Title: Cry
Summary: Buffy xover! Faith never cried for anyone else. Not until Sam.
Timeline: Post-Bedtime Stories
A/N: Sequel to Kiss the Toad and Prince Charming.
Faith never cried for anyone else. Not once.
Not until Sam.
Not until he called her with a dead voice and all she could see were dead eyes and a hollow expression. Not until he told her what he had done.
"I killed her," he said. Dead voice. She remembered that voice. "She was possessed but the demon would've left. It would've left the girl alive but…I killed her, Faith."
Faith's eyes filled up. Dead voice didn't belong to Prince Charming. It belonged to her and all her bullshit.
She could still remember it. All that anger and hate and confusion linger at the tip of her tongue like a nasty curse she shouldn't let out but she never did care. It left a taste. Nothing in control. Nothing making sense. Life was red and black. Blood and death. Felt like god but you weren't. Felt free and you were; free falling, no ground, no roof, just spinning crazy, faster and faster, and you just can't stop -.
Until your beating the shit out of your own face. Bitch. Bitch. Murdering bitch.
That was her bullshit, not his. Not Prince Charming.
"Why?"
Sam laughed lightly. "She was being a smart-ass."
And Faith cried.
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