They made me blind but I can see the loaded gun behind you.
Turns out Alyx wasn't really fuckin' around when she said I had a Mustang waitin' for me in the parking garage. Found it easy enough cause it was the only Mustang in the executive part of the garage. Did that make me an executive too? Or just the executive's bitch? Well, since I left my law degree back in prison guess that made me the bitch. Actually I already knew the answer to that one. Alyx had made it wicked clear to me what exactly I was now. Fucked. Not only that but I was apparently supposed to be doin' homework for this gig. The folders in my arms weighed me down and I'd never been really good with the reading and studying. I never did any homework in school before I'd dropped out and I definitely never did any homework for any watcher I ever had. Now I had to read files full of all the dirty little secrets my friends had been hiding. I just hoped my own file wasn't in there. It ain't like I didn't already know my dirty little secrets I just really didn't wanna be reminded of them again. And again and again. That was what it all was. A personal hell designed by Alyx.
Drove the Mustang home and even though I'd never really been taught to drive I did okay. Course, when I say I drove the car home I meant that I drove it back to Alyx's place. It was pretty tempting somewhere between Wolfram and Hart and Alyx's to just stop at the Hyperion and talk to Angel and B. It was the same temptation I'd been feelin' ever since I came back. I wanted them to fix it. I wanted them to fix me just like they'd done before except I knew that they couldn't this time. I was mostly consumed with the need to get as far away from Alyx as possible and as nice as it'd be to hop over the Mexican border and disappear I knew it wasn't gonna be that easy. It never was. So I settled on second best and it was looked like I was gonna have my hand's full readin' up on all my friends. Pulled up in Alyx's garage and grabbed the files and folders out of the backseat before headin' inside.
When I stepped inside the foyer I stopped for a sec just to see if I could hear Britney still prancin' around like the lame excuse for a vamp that she was. My slay senses were pretty muted now but I could still tell if there was a vamp around. I wasn't pickin' up on anything so I just walked into the kitchen and dumped all the files onto the table before turnin' to the fridge. Once I'd pulled a beer out I sat down at the head of the table and started shuffling through the folders. I'd save Angel and Spike for last cause their folders were wicked thick. Guess that came with bein' a vamp. Dawnie's folder was pretty thick too which was kinda weird but I just shrugged before throwin' it on top of Spike and Angel's. The smallest folder was Gunn's so I cracked his open first before leaning back in the chair and lighting up a smoke.
I wasn't much of a reader but after awhile I was totally engrossed. It was weird the kind of things that Wolfram and Hart knew about. They knew who Gunn's parents were, how old he was when he dropped out of school and ran away from home. Every single person Angelus and Spike ever killed, alot of crap about Dawn being the mystical key. Everything I'd ever wanted to know about B and then some. There was so much in there and by the time I was finished I felt kinda dirty. Like I'd just walked into everybody's bedroom and took them by surprise while they were gettin' undressed. It wasn't really that fair that I knew all that about them and they probably didn't know even half as much as me. Not that I was about to be sharin' but ya know. It just felt kinda....wrong. I glanced up at the clock and realized that I'd been readin' for hours and that was probably why there were five empty beer bottles and an ashtray full of cigarette butts in front of me.
I was about to just give up and head into the living room to crash out on the couch when I heard a key in the lock. Quickly I felt my entire body tense up wonderin' who in the hell was gonna come through the door. Britney? Alyx? Somebody else? I had no idea what to expect in this place.
Drove the Mustang home and even though I'd never really been taught to drive I did okay. Course, when I say I drove the car home I meant that I drove it back to Alyx's place. It was pretty tempting somewhere between Wolfram and Hart and Alyx's to just stop at the Hyperion and talk to Angel and B. It was the same temptation I'd been feelin' ever since I came back. I wanted them to fix it. I wanted them to fix me just like they'd done before except I knew that they couldn't this time. I was mostly consumed with the need to get as far away from Alyx as possible and as nice as it'd be to hop over the Mexican border and disappear I knew it wasn't gonna be that easy. It never was. So I settled on second best and it was looked like I was gonna have my hand's full readin' up on all my friends. Pulled up in Alyx's garage and grabbed the files and folders out of the backseat before headin' inside.
When I stepped inside the foyer I stopped for a sec just to see if I could hear Britney still prancin' around like the lame excuse for a vamp that she was. My slay senses were pretty muted now but I could still tell if there was a vamp around. I wasn't pickin' up on anything so I just walked into the kitchen and dumped all the files onto the table before turnin' to the fridge. Once I'd pulled a beer out I sat down at the head of the table and started shuffling through the folders. I'd save Angel and Spike for last cause their folders were wicked thick. Guess that came with bein' a vamp. Dawnie's folder was pretty thick too which was kinda weird but I just shrugged before throwin' it on top of Spike and Angel's. The smallest folder was Gunn's so I cracked his open first before leaning back in the chair and lighting up a smoke.
I wasn't much of a reader but after awhile I was totally engrossed. It was weird the kind of things that Wolfram and Hart knew about. They knew who Gunn's parents were, how old he was when he dropped out of school and ran away from home. Every single person Angelus and Spike ever killed, alot of crap about Dawn being the mystical key. Everything I'd ever wanted to know about B and then some. There was so much in there and by the time I was finished I felt kinda dirty. Like I'd just walked into everybody's bedroom and took them by surprise while they were gettin' undressed. It wasn't really that fair that I knew all that about them and they probably didn't know even half as much as me. Not that I was about to be sharin' but ya know. It just felt kinda....wrong. I glanced up at the clock and realized that I'd been readin' for hours and that was probably why there were five empty beer bottles and an ashtray full of cigarette butts in front of me.
I was about to just give up and head into the living room to crash out on the couch when I heard a key in the lock. Quickly I felt my entire body tense up wonderin' who in the hell was gonna come through the door. Britney? Alyx? Somebody else? I had no idea what to expect in this place.