Revenge is a dish ...

[techno_pagan]

Can we kill him? Willow’s question was honest and direct. The tips of my fingers carefully stroked her beautiful red tresses as she cuddled close. A small smile danced across my lips, this was her first and only attempt at comfort that I’d seen. I felt special that she had reached out to me. I closed my eyes to burn the memory of this on my soul,

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[eternally_ozs]

"I want him to suffer, but I also want him gone..gone where he can't touch me ever again...I don't know what I really want... I just know that I want the pain to go away

[techno_pagan]

Scooping her up in my arms, the silent tears blazed the trail they had so many times already tonight. The feel of her slight helpless body in my arms, I knew the wanting to be safe for someone to take it all away

[eternally_ozs]

I don't know why I trusted her so much, I don't know what made her different than everyone else. I did know one thing, I knew that I could count on her, more than I could ever count on my family. I mean don't get me wrong, I love my parents, its kind of required, but I don't think I could go to them with something like this. I don't think my mom would do for me what Jenny is

[techno_pagan]

She was in so much pain both physically and emotionally, "Can Oz really love me now that I was taken and used by someone else?" her quiet voice cut the silence, and then with more urgency she asked, "Will I ever really be loved by anyone again? Has Angelus tainted me forever?" She looked to me to make everything better. But this wasn’t a spreadsheet with a circular reference, or a database with had been indexed incorrectly, this was life, not a computer and the answers weren’t that easy