*Intro* State of Mind
AUTHOR: Tab
EMAIL: Girlanachronism911@h...
RATING: PG-13 (later NC-17)
PAIRING: Buffy/Faith
SUMMARY: This fic is gonna be kind of like a cross over with my
favorite all time move Girl Interrupted. This fic is also playing
off in the episode when Buffy is infected by a demon and seems to
believe shes really a patient at a mental institute.
DISCLAIMER: Buffy and Faith belong to Joss Whedon I just borrowed
them and threw them into Girl Interrupted which belongs to the
talented director and author.
FEEDBACK: Ofcourse :)
AUTHORS NOTES: Ok this intro is just an idea for an upcoming fic. I have been having problems with the fic Reach for Me so I decided to try to write something that I could hopefully be more interested in. This fic is a crossover with Girl Interrupted however it does not have Lisa nor Susanna, but it has Buffy and Faith and the rest of the characters in Girl Interrupted. I've always wondered about the episode when Buffy starts to believe she could be in a mental institute and have wanted to write a crossover fic with Girl Interrupted. Anyways heres the fic please please please give me feedback because Im not sure if I should go on with this fic or not yet.
*just incase you don't know: catatonic schizophrenic: is basically a mental condition when they live a life in their head and do not move or react to things around them.
*Its best to have seen the movie Girl Interrupted but I dont think it's necessary*
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Faiths POV:
Another boring day, jeez I gotta get out of this hell hole. I look down at the cards I'm holding and place them down sick of the card game we play each day.
"Razors pain ya, Rivers are damp, Acids sting ya, Drugs cause cramp, Guns aren't lawful, Nooses give, Gas smells awful, Ya might as well live.", I lightly say before getting up and leaving the nut jobs. I stretch my arms above my head, trying to think of something to do.
That's when I saw her. Valerie was talking to two people that must've been her parents, while pushing this petite blonde number in a wheel chair. Her hair was a mess and her eyes looked vacant and lost. I wanted to know everything about her, she captivated me. I knew I could get lost in her and I wanted to.
I dragged my eyes away from the babe and tried to hear what Dr. Val was talking about.
"Mrs. Summers I assure you we've dealt with catatonic schizophrenic patients before. Your daughter is in good hands."
Damn just my fucking luck she's a vegetable.
"See honey she'll be fine", the man I assume is Mr. Summers reassures his wife.
They walk past me and head down another hall of rooms. When they reach the fourth room on the left they stop. No fucking way! I AM NOT sharing a room with a freaking vegetable. Incredibly pissed I stomp my way over to them.
Val, hearing my stomps, turns around also turning around the blonde in the wheel chair. Holy shit wasn't expecting her to do that. I stand there with my mouth slightly open most likely looking like an idiot. But all I can think about are her eyes and how they seem to be looking far off, as if she can see something that the rest of us can only dream about, and the way her nose is slightly uneven giving her character, and her flawless beautiful body. I smile and look up at Val.
"So who's the fresh meat?", Val looks at me with an annoyed smile and she turns back to the blonde's parents.
"This is Faith, she's another one of the patients here. And also Buffy's room mate…"
"Huh? Buffy, that's a" "Unique name" Mrs. S finishes my sentence and smiles.
"Hi Faith, I'm Mrs. Summers and this is Mr. Summers" She says as she continues to walk into my room. They all follow her and I decide to do the same.
"Isn't the room a little small for the two of them?" Mrs. Summers asks. I raise my eyebrows, Hell this room is huge compared to my old place.
"Well this is a standard two person bedroom and because of Buffy's state she wont be taking up much space anyways. So I don't think there'll be any problems. Right Faith?"
"Uhh yeah sure… as long as she doesn't touch any of my shit we're five by five"
I give them my shit eating grin and flop down on my bed. Val rolls her eyes but turns back to them and talks some more but all I can think about is the blonde. I'm staring at her, hoping the rest don't notice. God I wish those eyes were staring at me. She's so perfect, so beautiful, and she's so mine. She's my girl. My babe. I grin, god this is gonna be wicked.
TBC...
AUTHORS NOTES: Ok this intro is just an idea for an upcoming fic. I have been having problems with the fic Reach for Me so I decided to try to write something that I could hopefully be more interested in. This fic is a crossover with Girl Interrupted however it does not have Lisa nor Susanna, but it has Buffy and Faith and the rest of the characters in Girl Interrupted. I've always wondered about the episode when Buffy starts to believe she could be in a mental institute and have wanted to write a crossover fic with Girl Interrupted. Anyways heres the fic please please please give me feedback because Im not sure if I should go on with this fic or not yet.
*just incase you don't know: catatonic schizophrenic: is basically a mental condition when they live a life in their head and do not move or react to things around them.
*Its best to have seen the movie Girl Interrupted but I dont think it's necessary*
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Faiths POV:
Another boring day, jeez I gotta get out of this hell hole. I look down at the cards I'm holding and place them down sick of the card game we play each day.
"Razors pain ya, Rivers are damp, Acids sting ya, Drugs cause cramp, Guns aren't lawful, Nooses give, Gas smells awful, Ya might as well live.", I lightly say before getting up and leaving the nut jobs. I stretch my arms above my head, trying to think of something to do.
That's when I saw her. Valerie was talking to two people that must've been her parents, while pushing this petite blonde number in a wheel chair. Her hair was a mess and her eyes looked vacant and lost. I wanted to know everything about her, she captivated me. I knew I could get lost in her and I wanted to.
I dragged my eyes away from the babe and tried to hear what Dr. Val was talking about.
"Mrs. Summers I assure you we've dealt with catatonic schizophrenic patients before. Your daughter is in good hands."
Damn just my fucking luck she's a vegetable.
"See honey she'll be fine", the man I assume is Mr. Summers reassures his wife.
They walk past me and head down another hall of rooms. When they reach the fourth room on the left they stop. No fucking way! I AM NOT sharing a room with a freaking vegetable. Incredibly pissed I stomp my way over to them.
Val, hearing my stomps, turns around also turning around the blonde in the wheel chair. Holy shit wasn't expecting her to do that. I stand there with my mouth slightly open most likely looking like an idiot. But all I can think about are her eyes and how they seem to be looking far off, as if she can see something that the rest of us can only dream about, and the way her nose is slightly uneven giving her character, and her flawless beautiful body. I smile and look up at Val.
"So who's the fresh meat?", Val looks at me with an annoyed smile and she turns back to the blonde's parents.
"This is Faith, she's another one of the patients here. And also Buffy's room mate…"
"Huh? Buffy, that's a" "Unique name" Mrs. S finishes my sentence and smiles.
"Hi Faith, I'm Mrs. Summers and this is Mr. Summers" She says as she continues to walk into my room. They all follow her and I decide to do the same.
"Isn't the room a little small for the two of them?" Mrs. Summers asks. I raise my eyebrows, Hell this room is huge compared to my old place.
"Well this is a standard two person bedroom and because of Buffy's state she wont be taking up much space anyways. So I don't think there'll be any problems. Right Faith?"
"Uhh yeah sure… as long as she doesn't touch any of my shit we're five by five"
I give them my shit eating grin and flop down on my bed. Val rolls her eyes but turns back to them and talks some more but all I can think about is the blonde. I'm staring at her, hoping the rest don't notice. God I wish those eyes were staring at me. She's so perfect, so beautiful, and she's so mine. She's my girl. My babe. I grin, god this is gonna be wicked.
TBC...