DISCLAIMER- NO I DO NOT OWN COWBOY BEBOP OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS. I'M JUST WRITING FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES
Also this is my first fan fic...so be gentle... I was inspired by my mascara...so yeah... let me know what you think of this one shot.
She opened her eyes to the point where she could see the black tears that hung onto her eyelashes for dear life, closing them tightly she let them stain her porcelain like skin.
She put a hand to her forehead and groaned slightly…what the hell had happened? Sitting up she took in her surroundings…nothing seemed familiar. She still felt muzzy…and everything was doubled. Her legs hurt…her arms hurt….fuck her sex hurt. She touched her cunt through the sheet the covered her naked body.
A chilling voice pierced the silent air. "Sore, I'm gathering…"
She quickly turned to the source, with wide fiery green eyes letting out a small gasp. "What the hell happened?" She demanded in her shaky voice.
Ahh…her fear was music to his ears...but he didn't respond.
She wrapped the sheet around her even more, as the intensity of the situation skyrocketed. It was obvious what had happened, question was why? Spike didn't love her, he loved Julia. None of this made sense…why? WHY? WHHHYY!! "Why Vicious?" were the only words she could muster between in vocals cords and the on forming knot in her throat.
He grinned at the purple-haired vixen and dragged his hot tongue across his cold, dry lips. "You tell me, Faye…" Her confusion was so arousing and yet amusing all at once.
Faye looked all around with her full lips trembling slightly as she began to breathe heavy, the cloudy memory was becoming clear.
Images flashed through her mind, it was Spike. They had been fighting as usual, and she had said something she didn't mean to. The words echoed in her mind as she remembered that odd silence that was held between her and Spike for those brief moments…that was until he shattered everything with "You can never take her place…"
Her mascara covered lashes stuck together as she fought back the tears, the tears she knew Vicious wanted to see. She looked back at him, "Why?"
He grinned once again. "Don't worry about it."
