FIC: Someday You Will Be Loved
so....after years of lurking around all over the place i wrote this...i originally posted it over at KennedyFanfic.com a while ago...but then i put on my journal...and thought 'why the hell not? i'll find a community and post' haha
be warned. i was not in a happy place when i wrote this..
BUT i am a diehard willow/kennedy shipper. dont let this fool you.
also..this is my first time posting a fic on lj. so....yeah. that is all.
Title:Someday You Will Be Loved
Author: Me! haha but you can just call me "K-Rey"
Pairing: Willow/Kennedy
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, i am merely borrowing the characters for my own pleasure :)
i also do not own the song "Someday You Will Be Loved" it belongs to the wonderful band - Death Cab for Cutie
Willow was sitting on her front porch, watching the sun rise. It was her favorite time of day. All the things that go bump in the night would go back and hide, while the world woke up. It was strangely bittersweet. Just like her thoughts lately.
After the battle with the First the gang and the newly activated slayers had all gone their separate ways. For a while Willow and Kennedy stayed in Cleveland to help start up the slayer school. Everything was going well, they were happy or so it seemed.
I once knew a girl
In the years of my youth
With eyes like the summer
All beauty and truth
In the morning I fled
Left a note and it read
Someday you will be loved.
One night, after having a nice romantic dinner, Kennedy said those three little words. Those three little words that usually instill feelings of happiness and joy in people. Those three little words that caused a wave of panic to surge through Willow. Those three little words that caused Willow to run.
The morning after her little confession, the young brunette found herself alone in bed.
I cannot pretend that I felt any regret
Cause each broken heart will eventually mend
As the blood runs red down the needle and thread
Someday you will be loved
For five long years the Scooby Gang didn't hear from the red-head. It was as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth. They all just tried to live their lives, and help Kennedy deal with the heartbreak. For five long years they had no idea where Willow was. They thought she moved somewhere far away. They never suspected that she would return. That Willow was closer than they thought.
'Its been five years. Five long years. She is better off without me. She needed to be with someone that loves her. But for some reason i just cant seem to forget her. But its not like i loved her....right? Right.
'Then why am I here, spying on her.?' Willow thought. She sat inside a quaint little bookstore that was across the street from a coffee shop that she knew Kennedy visited frequently.
You'll be loved you'll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
' I'm just making sure she's alright.' Even her own thoughts sounded pathetic to her.
She missed her friends, but she was too scared to go back. She had runaway from her problems, and her family. But leaving was for the best.
And the young latina should have moved on by now. She should have forgotten all about Willow by now. And 'Hopefully,' Willow thought, 'I'll be able to return soon'
You may feel alone when you're falling asleep
And every time tears roll down your cheeks
But I know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet
Someday you will be loved
The redhead stood outside Kennedy's window, she knew if somebody saw her she would not be able to explain what she was doing there. But she had to make sure. She had to know for sure if the young woman had moved on.
What she saw really shocked her. There was Kennedy the usually brass, confident, strong woman--crying. In that moment Willow did not see the self assured young woman that had pursued her all those years ago. She saw this fragile, self conscious, little girl. She saw a broken doll. A doll she had broken.
'Oh my God. What have I done? I should have let her down easy, I ...I did this... but it was for the best, she deserved better.'
You'll be loved you'll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
You'll be loved you'll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
Someday you will be loved
With one final look inside the house Willow left.
As Willow walked away into the darkness she whispered, "Someday Kennedy, you will be loved. I'm sorry I couldn't do that for you."
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so thats it.
i tried to go back and edit any mistakes, but i might have missed something.
be warned. i was not in a happy place when i wrote this..
BUT i am a diehard willow/kennedy shipper. dont let this fool you.
also..this is my first time posting a fic on lj. so....yeah. that is all.
Title:Someday You Will Be Loved
Author: Me! haha but you can just call me "K-Rey"
Pairing: Willow/Kennedy
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, i am merely borrowing the characters for my own pleasure :)
i also do not own the song "Someday You Will Be Loved" it belongs to the wonderful band - Death Cab for Cutie
Willow was sitting on her front porch, watching the sun rise. It was her favorite time of day. All the things that go bump in the night would go back and hide, while the world woke up. It was strangely bittersweet. Just like her thoughts lately.
After the battle with the First the gang and the newly activated slayers had all gone their separate ways. For a while Willow and Kennedy stayed in Cleveland to help start up the slayer school. Everything was going well, they were happy or so it seemed.
I once knew a girl
In the years of my youth
With eyes like the summer
All beauty and truth
In the morning I fled
Left a note and it read
Someday you will be loved.
One night, after having a nice romantic dinner, Kennedy said those three little words. Those three little words that usually instill feelings of happiness and joy in people. Those three little words that caused a wave of panic to surge through Willow. Those three little words that caused Willow to run.
The morning after her little confession, the young brunette found herself alone in bed.
I cannot pretend that I felt any regret
Cause each broken heart will eventually mend
As the blood runs red down the needle and thread
Someday you will be loved
For five long years the Scooby Gang didn't hear from the red-head. It was as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth. They all just tried to live their lives, and help Kennedy deal with the heartbreak. For five long years they had no idea where Willow was. They thought she moved somewhere far away. They never suspected that she would return. That Willow was closer than they thought.
'Its been five years. Five long years. She is better off without me. She needed to be with someone that loves her. But for some reason i just cant seem to forget her. But its not like i loved her....right? Right.
'Then why am I here, spying on her.?' Willow thought. She sat inside a quaint little bookstore that was across the street from a coffee shop that she knew Kennedy visited frequently.
You'll be loved you'll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
' I'm just making sure she's alright.' Even her own thoughts sounded pathetic to her.
She missed her friends, but she was too scared to go back. She had runaway from her problems, and her family. But leaving was for the best.
And the young latina should have moved on by now. She should have forgotten all about Willow by now. And 'Hopefully,' Willow thought, 'I'll be able to return soon'
You may feel alone when you're falling asleep
And every time tears roll down your cheeks
But I know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet
Someday you will be loved
The redhead stood outside Kennedy's window, she knew if somebody saw her she would not be able to explain what she was doing there. But she had to make sure. She had to know for sure if the young woman had moved on.
What she saw really shocked her. There was Kennedy the usually brass, confident, strong woman--crying. In that moment Willow did not see the self assured young woman that had pursued her all those years ago. She saw this fragile, self conscious, little girl. She saw a broken doll. A doll she had broken.
'Oh my God. What have I done? I should have let her down easy, I ...I did this... but it was for the best, she deserved better.'
You'll be loved you'll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
You'll be loved you'll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
Someday you will be loved
With one final look inside the house Willow left.
As Willow walked away into the darkness she whispered, "Someday Kennedy, you will be loved. I'm sorry I couldn't do that for you."
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so thats it.
i tried to go back and edit any mistakes, but i might have missed something.