelings weren't completely one sided he had to go for it all and get the girl. The only girl that could understand him, the only one he could see himself spending his life with.

Boy had he fucked that up and the worst part of it all was that he wasn't even sure how he managed to do it. Sure he knew how he did it but it wasn't like he set out to cheat on Faith. In fact he had promised himself he would never do something like that to her. Faith was different from all the other women he went out with. She was special, worth everything to in the world to him but one night after a hard shift and a couple of drinks he ended up sneaking into there apartment after just leaving another woman's bed.

Faith has asked him why he did it and he honestly didn't know the truth to that question. It wasn't that Faith didn't satisfy him because she did. He didn't think it was just to have one more romp before he got married. But maybe it was because he knew he would screw things up. He had worried about that from day one, so why not go ahead and get it over with right? Maybe once he had known he screwed up then it would prevent him from doing it again, like getting it out of his system.

He kept running that idea through his head as he walked over and grabbed the scotch bottle off the counter and went and sat on the couch.

He remembered when he came home that night, the first thing he did was take a shower. He wasn't going to lay next to Faith with another woman still all over him. When he was finished he went and lay down beside her wrapping his arms around her and prayed she'd never find out. Thinking that if he just lay there and held her that some how it would all just go away be forgotten and forgiven. He knew he would never tell her. He couldn't stand to be the one to break her heart like that, to see that pain in her eyes. The same pain he had seen so many times in his mother's eyes as she went though countless boyfriends. He was better man then any of those creeps or at least he always thought he could be.

He took a long drink from the bottle and continued to think.

Maybe if he had told Faith the truth that night she would have been more willing to forgive him. Maybe she'd still be there. No he didn't think so, he knew Faith well enough to know you couldn't play with her trust. You had to earn it and if you ever lost it then it was a fight to gain it back.

It had been awhile since he saw her. She had told him she needed time and space. He was more then willing to give it to her if it meant any hope of getting her back but he never thought it would be so much that he almost choked on it. She had changed her shift making sure she was nowhere near the house when he came on for his, she didn't call or come by for her mail. It was almost like she didn't exist anymore.

After another long drink he reached down under the neck of his t-shirt and pulled up on a silk cord that he wore. Dangling from it was a simple golden band with a small diamond. Faiths engagment ring. It hadn't been much but it was all he could afford. The way her face lit up when she first saw it you could have sworn it was the biggest most beautiful ring on the face of the earth.

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"Faith I'm not sure of a lot of things but the one thing I am sure of in this world is how much I love you. I want to be able to spend the rest of my life with you" He knelt down on one knee before continuing, "Faith will you marry me?"

Her eyes immediately went teary. A smile crossed her face as she nodded. A tear escaped her eye and fell down her cheek.

"Of course I will Bos."

He stood up to give her a kiss when he saw the tiniest flicker of doubt in her eyes but just as soon as it appeared she had pushed it away. She was willing to take that chance on him and at that moment Bosco couldn't remember ever being happier.

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He slipped the ring back under his shirt.

'Too bad I had to go and prove her wrong.'

A knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts.

"Yeah who is it?"

"It's me"