Looking for help [championsonward]
Everything that happened-- happened in a blink of an eye. The evening had gone from one extreme to the other and I didn't even know when the change had occurred. It had been as if though one minute Connor was okay and the next... well, the next minute there was nothing left but the rage and the anger that seemed to fill him up and swallow him whole. I didn't understand. I didn't even have the words to describe the way that I felt.
I drove fast, trying hard not to think about all that had happened, but failing miserably at it. I didn't even know how it was that I was driving, how I was keeping control of the wheel, how I automatically stopped when I saw the red lights up a head and then stepped on the gas to go on green. It was all sort of mechanical.
Maybe I was just too much in shock still. Too much in shock of everything. Thinking about everything, trying to make heads or tales of the situation. Leaving that warehouse had been one of the hardest things I had ever had to do, and one of the things that had brought me so much relief. There was just so much there. For one, I didn't really wanted to leave Connor side, I wanted... or, I had wished that some how, miraculously, I could have gotten through to him. But it just... I... I- hadn't been strong enough to do so. Or maybe I was never supposed to.
I didn't know what to think of, I mean, he was my... boyfriend-- wasn't he? We had talked about these things, hadn't we? I was sure we had. Maybe it had been something that I did, something that I said that set him off, that made him change. Still... how could he have done what he did?
It all reminded me too much of Angelus, and all the hurtful things he said to me.
I took a deep breath and then turned the corner. I was so close now, so close. I didn't want to go back to the Hyperion, I had wanted to stay with Connor, and Willow and Fred, but... but now, and I had to go back... I had to find Buffy. She would be the only one that would understand, and- and she had to help right? I mean, she was my sister, of course she would help.
Wiping the tears in my eyes I blazed through the streets. My mind racing with all these questions. A few minutes later, the Hyperion came into view. I still wondered how I had made it there in one piece. I didn't quite remember and my mind didn't really give me a chance to notice anything else.
I parked the car and didn't even bother to close the door behind me. I simply ran towards the entrance. I stopped and I neared the door, afraid to step in, but I knew I had to- had to find Buffy. I had to tell her what happened. She had to help Riley and Wesley. Connor was unstable, and a danger to anyone that crossed his path.
Finally, taking one last breath, I stepped in, and walked into the lobby. "Buffy! Buffy! Are you here? Buffy, I need your help!"
[[Open to Buffy, Spike, Andrew, Lorne, and anyone else in the Hyperion. -for whenever you guys are done with your thread-]
I drove fast, trying hard not to think about all that had happened, but failing miserably at it. I didn't even know how it was that I was driving, how I was keeping control of the wheel, how I automatically stopped when I saw the red lights up a head and then stepped on the gas to go on green. It was all sort of mechanical.
Maybe I was just too much in shock still. Too much in shock of everything. Thinking about everything, trying to make heads or tales of the situation. Leaving that warehouse had been one of the hardest things I had ever had to do, and one of the things that had brought me so much relief. There was just so much there. For one, I didn't really wanted to leave Connor side, I wanted... or, I had wished that some how, miraculously, I could have gotten through to him. But it just... I... I- hadn't been strong enough to do so. Or maybe I was never supposed to.
I didn't know what to think of, I mean, he was my... boyfriend-- wasn't he? We had talked about these things, hadn't we? I was sure we had. Maybe it had been something that I did, something that I said that set him off, that made him change. Still... how could he have done what he did?
It all reminded me too much of Angelus, and all the hurtful things he said to me.
I took a deep breath and then turned the corner. I was so close now, so close. I didn't want to go back to the Hyperion, I had wanted to stay with Connor, and Willow and Fred, but... but now, and I had to go back... I had to find Buffy. She would be the only one that would understand, and- and she had to help right? I mean, she was my sister, of course she would help.
Wiping the tears in my eyes I blazed through the streets. My mind racing with all these questions. A few minutes later, the Hyperion came into view. I still wondered how I had made it there in one piece. I didn't quite remember and my mind didn't really give me a chance to notice anything else.
I parked the car and didn't even bother to close the door behind me. I simply ran towards the entrance. I stopped and I neared the door, afraid to step in, but I knew I had to- had to find Buffy. I had to tell her what happened. She had to help Riley and Wesley. Connor was unstable, and a danger to anyone that crossed his path.
Finally, taking one last breath, I stepped in, and walked into the lobby. "Buffy! Buffy! Are you here? Buffy, I need your help!"
[[Open to Buffy, Spike, Andrew, Lorne, and anyone else in the Hyperion. -for whenever you guys are done with your thread-]