Won't Get Fooled Again
I couldn't let all these lovely prompts go without writing something, so here's another drabble. Not very good, but I wrote it in a hurry.
Setting: Post-Chosen
Rating: PG
Prompt: What is placed in the fire has a valuable role to play but leaves nothing behind when it's gone.
100 words.
Won't Get Fooled Again
She tells herself it doesn't matter there's no body. His grave's the whole of Sunnydale.
She tells herself she'll hold him in her heart. Her face reflected in his eyes, his hand burning in hers.
She tells herself a lot of stuff, but she's not fooling anyone. Memories fade or become saccharine lies. She needs to remember the best and worst of him.
The coat would have worked. She should've ripped it off of him. Buried it, maybe. Time the damn thing was laid to rest.
Or she would have kept it.
Of course she would.
Not fooling anyone again.
Setting: Post-Chosen
Rating: PG
Prompt: What is placed in the fire has a valuable role to play but leaves nothing behind when it's gone.
100 words.
Won't Get Fooled Again
She tells herself it doesn't matter there's no body. His grave's the whole of Sunnydale.
She tells herself she'll hold him in her heart. Her face reflected in his eyes, his hand burning in hers.
She tells herself a lot of stuff, but she's not fooling anyone. Memories fade or become saccharine lies. She needs to remember the best and worst of him.
The coat would have worked. She should've ripped it off of him. Buried it, maybe. Time the damn thing was laid to rest.
Or she would have kept it.
Of course she would.
Not fooling anyone again.