Summary: On the bus, driving away from Sunnydale Dawn thinks about Spike's death. Post Chosen. DawnSpike Friendship.
Notes: This is the first thing I've wrote. Its just a short One shot and it probabley is terrible. But I decided to upload it anyway. So read and review. I don't care if its a bad review either. Critism is always welcome. :-) Also excuse any errors or typos. My Spell/Grammer Check isn't working.
Whenever I needed someone to talk to or cry with and tell stories with, you were there. Whenever I needed someone to hear, really hear me, you were there. You listened with me with all of your attension. You saw me when no one else could.
As I look at the road behind us I can't help but I think I'm loosing everything. My family, my friends, my memories, my town, my life, you, its all under what I used to call home. Its all gone, all left behind. And now I'm on a bus heading to only God knows where. I want to blame you for everything. You had promised to protect me with your life (or unlife).
You promised to listen to me and be there for me. Always be there for me. You promised to never leave. I should blame you, think its all your fault. I should hate you. But I don't, I can't because you saved me. You saved the world. You saved the world. I couldn't blame you or hate you because I can't be more proud of you now than I ever was. Even if you did break your promise.