"Hey." I said evenly, looking over B's shoulder to soliderboy chillin' on the couch. Couldn't help but let the awkwardness settle over the four of us for a minute as B and I looked at eachother. Knew I shoulda just come here on my own, havin' Angel here too just made things wicked confusing. That was the whole point of coming over here, getting away from him.
"Sorry, it's all late." I shrugged a little, still not moving my eyes from Buffy's gaze. "I just thought...ya know, if it's still cool. I could stay here...but if it's not I can leave." I can feel Angel's eyes on the back of my head, like drilling two holes into the back of my skull.
"Hey." I said, nodding at Riley before quickly turning my eyes back to Buffy.
I stand up as Faith and Angel enter, feeling the tension already building in the room as we looked one another down. I was seriously waiting for either Buffy or Faith to draw guns, well, proverbial guns. An explanation was given and Faith asked if she could stay here, she looked at me and said 'hey' before looking back at Buffy. Her eyes were pleading with Buffy to not send her away, I stepped up beside Buffy and smiled warmly at them both.
"Buffy'd love to have you Faith, she's been worried about you all night." I move over and take the bag Angel set down, eager to get her away from him and actually help her. I move the bag into Buffy's room and set it down on the floor by the dresser. I realize I've taken the bag into Buffy's bedroom, something in my mind told me that they needed to be alone together and close. It made sense.
I stroll back into the room and Angel is standing there with his arms crossed scowling, brooding... whatever it is he does. I nod my head at him and stand back beside Buffy waiting to see what happens.
Oh isn't this just... sweet? Buffy and the walking drill sargeant, stick firmly planted up his ass and I think he probably liked it. It felt routine to him. Bastard. I couldn't help but smirk lightly at the thought of being in a room with two Slayers. It was better than heaven, it was my wet dream and here it was live and in living color
( ... )
Angel's hands slid all over my body and I was halfway stuck between feelin' kinda insecure about the blatant display of affection in front of Buffy, and happy that he wasn't afraid to show her that I was his now. He was mine.
I frowned when Angel told B to watch me cause I wander. I mean, that was good...because I did seem to wander off alot and get myself into trouble. Still it sorta felt like I was a kid bein' handed off from dad to mom. Bad little girl. Story of my life right?
"Apologize to me and I will beat you to death
( ... )
I listened to Angel talk about Faith as if she wasn't there, hello... kind of right here for all of us to see. I frowned at him and pulled Buffy closer to me when she said Faith could stay, looking at Faith trying to show her we were going to help. She strolled past us and sat on the couch, flipping on the television. I looked at her oddly as she crunched down into the sofa and twirled a strand of hair around her finger, staring into nothing.
I turn back around and look over Angel, he looks amazingly calm and together for someone who's girl is dying. I scratch the back of my head and look at the two of them. They are both angry and obviously want to exchange words, although the smirk on Angel's face tells me he'd give Buffy a run for her money.
"So I should get going back to my room once she settles in, but I'll come back up and check on you randomly." I look up at Angel making sure he was clear on who'd be helping watch out for Faith, he'd have to answer not only to Buffy but now me as well. "You need anything else Angel?"
I felt the tingle run up my spine as I saw Buffy step closer to Riley, not feeling so safe are you princess? You shouldn't, I'm not Angel. I'm the man who will one day kill you, and Faith... she's going to help. I push that thought from my mind and look at Faith sitting on the couch totally zoned out, like usual I'm sure. I'd watch her sometimes when she was just in the apartment, she'd just lay and watch tv and wait for him to come home. That was a depressing thing and I let out a sigh, telling myself to up the stakes a bit so I can hurry and vamp Faith.
Riley walks over to Faith after his little night and shining armor speech, touch her and dieand I turn my eyes back to Buffy.
"Buffy I really appreciate you letting her stay, it's... it's been rough." I say quietly, leaning in a bit even though if she wanted to hear I know she could. "She's getting worse everyday and no one can seem to... find anything to help with this here. She's... dying."
Woe is her, she's dying. Let me throw myself on the ground and cry for twelve years.
