I was so happy that Joyce was ok and that we had the chance to go home. I know that I should be more concerned about Joyce, she has been like a mom to me when my own didn't seem to care, but I just can't stop worrying about how to make Tara better. That is part of the reason I was so quick to leave the hospital, I wanted to get home...well back
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Just as I was about to punch Faith again I hear a voice. It was Willow, the witch of the group. Just what I needed her stepping in now to, not that it would really matter. If I needed to I’d fight her to, would probably end up killing her, not that that would be so horrible.
“Why should I stop” I hiss at her giving her a look. Who’d these people think they were? Just because they were friends with my other half that didn’t mean they were friends with me. I could care less about them.
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B gave me an opening though, and I took it. On my feet, I gave her one last warning: "Hey B, this is why" and kicked her in the chin. I jerked slightly as the shock of the impact worked itself up my leg.
"Run Red!"
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"Hey B, this is why"
What was she saying now. I start to turn around but next thing I know I'm feeling something crash against my chin and my body falls to the right. I can feel that I have no control over what is happening. I hear the coffee table break as I land on it..
and then it all get's black.
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"What do you suggest we do to keep her from killing us?"
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"Do you guys have chains here? Cuffs? If not, we've got to get out for a while. Or B'll kill us both." Of that, I had no doubt.
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