I walked out past the demon corpses with Erin. It gave me a chance to review our deadly handiwork. We were rather thorough...nothing moved but us now. She still had my sword, but I didn't bring it up. I let her hang onto it...letting her become acquainted with it. After I was gone, it would be her duty to look after it
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"Why didn't you tell me you were hurt this much? I was expecting bruises..."
Looking at my pitiful little disinfectant soaked washcloth, I had to scoff.
"When Abby came back to anctuary with me, she had been scratched bad by some two-headed reptile demons. All I had to do was kiss her to make her wounds go away..." I said to myself in a slightly faraway voice.
Focusing back on Erin, I slowly pressed the washcloth against her wounds, letting the disinfectant soak in.
"That is good...though what are we going to do for a change of clothes? I suppose I could see if Spike could scrounge us something..."
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"I've had worse..concusions, feinting, the whole ordeal." I shrug passively, pain was pain. Emotionaly stuff is what scars you, the physical? It'll go away in about two days, that with my slayer-healing-stregnth, and all.
I'd so kick batmans ass.
I wince some, at the disinfectant. It stung, kay? Those pieces of shit always stung, but as I get used to it, I let down a little.
"Eh...I don't think Ex-William-The-Scary, now Spike-the-bum, knows a lot about girls wear." I say, smirking.
"What?"
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My slayer-senses was tingeling all over...a sudden electricity, same kind some-what I had when I was called, though that was more powerful, I blinked. Sudden reknewal of regeneration coursed through my aching limbs, veins, and every part of my body from my head, finger tips, to toes. It was odd.
"Whoa..." I answer him, still on a slight buzz that no amount of alchohol can out-do.
As he begines to walk out to give me privacy to take a shower, which I too stand, I repeat 'whoa' perhaps three more times.
"Whoa.."
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"Erin...Erin are you alright? Are you hurt? Was it too much?"
Oh no...I had fried her brain! I fought back tears as I realized that I had hurt my only friend besides Spike...
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"Whoa..."
Shaking my head, I laugh softly at my watcher, new one, who I privately nickname Emo-Kid-of-The-Year.
"I'm okay..but.." Giggling even more so, it tiiickled!
"Whoa!"
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"I thought I had hurt and lost you!"
Just like how I had lost everyone else...
"Are you sure you're alright? I promise never to do it again! Just please be alright!"
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So I hugged him close, without saying anywords to my guadian, he knew. I will be there for him, like he has been there for me.
At least..I hope he stays here..if he leaves, after I got to know him, and he got to know me, that'll suck.
I can be nice...I can be sweet, and girly, once you get to know me. Its human nature to build walls.
So, in this small hug, a wall in now broken. Though, he'll never know. My watcher, my friend...and, in some odd ways, like a brother. Being the baby of all boys, six boys, I was seven, you tend to miss your big brothers.
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"I"M glad that you're alright. I guess I should be going now so you can take that shower. Will you be alright in here alone?"
I was still worried about her...worried that something might happen to her.
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"Its a shower, water cannot kill me..." tilting my head, I furrow my brows. Again. "Unless I was like that Jason guy in those 'Friday the 13th' movies, then.."
Smirking softly, I wave my hands in playful emphasis. "Now shoo! No peep shows!" I said, joking wise. Yes..I can be nice, but God! Let me break a joke in here, or its gonna turn into a 'kodak moment'.
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"Are you sure? Because I bet you could charge admission. Could probably get $1,500 out of Spike easy..." I joked back.
Smirking slightly, I kept backing up as she shooed me out.
"If you need anything, just holler and I'll be here as quickly as possible."
Finally I was out the door...soon to be alone again...
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BUT! I won't let his comment make me blush..well, I failed at that, so I shooed him more. "LEEAAVE!" I squeal, all girly. "I know...if I was crippled you'd wash my hair...move it!"
As he was out the door, I waved 'bye' at him playfully, and close the door, and began the showerness.
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Waiting outside the door, I leaned my back against it. Closing my eyes, I let my mind wander. I hoped for some pleasant daydreams about happier times and love...all I got was a seeping numbness that spread from my emptiness within.
It would be soon, I was sure of it.
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