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I sat down from Faith on the couch, looking at the television. My attempts to ask if she was hungry failed, she was so fixated she probably didn't even hear me. I look up at Buffy as she exchanges words with Angel quietly, and pretty much in his face. I can't imagine it was pleasant.
"Everything okay?" I ask her as she walks to the couch and sits between Faith and I, we both look up at Angel. "I'm assuming that means you can go now, we'll make sure she stays safe and alive." I stand up and walk to the door where he is still standing, I pull it open.
"We'll call." I said harshly and waited for him to leave.
It's nice to know you finally noticed. When I came to your office yesterday, you could just look at her and know something was wrong. Angel, what the hell have you been doing? Apparently nothing. You need to turn around and walk out. I'll take care of her. Someone needs to.
I watched as they all sat on the sofa, looking at Angel like he was the bad guy. Truly he was, it was a shame he neglected his duties as a vampire. He was weak, and I had to stand there and act like him and take it from Buffy. Why? Cuz that's what he'd do and then whine about it later in private.
We'll call.
"Oh, yes... of course, right." I say through gritted teeth as Captain America held the door open for me. I should rip this door of the hinges and break it in half, pinning him to the wall with one half and watching blood spill out his mouth. I move out into the hallway and give him a caring look
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"Sorry, it's all late." I shrugged a little, still not moving my eyes from Buffy's gaze. "I just thought...ya know, if it's still cool. I could stay here...but if it's not I can leave." I can feel Angel's eyes on the back of my head, like drilling two holes into the back of my skull.
"Hey." I said, nodding at Riley before quickly turning my eyes back to Buffy.
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"Buffy'd love to have you Faith, she's been worried about you all night." I move over and take the bag Angel set down, eager to get her away from him and actually help her. I move the bag into Buffy's room and set it down on the floor by the dresser. I realize I've taken the bag into Buffy's bedroom, something in my mind told me that they needed to be alone together and close. It made sense.
I stroll back into the room and Angel is standing there with his arms crossed scowling, brooding... whatever it is he does. I nod my head at him and stand back beside Buffy waiting to see what happens.
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I frowned when Angel told B to watch me cause I wander. I mean, that was good...because I did seem to wander off alot and get myself into trouble. Still it sorta felt like I was a kid bein' handed off from dad to mom. Bad little girl. Story of my life right?
"Apologize to me and I will beat you to death ( ... )
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I turn back around and look over Angel, he looks amazingly calm and together for someone who's girl is dying. I scratch the back of my head and look at the two of them. They are both angry and obviously want to exchange words, although the smirk on Angel's face tells me he'd give Buffy a run for her money.
"So I should get going back to my room once she settles in, but I'll come back up and check on you randomly." I look up at Angel making sure he was clear on who'd be helping watch out for Faith, he'd have to answer not only to Buffy but now me as well. "You need anything else Angel?"
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Riley walks over to Faith after his little night and shining armor speech, touch her and dieand I turn my eyes back to Buffy.
"Buffy I really appreciate you letting her stay, it's... it's been rough." I say quietly, leaning in a bit even though if she wanted to hear I know she could. "She's getting worse everyday and no one can seem to... find anything to help with this here. She's... dying."
Woe is her, she's dying. Let me throw myself on the ground and cry for twelve years. ( ... )
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"Everything okay?" I ask her as she walks to the couch and sits between Faith and I, we both look up at Angel. "I'm assuming that means you can go now, we'll make sure she stays safe and alive." I stand up and walk to the door where he is still standing, I pull it open.
"We'll call." I said harshly and waited for him to leave.
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I watched as they all sat on the sofa, looking at Angel like he was the bad guy. Truly he was, it was a shame he neglected his duties as a vampire. He was weak, and I had to stand there and act like him and take it from Buffy. Why? Cuz that's what he'd do and then whine about it later in private.
We'll call.
"Oh, yes... of course, right." I say through gritted teeth as Captain America held the door open for me. I should rip this door of the hinges and break it in half, pinning him to the wall with one half and watching blood spill out his mouth. I move out into the hallway and give him a caring look ( ... )
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