Dark sky threatens me daily (makes me alter and change)
It looked like Angel was busy with the children and really? Could I be more bored? It almost made me wish that I had done nothing. That I hadn't hit my mother or walked out of Wolfram and Hart with Angel and little Faith in tow. Maybe if I'd done nothing and stayed I could have talked to the other Angel without a couple of whining brats in the way. The urge to turn around and snap Faith's neck in the car was overpowering and I couldn't explain it. Something about her had made me feel different from the minute I'd laid eyes on her and now that she was defenseless? The temptation was overwhelming. I had more pressing questions though so I decided to wait until I could talk to Angel alone. Just as I got to the good stuff Connor came bounding outside to tattle on Faith and asking if I was his mother. His mother? I was barely a few months old and that almost made me laugh. Instead I pouted as Angel turned around and headed back inside to look after the rugrats.
Despite the big bad promises of finally telling me who I was, what I was, Angel loped off to take care of the kids and I frowned at that. He hadn't kept his promise either. Not that it made me want him any less. The dreams were still vivid in my mind and I had no idea where they came from or why. All I knew was that I had always been different then other kids. As soon as that bright light flashed across the lobby in Wolfram and Hart? I was even more different. I wasn't sure what it was that had changed I just knew that I didn't care anymore. I didn't care about making my parents happy or doing the right thing. Now I was mostly just angry that my entire life was a lie and no one would tell me why.
I escaped. I was fast and strong and I knew that no matter what Angel really was? I could hurt him if I had to. Of course he didn't even bother to follow me so wrapped up with little Faith and Connor that he didn't have time I guess. No one ever had time to actually tell me anything, just to boss me around and tell me what to do. Lexi, don't go outside at night because it's dangerous. Well, why the fuck was it so dangerous? Why couldn't she ever tell me that? On second thought? I was glad I finally punched my mother out. Now she'd know that I wasn't just some stupid brat to boss around. Whatever I was? I didn't think it was a vampire slayer, it was something bigger, something better, something stronger. And Connor? Well, he was just a baby now and absolutely no good to me at all. Worthless waste he was. Always crying about how his Dad never really loved him, forced him to choke down a lie until he didn't know where he was. Join the fucking club and stop whining about it. Whatever. I was glad he was a baby now and couldn't get in my way.
Thought about going back to Wolfram and Hart and playing the nice girl act again. Pretending to be good and sorry about hitting my mother and blaming it on my confusion. Because really, could she blame me for being confused? She was the greatest liar I had ever known and when I looked into her eyes? I knew that she knew it too. Still, I wasn't ready to see either of them yet and for as much as my blood sang for me to go and find Angel I wasn't ready. He wasn't ready. If I wanted answers, if I wanted revenge I knew I was going to have to seek out the only man I could ever trust. Daddy.
The entire world played my father like a well-tuned violin. He was just so fucking easy it was pathetic. Totally whipped for my Mother he almost jumped whenever she walked into a room and raised her voice. Not that I blamed him really. My mom was a total bitch. Sometimes I wondered if I was the only reason he put up with her shit.
It didn't take me long to get across town to my house. The only thing I could hope for was that my Mother hadn't run home to tattle on me for being such a naughty girl yet. I was so curious about how it was exactly that my Mother knew Angel. I had the feeling there was history there, but I had no clue what it was or how to even find it out. I wondered if I cried hard enough if my father would spill the beans like the sucker he was. Probably. Glancing in through the kitchen window I could see Dad sitting at the table looking lost and lonely. Probably worrying about his girls. That was sweet. Really. Only took me a few minutes to screw up my face just the right way, tears streaming down my cheeks as I walked in through the front door of our house.
"Dad?" I called out in a shaky voice. "Dad?!" Marching into the kitchen I looked down at where he sat. One look at my face and he was on his feet in an instant. "It's Mom. Something's wrong. I think...I think Angel did something to her."
(Riley...)
Despite the big bad promises of finally telling me who I was, what I was, Angel loped off to take care of the kids and I frowned at that. He hadn't kept his promise either. Not that it made me want him any less. The dreams were still vivid in my mind and I had no idea where they came from or why. All I knew was that I had always been different then other kids. As soon as that bright light flashed across the lobby in Wolfram and Hart? I was even more different. I wasn't sure what it was that had changed I just knew that I didn't care anymore. I didn't care about making my parents happy or doing the right thing. Now I was mostly just angry that my entire life was a lie and no one would tell me why.
I escaped. I was fast and strong and I knew that no matter what Angel really was? I could hurt him if I had to. Of course he didn't even bother to follow me so wrapped up with little Faith and Connor that he didn't have time I guess. No one ever had time to actually tell me anything, just to boss me around and tell me what to do. Lexi, don't go outside at night because it's dangerous. Well, why the fuck was it so dangerous? Why couldn't she ever tell me that? On second thought? I was glad I finally punched my mother out. Now she'd know that I wasn't just some stupid brat to boss around. Whatever I was? I didn't think it was a vampire slayer, it was something bigger, something better, something stronger. And Connor? Well, he was just a baby now and absolutely no good to me at all. Worthless waste he was. Always crying about how his Dad never really loved him, forced him to choke down a lie until he didn't know where he was. Join the fucking club and stop whining about it. Whatever. I was glad he was a baby now and couldn't get in my way.
Thought about going back to Wolfram and Hart and playing the nice girl act again. Pretending to be good and sorry about hitting my mother and blaming it on my confusion. Because really, could she blame me for being confused? She was the greatest liar I had ever known and when I looked into her eyes? I knew that she knew it too. Still, I wasn't ready to see either of them yet and for as much as my blood sang for me to go and find Angel I wasn't ready. He wasn't ready. If I wanted answers, if I wanted revenge I knew I was going to have to seek out the only man I could ever trust. Daddy.
The entire world played my father like a well-tuned violin. He was just so fucking easy it was pathetic. Totally whipped for my Mother he almost jumped whenever she walked into a room and raised her voice. Not that I blamed him really. My mom was a total bitch. Sometimes I wondered if I was the only reason he put up with her shit.
It didn't take me long to get across town to my house. The only thing I could hope for was that my Mother hadn't run home to tattle on me for being such a naughty girl yet. I was so curious about how it was exactly that my Mother knew Angel. I had the feeling there was history there, but I had no clue what it was or how to even find it out. I wondered if I cried hard enough if my father would spill the beans like the sucker he was. Probably. Glancing in through the kitchen window I could see Dad sitting at the table looking lost and lonely. Probably worrying about his girls. That was sweet. Really. Only took me a few minutes to screw up my face just the right way, tears streaming down my cheeks as I walked in through the front door of our house.
"Dad?" I called out in a shaky voice. "Dad?!" Marching into the kitchen I looked down at where he sat. One look at my face and he was on his feet in an instant. "It's Mom. Something's wrong. I think...I think Angel did something to her."
(Riley...)