"Dru, please stop." I pleaded as my fourteen-year-old sister cried on her bed. I had been a legal guardian for less then one day and Doyle and I were very quickly crashing. Drusilla was still mourning fairly bad for our parents. We didn't know what to do. The three little ones were slowly recovering and Doyle and I were just to busy.
I hugged my sister tightly, trying in vain to help her. I just hate the watch her suffer. She continued to cry in my petite arms until she had no more tears to cry and we just sat there, her gazing off no where and me whispering sweet nothings.
After a few more minutes in slowly got up, placing Dru back down on the bed. She had gone to sleep. I wiped my eyes and headed downstairs to the living room where Doyle sat watching TV and, Lindsey and the twins played a children bored game.
"She alright?" Doyle asked looking at me as I sat down next to him.
"She'll live." I answered leaning back, thinking about what else I had to do today. It was currently ten o'clock and in about half an hour I had to go practice with the gang- our first concert would be in two weeks-, after that Doyle and I would go to the shop and try to buy something other then junk food. Another long day.
I once again found myself sitting on the beaten-up couch in Spike's basement. My base guitar sat on my lap as I finely tuned it before practice. Willow sat down next to me and lent her head on my shoulder. I smile and looked over at her.
"How are things going at home?" She asked and I shrugged. There hadn't been a great improvement on that front.
"Okay," I sighed and Willow knew I was lying.
"It will get better." She said putting an arm around me, "How about you bring Dru on tour in two weeks" She suggested.
I looked up at Willow and smiled. It was a great idea. Doyle wouldn't have to look after her, she liked my friends and a lot of famous people and partying would cheer her up. I hugged Willow back nodding enthusiastically.
Spike and Oz came and Willow got up. Her and Oz faced me and Oz started to talk, "Seeing as we needed one more member for the band for tour." He began and I started to wonder exactly what was going on, "Willow's going to be playing." I saw a rare smile cross Oz's face and I hugged Willow.
"What ya playing Wills?" I asked knowing she could play many things but could figure what would fit into rock.
"Piano." Spike answered for her, "rock seems to be taking a more classical feel and we thought it would be good to and a bit in ourselves."
"So what doing you think Buffy?" Willow asked me. Obviously this had been planed while I was busy at home.
"This I great!" I said and hugged her again. Now the whole group bar Xander was in the band. Though he was basically in it anyway. He was around when anything important was going down. Well more often then me.
Spike walked over to his drums and sat down. He struck up a beat and Oz, Willow and I joined him.
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I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time can not erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
You used to captivate me by your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time can not erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
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"Really" My sister said, smiling for the first time in what seemed to be weeks. I had just told her that if she would like to she could come on tour with me. Willow had been right: the perfect way to cheer her up.
"Yup." I answered the paused, "but we're going to have to go shopping first." I smiled as well. Shopping being one of the great things to do in life.
Drusilla hugged me tightly her mourning put into the back of her mind for the moment. All that she could think of was she was going to be touring the west coast of the USA and meeting famous people. What more could she want? Parents...
Umm... Review? Should I keep going? Sorry I haven't written for a while and also for some typos in past chapters.