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She ran.
What else could she have done? When the singing demon's whammy ended, she was still liplocked with Spike. Still enjoying it.
With the music gone, there wasn't an excuse. Nothing she could hide behind. No one she could place the blame upon.
So, she shoved him, hard enough to send him sprawling into the road, elbows and ass hitting the pavement rudely, and she carried herself away, at top speed. Her bootheels clacked with each stride, echoing from the walls of brick and mortar.
She ran. Like a scared little rabbit.
Not like a Slayer in any way.
She couldn't go back to the Bronze. Definitely not the graveyard. Her feet led her, she merely followed, and found herself at home, hand shaking too badly to fit her key into the lock. Deep breaths only brought tears, tears of frustration, of embarrassment, of wounded, stung pride.
They knew. She'd tried so hard to keep it secret, to shoulder the burden herself, not let anyone know that when they'd cast their well-meaning spell, they'd yanked her out of the reward she'd fought so hard for.
Heaven was denied her, by her friends.
The weight of it all crashed down, hard enough to bear her to her knees in the doorway, narrow shoulders shaking from the sobbing.
What else could she have done? When the singing demon's whammy ended, she was still liplocked with Spike. Still enjoying it.
With the music gone, there wasn't an excuse. Nothing she could hide behind. No one she could place the blame upon.
So, she shoved him, hard enough to send him sprawling into the road, elbows and ass hitting the pavement rudely, and she carried herself away, at top speed. Her bootheels clacked with each stride, echoing from the walls of brick and mortar.
She ran. Like a scared little rabbit.
Not like a Slayer in any way.
She couldn't go back to the Bronze. Definitely not the graveyard. Her feet led her, she merely followed, and found herself at home, hand shaking too badly to fit her key into the lock. Deep breaths only brought tears, tears of frustration, of embarrassment, of wounded, stung pride.
They knew. She'd tried so hard to keep it secret, to shoulder the burden herself, not let anyone know that when they'd cast their well-meaning spell, they'd yanked her out of the reward she'd fought so hard for.
Heaven was denied her, by her friends.
The weight of it all crashed down, hard enough to bear her to her knees in the doorway, narrow shoulders shaking from the sobbing.