Comments | chosen_path: I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say (and you can't take back what you've taken away)

prodigal_slayer in chosen_path

I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say (and you can't take back what you've taken away)

Jul 11, 2005 23:11

I'd stayed because I didn't know what else to do with myself. Had no money, had no real friends, had nothin' but my own damn self. Wasn't that always the way? Guess they weren't joking about all that she alone stuff, and sometimes I thought about goin' back to B. Showin' up in Rome just to say hey and then maybe settling down, ya know? Help out ( Read more... )

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__visiongal July 12 2005, 18:56:08 UTC

"I would've figured it out eventually, y'know," he told me, taking a long draw on his cigarette, "That's why so many nasties are comin' after you. You smell different when you're pregnant."

My first reaction? "Eww." My second? "How did you know about--"

"The demons?" Spike flicked his cigarette across the alley way, shrugged, "Percy. And before you get your knickers in a twist, he's not having you followed. He just wants to make sure you're safe, that's all."

I didn't answer. "You heard anything about Faith?"Same question, different night. I asked it all the time, hoping that someone had caught a glimpse. Was she still living in our apartment? Still in the city? Or had she gone? Given up, like I had ( ... )

__visiongal July 12 2005, 18:56:29 UTC

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"She's still livin' at that place you two had." Spike told me, "Saw her the other night fightin' some big bad."

"Was she okay?" I asked, hoping the answer was yes and hoping it was no all at the same time.

"Honestly?"

I nodded, biting my lip.

"Not really, pet. A guy can tell these things."I found myself outside of our apartment twenty minutes after my conversation with Spike. I hadn't asked him why she wasn't okay, hadn't asked him what she looked like or even how she'd acted. My first thought had been Faith and when I got here, looked at all the lights turned out, I sat down to wait ( ... )

prodigal_slayer July 13 2005, 01:36:05 UTC

I thought I was dreamin', my lips just falling open as I stood there like a total idiot. Alice was grinnin' and giggling like this was the funniest shit she'd ever seen. Sorry, just wasn't findin' the humor in seein' the chick that used to be mine....no never mine.....showin' up on my front porch while I had the skankiest bitch in L.A. (besides me) hangin' off my arm. Even despite my alcohol induced haze I couldn't find the humor in it, and just like that she was gone. Pushin' past the two of us and runnin' down the walkway to the street. I didn't even have to think about it, I just dropped Alice like a hotcake. Pretty sure her ass ended up on the front porch but I didn't care. She was a big girl she could take care of herself. But me? I wanted to know why Cordelia was here, and why she'd just run off like that. What'd she expect anyway? That I'd up and join a monastery because she decided that she just couldn't love me? Fuck her ( ... )

__visiongal July 13 2005, 03:21:57 UTC

She's not my girlfriend.

My irritation grew tenfold as Faith picked herself up off the sidewalk, dusting herself off as if it were the most natural thing in the world to have your former girlfriend kick you like that.

I was under no illusions, half-demon or not Faith would wipe the floor with me in a fight - hell, even I wouldn't take bets on me... But all of a sudden I could just see us throwing down, as she called it, right here in the middle of the street.

That was the funny thing about pain, I thought, the more you had? The more you wanted to inflict on other people - especially the ones who'd made you hurt in the first place.

"I'm not the one who walked out, so don't even go tryin' to make me feel guilty for Al...Allie.""You don't even know her name," I spat, realising my earlier analogy of girlfriend had been way wrong. Oh, Faith had gone out and got herself someone new all right but for all I knew it was a different someone every night. At least with me it'd been one and I'd had the good graces to-- What, get knocked ( ... )

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