Stress

Oct 20, 2005 14:03

Giles and I had retired to my room, because the din in the house was almost painful. Well, that isn't quite true. It was painful. I was worried about bo..all three of my daughters, all their friends, their friends friends, and honestly it was exhausting. I'd been forgetting to take the pills they gave me at the hosptial, but it was okay. What's a little headache, right?

"Oh Giles, when did things get this bad? I feel like I've been so blind to everything." I felt like I was going to start to cry, but held it back. I did take the proffered cup of tea, but set it aside without thinking. The pain was throbbing in my temples.

"Is...Buffy, the one that just slays, does she even know her mother loves her? And the other one seems so meek, and scared...and not at all like the Buffy I know and love, that I'm not always sure what to say or do. If she'd just burn down a gym..." I jumped, a bright flash of light covered my vision, and I stood, trying to look away from it.

"Giles," I said, very softly as even my own voice started to sound like thunder in my ears, "did you see that?" I didn't wait for a response, since my vision cleared fairly quickly.

"Never mind. Where was I? I feel so scatterbrained. What about Dawn? I love her, I know she's mine. No matter what, but she doesn't seem to want me anymore. I don't want to lose her now." The light again, stronger, I shut my eyes, and felt the world sway a little.

This time it didn't clear, it became brighter, like a burning sun, the pain of it filling my head, my thoughts. I thought I heard a small scream just before everything blissfully went black.
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