"At Last.. a Dawn POV"

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I was scared. Scared for Faith. She told me once that everything happens for a reason. If only I had been there for her in the beginning maybe things wouldn't have gone this far. I hate Buffy and what she has done. Faith was the only person in the world that actually understood me. She understood what it felt like to be lonely and afraid. She was the only one who I could say anything to, yet, I was afraid to tell her how I felt about her. Maybe I could have stopped it all. Maybe I could have saved her.

You see, I was kind of a loner. I had no friends to speak of and I was always lying about my social life. Everyone seemed to feel bad for me all the time. Everyone except faith. I once asked her why no one liked me and she told me that I never gave anyone a chance. That I was afraid of being rejected. She told me she was the same way growing up. It was at that moment that I wanted to be with faith. I always thought the idea of being with another woman was sick and perverted but my heart told me she was the one.

Buffy and I had never been especially close but I thought she would understand how I could love someone that I wasn't supposed to. I thought that since she had slept with vampires of all people, I could tell her how I felt about faith. I couldn't have been more wrong.

The night that I ended it all, I asked buffy to come into my room. I needed to tell her. She came over and sat at the edge of my bed and took my hand. She asked me what was on my mind and I started crying. I told her I was in love with a woman. At first she was ok and then she asked me who. Faith was my reply.

Buffy shot up and started screaming at me. She told me I was dirty and that she had never been more disgusted in her life. She ran out of my room and yelled that I would never see faith again and that she would take care of that "evil bitch". I never really thought she would do anything that irrational. I buried my face in my pillow and drifted off to sleep.

At about 5am, the phone rang, it was Xander. He told me that Buffy had gone out and murdered faith and that she was arrested. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I hung up the phone and ran to the hospital. I slowly opened the door the morgue and saw faiths severely disfigured body lying under a sheet. I couldn't breathe.

It was then that I realized that it was all my fault. If only I had told faith how I felt, we could have run away together and this could've been prevented. I sobbed myself into a deep sleep. I was awaken by a familiar voice whispering to me "look what you've done". I opened my eyes and looked at my sister hovering over me with an evil grin seen only in the movies by murderous madmen. But then again, that was what buffy was. I hit her. I hit her as hard as I could until I felt my body being pulled off of her by a by standing janitor. I looked at my sister for the last time and grabbed a scalpel that was laying on the table next to me. I told her I hater her and plunged the knife into my heart. Then there was the blackness. The peaceful, beautiful blackness. All the pain disappeared and a face appeared to me. It was Faiths. She looked at me with loving eyes and softy said "Everything happens for a reason Dawnie.. I love you too" finally, together at last. Me and my Faith.

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