Tell me what kind of mask I should put on

Oct 08, 2005 04:07

After Spike and Faith left the room for the kitchen, I really wasn't sure what to do with myself. I'd had enough of simply sitting around letting the dried blood on my clothes to cling to my skin. Not only was it uncomfortable, but it was a constant reminder to me and to everyone else in the room what had happened earlier tonight. Willow was ( Read more... )

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sired1880spike October 15 2005, 12:40:07 UTC
After drinking my tea in the kitchen with Faith, I slipped upstairs. Buffy had disappeared, and I wanted to see if she was alright.

The door to her bedroom was ajar. I looked in. It seemed like she was asleep. I just looked at her for a minute. She really was pretty. I mean, she'd been a pain in my arse for years, but I had to admit the girl was nice looking.

Except that wasn't exactly true, was it? The pain in the arse part. That wasn't this Buffy. It was the old Buffy, and this girl was just... a bit different. Nicer, maybe, at least to me. I guess that was because now I was stronger than her, she didn't feel like she could just punch me in the face when it suited her. Well, that was an improvement. But there was something more. Her attitude had changed, I reckoned. I didn't know quite what to make of it.

I hovered by the doorway, wondering if I should stay or go.

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buffy__anne October 17 2005, 18:37:20 UTC
I wasn't sure exactly how long I laid there on the bed trying to fall asleep. All I knew was that it wasn't working. Should've figured though, right? It's always harder to fall asleep when you're forcing yourself. Turning to my side, I stared at the window. I hated feeling this helpless and hated the fact that I appeared helpless to everyone else. Poor Buffy. Get caught by thebig bad witch and has to have her friends come to her rescue. Wasn't I normally on the other side of that equation? When did I become the damsel ( ... )

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sired1880spike October 20 2005, 19:18:48 UTC
Buffy opened her eyes and looked straight at me. Shit.

"What are you doing here?"

The funny thing was that she didn't sound completely pissed off.

"Erm..." I pause and try to think of a flippant reply, but instead find myself telling the truth. "Jus' wanted to see if you were alright, is all. Glory banged you up good." I shuffle my feet awkwardly and look at her. "So are you? Alright, that is?" I pull my pack of smokes from my pocket and fiddle with the lid. Dunno why I've got all awkward around Buffy suddenly. Not like me at all.

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buffy__anne October 21 2005, 04:53:46 UTC
Pushing myself up further onto the bed, I suddenly felt vunerable for some reason. Not in a imminent danger sort of way, but.. something. Okay, maybe the fact that I was sitting here with cuts all over my body begging to reopen and bleed out at the wrong move, but he knew that already. I knew that he knew. God, Buffy. This is Spike. This isn't supposed to be uncomfortable. At least not this sort of uncomfortable.

Wasn't it just earlier tonight that I felt the most comfortable I've felt since the split? And at his place? What was wrong with me?

Confused at his.. concern and the fact that he actually came up to see how I was doing, I flicked my eyes away for a moment. "I'm fine," I half lied. I was better, but far from fine. But why would I want Spike to know that?

Sighing, I looked at him again. "You didn't look so well yourself back there," I added as I watched him pull out his cigarattes.

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