I stare at myself in the mirror. My hair was in two french braids, made me look younger..but mum did my hair, not me, and I wore something..else, than my run down clothes. A white tank top, no..it will not reveal anything, thus I have nothing to reveal, a skirt..another mum..it was a cute skirt. Black with white checkers. My shirt had writting on
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Tears ran down my face more so, and I sniffled. "Daddy.." I say, again habit. "C..C.." I stuttered. Courtney, stop BEING a retard! "C..could I perhaps atleast write her a ltter?"
She sang me to sleep, she loved me. I knew it. Why couldn't they? I guess the same thing they are thinking bout me and my father. I loved him, I did. He haunted my dreams ever since I was six.
I don't have to be alone anymore, but I need my mother! I feel safe with her...Please, I beg silently. Let me just write a bloody note to tell her..and maybe, she wouldn't be mad at me?
That would break my heart more than anything. Either one of them saying the words that no child ever wants to hear, no matter how tough they are.
"Please?" I beg..."I'll stay..just let me let her know.."
Alright. Court? RETARD! BLOODY RETARD! You sound EIGHT! You FOURTEEN! Act like a adult. Not a child!
"Please?"
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Pull yourself together you bloody ponce...
"Of course, but don't tell her where yer goin' or with who. I don't want her comin' after us and harmin' Buffy or her friends."
Letting go of her, I stood up and ran my hand through her hair.
"Pack few things too...I'll 'ave to take yer shoppin' tomorrow night. It'll be our first father daughter outtin'."
Smiling, I reluctantly let her go and waited for her to get ready to go. Damn...I really felt like a cig right now...but I knew it'd tip off Dru that I had been here.
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"O..o..kay!" I stumble for words again. I need a special helment, or something. Taking a breath for courage, I walked over to my mother and gave him a shy, yet caring hugg. I put my head into his shoulder, he smelt of smokes, old spice, and whisky. He looked, spoke, and smelt exactly how I remembered. It was comforting..oh so comforting.
I back away, untangeling my arms from his neck, and back away. I smile shyly, hang my head down.
I picked up some new clothes I received when the minions, or as I always called them "worshipers" took me shopping at mums request.
Unintentionaly, thoughts drift over to Darla..my grandmother, wonder what became of her? Not that she was so peachy being around.
I put almost everything, which was nothing; A book, the only one I read since I really can't..Phantom of the Opera, clothes, and..I was forgetting something else. I written the letter, and placed it on the bed.
Ted.
I squat down on my fours and reach under my bed for the prize I needed!
Ah---HAH!
Grabbing the dirty, disguisting companion of mine, I pull it out and stand up. I sit on my bed holding the tattered teddy bear. I had it since I was a baby. Though it was missing a eye, a nose, it was faded and wripping apart. I still hang onto it. Its my innocence.
I put the teddy bear in my bag, and picked up the bag. Looking at my letter in my not-so-tiddy-writting skills and turn to my father and his companion.
"I'm ready.." I say softly, shyly. Though, surprise! You could hear me!
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"You're a wonderful father."
I made a wish that someday we might ba able to have one...who knows, maybe Spike would be the one to Shanshu, not Angel. The prophecy spoke of a vampire with a soul, but didnt say which one. I squeezed his hand in mine and spoke to Courtney.
"Courtney, I have a sister a couple years older than you. I bet you two will get along great."
I was afraid of her hating me. Most girls hated the women their fathers are with after their mother.
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"Is she nice?" I ask. Kids my age, or a few years older than I was..well, nervous. What if she thought I was stupid..or ugly, or that I smelt? I don't smell! I promise!
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"Yes, she's nice. And her friend Nicole...well, Nicole can be nice. But I bet Dawn will love having you around. Im sure of it."
I was trying to make conversation as she packed her belongings.
"What do you like to do for fun?"
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"What do you like to do for fun?"
I looked at her..my mouth hung open. "I..um.." I shrug, "I ...sing?" My voice quiet, I doubt it will ever be vibrant as hers was. or dads. I bet if I screamed, I'd sound like a mouse. Yes.
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Sure, I could mumble a tune or two, but I wasnt a songstress. Sure, I was forced to sing when Xander summoned that demon, but that was all but a dazzling performance. Spike had a pretty good voice though.
"I bet you got that from your dad."
I smiled once more. I wanted her to be comfortable living in the house with us.
"What about snackfood? Do you have-you know what? We can just go grocery shopping later. Get all kinds of goodies."
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"Strawberries are good.." I nod.
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"Strawberries are good. I agree."
I turned to Spike, who was standing right there. To let Courtney get the rest of her things.
"You think she'll like me? Living in the house with us and everything?"
I remembered him saying that it was 'our' place and smiled.
"You're planning on moving in? I mean, I cant complain about that idea."
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"I'm sure she will."
Wanting to kiss her, but feeling that it would be inappropriate in front of Court, I just smiled and nodded.
"Know it might be difficult, but it's what's best fer Court. She'll need her father 'round."
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"Difficult? Please. I'll enjoy every second of it..."
I smiled and nudged him with a side comment.
"...and I think the room is more than big enough for the both of us."
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Never speak out of turn.
I held my teddy close to me, as I sat there listening. I was done.
Yet, the thought of my mother still burned in my mind. I close my eyes tightly, and bite my bottom lip savagely. Once they were through, I turn my head towards the couple. My father, and his girlfriend.
"Ready.." I say simply.
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"You have everything?"
she nodded and I turned to Spike.
"I guess it's time to go then?"
I began to walk towards the door.
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And I know now, that no one would understand. Not like my mother..and..my mother is the only one that I know would appreciate things that only I could..like the stars, the earth..music.
Walking out of the apartment my head immediately goes up to the sky, looking at the stars. Beautiful.
"I'm ready.."
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"The house is this way."
I began to walk towards it.
"I really hope you like it. You'll have your own room and everything. And you wont get bored, theyres always someone there. And you'll have your dad there too."
I gave his hand a squeeze.
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