The girl sat on the steps of an unfamiliar building. The rain was beating on her face. Hard.

Her crimson bangs fell over her unseeing eyes. They covered them completely.

If she didn't look straight up, the hair hide her eyes, then no one could guess. Unless she tried to move around. That was why she was sitting.

'he'll come back.' she thought to herself. She meant her Bou of course.

William had been her sweetheart for six months now. They got into a fight, She had embarrassed him at a social function. He left her alone to get them something to drink. But she followed him and tripped over the host and fell plunging into the punch bowl. Everyone had scoffed. And William didn't receive the promotion he had been hoping for. A few days earlier they had found out she couldn't bear children. The beatings and the several rapes she had been victim to through her brother had seen to that. There was too much scaring. William was devastated. But the function disaster had been the needle that breaks the donkey's back.

He exploded back in the handsome. He told the driver to stop here. Where she sat, he said that he would be back soon. She figured he needed to cool off. But he had been gone for several hours now. And it hadn't been raining when he left. When the thunder shook the ground beneath her she decided to wait inside of wherever she was. She somehow by some Work of God made it inside. Her dress was soaked from the rain and stained from the drinks she had crashed into. Her face burned from the memory. She could feel the burn of the eyes of the people holding social position.

She felt the cold air hit her face as walked around. The click of her heels told her it was a large room. Very large. She felt something brush past her skirt. She yelped and tripped over herself. And she hit the floor hard. She tried to stand up but felt a large wet animal next to her. She reached out her hand and the beast responded to her touch. She grinned and ruffled the ears of the large dog. The dog licked her face and stood strong as she used him for support to stand. The girl reached down the dog's neck until she found the piece of rope around the animals neck to serve as a collar. She would use his eyes. He could see the corners and walls. If he moved out of the way. Then so would she. She urged the dog forward and he began to move. He led her in no particular direction. But she figured she would run into someone who could help her sooner or later. So she let him lead. No such luck. But he did lead her to some stairs. Which she successfully fell down all the way to the bottom. She moaned and stood up. And sat on the last stair. The dog looked at her apologetically though he figured she couldn't see. He sighed and sat down next to her.

'I must look a sight.' she thought. She felt her red hair falling about her shoulders she had had it up in a bun when the day started. Her bustle was crooked, her petticoat was torn, her dress was wet and stained, and one of her earings fell off. She put her head into her knees and a tear fell down from her unseeing eyes. The dog licked her hand that was by her side. She smiled,

"Its not your fault friend. I should have stayed outside and waited for William to come back." the dog whimpered. She leaned against the wall and the dog put his paws over her lap and rested his head on her. She closed her eyes and tried to think of what to do. She was so tired.

'NO!" her thoughts slapped her.

'you must stay awake and call for William!'

'he isn't coming back you fool," her mind said.

'he always does.'

'but he left you for dead.'

'we must wait for William.'

'he isn't coming.'

'yes he is.' she whimpered. her heart was loosing her argument.

'you embarrassed him. I'll be surprised if he keeps his job.'

'he shouldn't have left me!'

'go to sleep dear. You'll feel better for it.'

'but-'

'you can't find William if you can't think.'

'alright. But only for a moment.'

'alright then.' her mind told her.

'only for a moment.'

Her dreams were intruded by footsteps, she opened her eyes immediately. And sat up.

"William?" she called. No answer. She heard the shadows move around her.

"Who's there?" The dog sat up and looked around.

"Please. I know someone is there."

"Can you please escort me to a handsome?" still no answer. She stood up, and moved to where the footsteps where last heard. She put her hand out and came into contact with a vest. For a moment she thought it was William, but this man's breathing sounded different. She moved back.

"Excuse me." she said. Blushing a little.

"Please, Can you escort me to a handsome? I can pay you for your troubles."

still no answer. She went forward a little and felt the face of what she was talking to. Then blushed furiously. It was a manican..

She cursed herself for her stupidity. And began to walk away. She walked right into the true maker of the footsteps. She would have fallen back if the man hadn't prevented her from falling.

"oh," She said.

"Sorry."

"No harm done." the voice said it sounded a little surprised. She immediately formed a picture of a face around the voice. It was a wonderful face in her mind. For a wonderful voice.

"Please sir." she asked.

"Can you escort me to a handsome I fear I have stayed here longer than I intended to."

"Of...Of course." said the voice.

"shall I escort your dog as well?"

"oh, he isn't my dog!" she said.

"He seems to have some sort of loyalty to you. He is looking at me like he would like very much to chew my head off."

"is he now?" she giggled.

"Please. Tell me what he looks like."

"He looks to be a Mastive, He a deep black with a white nose."

"A fighting dog then." She said.

"I do believe so...Well shall we be off?"

"May I take your arm?" She asked.

"Yes Madame. Here." He extended his arm and she took it. As they made their way to the top of the stairs She heard the dog following them. She smiled.

"I must apologize for the way I look." she said.

"I had a rather ruff evening." she felt the man smile. But he said nothing.

He led her to the door. And opened it for her. She felt the morning air hit her face. She gasped.

"Sir, what time is it?" the man excused himself from her grasp to check his watch..

"almost ten." She gasped.

"Oh, I must hurry home then."

"Is your husband expecting you?"

"He isn't my husband. But I am afraid William will be looking for me."

"Did you leave last night without his knowledge?"

"No. well..He left me...Here." She said. Slowly. She didn't want anyone to think he was a cruel man. He really wasn't. He had never hit her at least.

"and you wish to return?" The man said shocked.

"yes sir! Oh he really isn't like that. We got into a fight. And.. well..."

"no its alright. You don't have to explain. I have no right to pry."

"Thank you."

She heard the wheels of the handsome come to a stop in front of her.

When he opened the door the dog jumped in first. But the cabby didn't notice. So He didn't stop him.

"Your dog seems he doesn't want to part with you." He said smiling

"oh! Is he in there?"

"yes Madame. But it looks like the cabby doesn't mind."

"Oh good." She said. And began to climb in.

"Here you are Madame." He helped her in.

"Faith." She said.

"My name is faith." He smiled.

"Fare well Madame Faith."

"thank you so much sir." she said.

"It was absolutely no trouble." He said. When they smiled the man...Erik. Smiled at the Irony of it all..

Blind Faith.