Back to Normal... Sort Of...
I still felt kinda fizzy, almost as if I had drank too much vodka and sprite. Only different. And the headache, it was still there even after the four Advil I had taken for it. I still couldn't believe what I had done. I still couldn't believe that I had done all those things. It was like... what was I thinking. And that was the problem, wasn't it? I hadn't been thinking. I was body jacked by some, evil demon something or other. I couldn’t remember the exact words Willow had used.
I opened up the refrigerator door and pulled out a bottle of water, still feeling a bit thirsty. I was sure it wasn't because of the walk back to my dorm from the Espresso Pump. Well, I guess, on the brighter side of Sunnydale, things were back to normal for me now. I mean, sure... I had to apologize to a few... a lot of people, but I got a good head start.
I couldn't hide the world of embarrassment I felt around Willow and her friends. They were all so nice. Yep, real, nice solid people. If it hadn't been for them I would have turned into some ugly... demonized, crazy person. Her and her friends had found me just in the nick of time, kinda like in the movies, only this was real life. Scary though... Scary to think that I almost turned into some mindless possessed zombie woma- Oh god.
Wesley...
In the midst of it all, I forgot about Wesley. All the things I had said to him. He must be feeling horrible. I had to find him. I had to explain to him what had happened. I mean, he would probably understand, right? I mean, it wasn't really my fault, right? Oh geez! I needed to find him talk to him. Call him... Yep. That's what I should do. Just call.
I picked up my phone and noticed the blinking light on the answering machine. I clutched the phone tight, almost afraid to push the button. I swallowed hard, and pressed it, waiting for the mechanical voice to come on...
YOU HAVE FOUR NEW MESSAGES
"BEEP-- Fred... it's Wesley. Of course it is Wesley, but I decided to call because I wanted to tell you that I am leaving town. I know we have been enjoying the time.. well most of the time at least to get--BEEP"
SECOND MESSAGE
"BEEP -- machine cut me off, but we had some really good times, and I thought I could change, Fred. Become the man you might have needed, but well men like me.. we don't change. I am a Rogue De--BEEP"
THIRD MESSAGE
"BEEP-- Cursed machine again, where was I? Oh yes. Rogue Demon Hunter. I am a Rogue Demon Hunter, and I cannot allow the love of a woman to tie me down... I need the open road. I need to Hunt down those Rogue Demons, and make them sorry they ever crossed the path of -- BEEP"
FOURTH MESSAGE
"BEEP-- Oh Hell. Fred, I am sorry, but I can't see you anymore. I received word of a Demon infestation in the next town and I am leaving in roughly an hour. Perhaps I shall write to you... but before your machine cuts off again... You are a lovely--BEEP"
END OF MESSAGES
Gone. He was gone. The whole Rogue Demon thing was probably just and excuse. He had left because of what had happened. He had left because of what I did. I didn't even get a chance to apologize or even explain things. And now I was never gonna. My stomach was in knots... I put the phone down and stared at the machine.
I opened up the refrigerator door and pulled out a bottle of water, still feeling a bit thirsty. I was sure it wasn't because of the walk back to my dorm from the Espresso Pump. Well, I guess, on the brighter side of Sunnydale, things were back to normal for me now. I mean, sure... I had to apologize to a few... a lot of people, but I got a good head start.
I couldn't hide the world of embarrassment I felt around Willow and her friends. They were all so nice. Yep, real, nice solid people. If it hadn't been for them I would have turned into some ugly... demonized, crazy person. Her and her friends had found me just in the nick of time, kinda like in the movies, only this was real life. Scary though... Scary to think that I almost turned into some mindless possessed zombie woma- Oh god.
Wesley...
In the midst of it all, I forgot about Wesley. All the things I had said to him. He must be feeling horrible. I had to find him. I had to explain to him what had happened. I mean, he would probably understand, right? I mean, it wasn't really my fault, right? Oh geez! I needed to find him talk to him. Call him... Yep. That's what I should do. Just call.
I picked up my phone and noticed the blinking light on the answering machine. I clutched the phone tight, almost afraid to push the button. I swallowed hard, and pressed it, waiting for the mechanical voice to come on...
YOU HAVE FOUR NEW MESSAGES
"BEEP-- Fred... it's Wesley. Of course it is Wesley, but I decided to call because I wanted to tell you that I am leaving town. I know we have been enjoying the time.. well most of the time at least to get--BEEP"
SECOND MESSAGE
"BEEP -- machine cut me off, but we had some really good times, and I thought I could change, Fred. Become the man you might have needed, but well men like me.. we don't change. I am a Rogue De--BEEP"
THIRD MESSAGE
"BEEP-- Cursed machine again, where was I? Oh yes. Rogue Demon Hunter. I am a Rogue Demon Hunter, and I cannot allow the love of a woman to tie me down... I need the open road. I need to Hunt down those Rogue Demons, and make them sorry they ever crossed the path of -- BEEP"
FOURTH MESSAGE
"BEEP-- Oh Hell. Fred, I am sorry, but I can't see you anymore. I received word of a Demon infestation in the next town and I am leaving in roughly an hour. Perhaps I shall write to you... but before your machine cuts off again... You are a lovely--BEEP"
END OF MESSAGES
Gone. He was gone. The whole Rogue Demon thing was probably just and excuse. He had left because of what had happened. He had left because of what I did. I didn't even get a chance to apologize or even explain things. And now I was never gonna. My stomach was in knots... I put the phone down and stared at the machine.