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Summary: What if Faith didn't jump.
Authors Note: Beware! for i am a newbie author. I am without a beta and have no idea how to make this format work. Any suggestions are well appreciated
Buffy's POV
The knife is cold in my hand; I hear the quiet drips of blood hit the concrete of the roof. Her words are still hanging in the air. "You killed me" repeated over and over in my mind. I look down at her oddly peaceful yet hollow figure. She's laying in partial fetal position on the roof; a crimson puddle is continuously growing around her. I drop the knife and listen to the loud clang it makes then drop to my knees, at one point I would have never let her see me cry but now the tears flowed freely.
"Faith…. I try to choke out but my words are just a soft whimper
"Faith look at me" I tried to command but it came out as a wailing plea.
I stumble over to her body and roll her over so I'm cradling her in my lap; I tilt her head so it's facing me, cupping her cheek in my palm. I can feel her body heat decreasing becoming a deathly cold. More tears fall as I hold her close.
"Faith come on……come on Faith please….please" I'm begging now, shaking her, hugging her to me. I'm shaking now, I can't stop the tears. I don't try to stop them.
"Faith!" I scream hoping it will make a difference
"Faith! Wake the fuck up! FAITH!"
I want to hit her, smack her, kiss her. I'd do anything to see her eyes open.
"Faith….I love you……I love on Faith please……I love you" I feel an icy chill in my chest. I scream, I scream at Faith for leaving me. I scream at me for not telling Faith how I really felt, why it hurt so much to see her turn to the mayor. I scream because I had to again kill the person that I love.