Drabble Prompt: Mea Culpa
Guilt
BtVS season 3
Angel snarls and yanks at the chains as Buffy carefully puts down the blood she's carrying. She can't bear to see him like this, little more than a mindless animal.
His face is suddenly etched with emotion. Without warning, he's come back to himself.
"Angel?" It's a whispered hope not a shouted declaration.
"Mea culpa. Mea maxima culpa." The remorse, the pain and the self-hatred are so all consuming that looking at him causes a sharp edged wound to blossom within her. The light extinguishes. He's an animal again.
Closing her eyes she wonders if he's better off like this.
BtVS season 3
Angel snarls and yanks at the chains as Buffy carefully puts down the blood she's carrying. She can't bear to see him like this, little more than a mindless animal.
His face is suddenly etched with emotion. Without warning, he's come back to himself.
"Angel?" It's a whispered hope not a shouted declaration.
"Mea culpa. Mea maxima culpa." The remorse, the pain and the self-hatred are so all consuming that looking at him causes a sharp edged wound to blossom within her. The light extinguishes. He's an animal again.
Closing her eyes she wonders if he's better off like this.