I looked all over, even tried to trace her scent. She never came up, I have no idea where she is. I never should have left her. I walked back to the apartment, hoping that she's there, an explaination as to why she left.
Opening the front door, I walk inside. Instantly, I knew she was there, waiting for me. "Faith?"
Heading back to the room, I see her sitting on the bed, "Where were you?" She looks shaken up, but now I'm just pissed ... and a little confused.
I turned slowly at Angel's voice, eyes large and blank. Why was he talking to me? I was busy, my eyes were comfy staring at the wall. I think I read somewhere once that the walls have secrets. They might whisper them to me if Angel would just stay quiet.
"We were dancing." I answered simply, because we had been dancing, among other things. Also Angel was going to turn on me. I understood that. He wanted to love me, and love is pain. He had to hurt me, it was all just part of the plan. It was very important, I think. I just wished he wasn't being so loud. I wondered if he still tasted like tequila and death. My eyes trailed back to the wall and rested there.
He was angry- I could feel it. I tried so hard to be good but I was always bad. I was just glad he hadn't left me, I had to try so much harder than everyone else to be good.
I walked more into the room then, and sat down next to her. We were dancing. Hanging my head down, more defeated than anything, I sigh, "No, Faith, we weren't." Now I have to go and take her to see Fred. She's gone ... crazy and ...
Licking my lips, trying to think of what to say, I look at her. He eyes seem so empty. I look in them and there's nothing there. "Faith, I left to go and get some things ... I came back and you were gone."
Standing up, I walk over to the closet, pulling out a jacket, mostly for her. "Come on, we're going somewhere."
I looked up startled when Angel brought me my jacket. Why were we going somewhere? Hadn't we already gone out once tonight? I didn't wanna go back to the club. I didn't wanna see that man I'd killed laying lifeless in the alley. I wanted to stay here, cause here was warm and safe and I didn't have to worry about accidently killing anyone.
"Why can't we stay here?" I asked suddenly, standing up and narrowing my eyes at him. "We just got back. I don't wanna go out again."
I shrank back from him as he came closer. These were all games, and I was on the losing end of them. Losing my favorite game.
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Opening the front door, I walk inside. Instantly, I knew she was there, waiting for me. "Faith?"
Heading back to the room, I see her sitting on the bed, "Where were you?" She looks shaken up, but now I'm just pissed ... and a little confused.
"Faith?"
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"We were dancing." I answered simply, because we had been dancing, among other things. Also Angel was going to turn on me. I understood that. He wanted to love me, and love is pain. He had to hurt me, it was all just part of the plan. It was very important, I think. I just wished he wasn't being so loud. I wondered if he still tasted like tequila and death. My eyes trailed back to the wall and rested there.
He was angry- I could feel it. I tried so hard to be good but I was always bad. I was just glad he hadn't left me, I had to try so much harder than everyone else to be good.
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Licking my lips, trying to think of what to say, I look at her. He eyes seem so empty. I look in them and there's nothing there. "Faith, I left to go and get some things ... I came back and you were gone."
Standing up, I walk over to the closet, pulling out a jacket, mostly for her. "Come on, we're going somewhere."
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"Why can't we stay here?" I asked suddenly, standing up and narrowing my eyes at him. "We just got back. I don't wanna go out again."
I shrank back from him as he came closer. These were all games, and I was on the losing end of them. Losing my favorite game.
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