And then it happens...

Tobias POV

All I see is a crowd of crying mothers and squealing girls, I push through them and get flirtatious glances, I look around for what their looking at.

It's a tall guy all decked out in an Air Force military suit talking to a small fragile girl whose crying as she looks up at him, he takes out his hand and I see he has a wedding band on.

I get a sick ass feeling in my stomach.

Beacuse the girl is Tris.

She cries harder and smiles up at him. Her face is delighted as she hugs him tightly.

"Tris!?" I shout at her she looks over at me confused and the boy she's with glares at me with such a vengeance I want to link him. On the spot.

"Hey Four! This is Caleb-"

She was going to introduce me to the guy she was against... was our entire relationship a lie? Was I stupid enough to be a rebound while her actual boyfriend served overseas? It would be no more than what I deserve after all..

"Was it all a lie?" I scream at her. She recoils into Calebs chest.

"Was all what lie?" The boy asks. I run to them both and clench my fists together, my jaw twitches as I grind my teeth together, pain runs through me as I look at both of them.

"Beatrice" He looks down at her as she looks up at me.

"What do you mean?" She asks in a small voice. I look between her and the boy she call Caleb and I growl.

"I'm in love with you and all I am is the fucking rebound!" I shout at her, I never shout. But she doesn't shrink down.

"You dot fucking trust me?" She asked I grab her arms and the boy steps back. Coward.

"Why should I? I wake up to you saying your at work and then all in on you playing love eyes with some fucking marine-"

"Air force"

We both glare at him and he looks down.

"Oh I'm sorry your so goddamn insecure you can't take me hugging my brother." She says in a low voice. All the color drains from my face.

"Brother?"

I let go of her and she backs away from me.

"You fucked my ex girlfriend" Caleb decided to break the tension. Tris chokes on nothing but air and I pat we back like a second nature as she coughs. She glares at me and I want to apologize. I'm so stupid, she would never cheat on me...

She just isn't like that.

Wait I fucked her brothers ex?

Whoosh- there's any future I had with any kind of meaning.

Tris slaps him upside the head. He rubs the back of his head.

"What?" He asks her in an innocent tone. I always knew she was out of my leauge, I never knew it would be my stupidity and past as a slut that did us in. I'm nothing, I my as well die now.

"I was at work and when I got home he was on top of her and in-" She turned around to elbow him in the stomach. He lets out a whoosh of breath and she glares at him.

"I'll talk to you later Caleb" She turns to me.

"You are coming with me so we can talk." She says, her voice isn't loud, it's steady calm. Undeniable, like that of a disciplinary teacher.

I look at her and she beckons me to the car. We drive in nearly absolute silence until she parks the car and turns to me.

"I can't blame you" She tells me simply.

Wait what? I was a fucking douche and she doesn't blame me?

"What?"

"I can't blame you."

I blink a few Times for her to refocus, she stands up and boards the elevator.

"I need to show you why I want in work today" She murmurs sliding her top off and bottoming her jeans. This is as bare as she ever has been to me and I love the thrill it gives me. She is gorgeous inside and out.

There it is. She rips off gauze and ink is rattled to her flesh. My name with the Roman numeral 4.

"That's?" I drop to my knees to look at it."me?" She nods and I suck air. I press a kiss to her stomach, just below the wires of her brassire.

"I want us to be forever" She murmurs.

I've never been anything to anyone, nothing but a piece of ass, a wad of cash, an opponent or in my "fathers" sake- a punching bag.

But love, that's never been something that I've experienced. It's everything and I want more.

My cold showers seem like nothing now, every dream I've had just to find Bea sleeping fully clothed beside me... it makes me feel like a pedophile, to think of her like I did other girls. She was the cloud nine of human beings.

I'm in love with her.

"-and I know your just jealous Beacuse you care" She finishes looking down at me. I run my fingertips down her spine.

"I was not that jealous" I lie blatantly. She giggles and I feel my heart pick up. She moves her body to stretch up and I wrap my arms around her bod. Her pink lips form an oval as she stretches out.

"Yes you were" She tells me. I scrunched my nose up and growl.

"Is that a challenge?" We always end up wrestling around when we joke. She snaps into perfect boxing position and I wonder for the millionth time if she's an Agent.

I can't ask her though- I'm scared of the answer.

"You want to fight?" She jokes snuggling her feet. I cage her with my body.

"Any day" She's the first person I've ever had a run for my money for. She knows how to dodge, kick, punch and various mixed martial arts.

She packs so much muscle into such a small body, it's amazing.

I lean down, wanting nothing more but to be with her, as lovers. I don't want to screw her, to fuck her.

No. Those are such vain ways of explaining how I want us to be joined.

But my sweet innocent Tris has other ideas. Like beat me to pulp.

See we aren't like other couples, I don't get her jewelry and flowers she doesn't want them- she doesn't annoy me by talking about clothes and shopping. We're far from even, she's redeemed me, changed my ways, and I have nothing to give but worship. I compare her to God far to much for the Bibles caring. I fear her, like I fear God- not living up to expectetions. I went to both for healing, and she did it so much faster than God had.

I think maybe that God gave her to me for Somthing amazing I did in the past life, I must have been a kick ass leader or a pope Beacuse she is my own Angel.

She takes a swing at my nose and I smile wickedly.

Maybe she's my very own feisty Angel.