A lament in Harmony
By Niana
Set in s6 right after Buffy ditches Spike (the jerkette)
disclaimer:yadda yadda, I own nothing..other people drive
by in their cars and laugh at my pathetic attempts
to be creative as I sit on the curb of life.
*********** *************A Lament in Harmony************ **************
It hurt, you know. When he left me. It really did. I guess I'm sort of a masochist
that way 'cause he was never nice to me. Not ever. He'd be surprised that I know
what masochist means. I do own a dictionary, I can look things up...I did go to
school, and sometimes I DID pay attention.(But mostly only if the teacher was hot)
Even with all the mental abuse he piled onto my seemingly-tiny cranium, I still
loved him. Even when I forced myself to push him away it hurt like hell.
But since he was so mean to me..he had to hurt too. It's only fair, right?
I've done it, too, I made him hurt. I made him scream. Although not out loud.
It wasn't physical, he's too good for that. But when it comes to emotions, he's just
a lost little boy. So I did it through the Slayer.
You think I didn't know? I would have had to be deaf, dumb, and blind not to
have noticed his gigantic crush on Buffy. (Yes, I looked up gigantic, too)
I talked to her, real friendly-like. Making casual conversation about how weird
being a vamp is and how souless and evil Spike is, all in that increadibly whiny
school-girl voice. And with just a little push from that soldier guy showing up,
whatshisname..Riley, and Poof! Out goes Spike on his ass. Torn up and broken by
his slayer. Like her tore and broke me.
Bastard.
Yay! I finally wrote something! Something that's never gonna go anywhere, but
still..pleasepleasepleaspleaseplease R&R!!! lovesyas! ^_^
By Niana
Set in s6 right after Buffy ditches Spike (the jerkette)
disclaimer:yadda yadda, I own nothing..other people drive
by in their cars and laugh at my pathetic attempts
to be creative as I sit on the curb of life.
*********** *************A Lament in Harmony************ **************
It hurt, you know. When he left me. It really did. I guess I'm sort of a masochist
that way 'cause he was never nice to me. Not ever. He'd be surprised that I know
what masochist means. I do own a dictionary, I can look things up...I did go to
school, and sometimes I DID pay attention.(But mostly only if the teacher was hot)
Even with all the mental abuse he piled onto my seemingly-tiny cranium, I still
loved him. Even when I forced myself to push him away it hurt like hell.
But since he was so mean to me..he had to hurt too. It's only fair, right?
I've done it, too, I made him hurt. I made him scream. Although not out loud.
It wasn't physical, he's too good for that. But when it comes to emotions, he's just
a lost little boy. So I did it through the Slayer.
You think I didn't know? I would have had to be deaf, dumb, and blind not to
have noticed his gigantic crush on Buffy. (Yes, I looked up gigantic, too)
I talked to her, real friendly-like. Making casual conversation about how weird
being a vamp is and how souless and evil Spike is, all in that increadibly whiny
school-girl voice. And with just a little push from that soldier guy showing up,
whatshisname..Riley, and Poof! Out goes Spike on his ass. Torn up and broken by
his slayer. Like her tore and broke me.
Bastard.
Yay! I finally wrote something! Something that's never gonna go anywhere, but
still..pleasepleasepleaspleaseplease R&R!!! lovesyas! ^_^