So this was going well...or not. I had sucessfully killed the mood. "Look guys, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to kill the mood...just felt like saying what I was thinking. I shouldn't--I shouldn't have." I looked away trying to get back into my happy place...it wasn't happening.
"Hey, you two talk amongst yourselves. I am going to get cleaned up and change so we can head to see the house and then on to Wolfram and Hart to see Angel and Wesley. Don't worry really." I smiled and kissed Connor heading back upstairs. I needed a shower and a change of clothes, I would be fine after that.
I prayed that Connor wouldn't follow me, but most likely he would. If I got into the shower quickly he couldn't. Not sure that a shower would necessarily stop him, but I had to hope. Grabbing what I was going to wear and heading into the bathroom I looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn't really look at myself without hearing moms words over and over. I remember the night they disowned me, the night Robert died, I was almost thankful that they did that. It made things easier that way. I didn't have to live up to them anymore, the only downside was I wasn't there to protect my sisters and brother...I guess hindsight is always going to be 20/20.
I thought on these things as I got ready. I was actually thankful that Connor didn't follow..or if he did he noticed I was in the shower and just needed some time on my own. I actually felt better once I was cleaned up and fully dressed. I took a moment to take a deep breath and looked in the mirror for a second..only a second and headed out of the room and back to Gwen and Connor with a smile on my face.
"Sorry..I just needed some time to think....and now I am all better."
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