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Stay Away!
Tummy
"Oh you just magically fell asleep in my bed? You didn't find it strange at all that I was in asleep in the bath tub?" I questioned him as I raised an eyebrow. Oh please god, don't let him come up with some smart remark and make me look like an ass!
"You slept in the bathtub? What the hells wrong with you?" he asked as he began to laugh. What?! Grr...still not the response I was looking for.
"Never mind. Just forget it! There's only one thing you need to know." I said, sitting down on the couch. Spike took a seat next to me.
"And what's that? That you're madly in love with me?" he asked with a smile on his lips. Grr...Spikey, my boy if only you knew!
"No! I just hope you know I hate you." I said while scooting closer to the arm of the chair and away from him.
"Hate is such a harsh word. Don't ya think?" Spike questioned, as he scooted closer to me. I wish he would just stop it already! It's not cute Spikey boy, it's annoying and it makes me feel uncomfortable. Only cause I got a bunch of hickys all over my stomach from his dirty mouth! I mean I know the day before that I wanted him, but when you actually think about it, does anyone really know what they want? Everyday is a new day and- thank god the phone is ringing! I stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
"I strongly dislike you then." I said. He said something but I couldn't really here it. It was probably that he dislikes me more but I knew that was a lie. Hehe. I picked up the stupid phone. "What?" I asked, figuring it was Lola or Navarro.
"Faye? This is Jet." His voice was loud and tired. Poor Jet's been stuck with Ed but then again I've been stuck with Spike.
"Yeah. What you need Jet?" I asked, trying to end this conversation as quickly as possible cause if you want to get technical its his fault for Spike being here, he just dropped Spike off like this was some kind of daycare and I didn't feel like wasting precious energy on him.
"I'll be back in about two days to get Spike. I hope his been a good boy." Jet said with laughter. He must be able to tell that Spike being here has be been hell on me.
"Yeah, he's been great. Like a little angel." I said sarcastically. Jet just laughed at me and hung up. Take deep breathes and you will survive. Like the great Raine Maida, from Our Lady Peace once said "It's all messed up but we'll survive." A band from my time. I strolled into the living room to inform Spike of the great news I had just received. "Spike?" I called out.
"What you want? I'm in the bathroom, can't you leave me alone for one second?" he howled back at me. Pft! Stupid men.
"I was just going to tell you that Jet will be here in two days!" I said yawn and stretching out my back. That tub did a real number on my back. My arms stretched over my head and my back was bent along with my knees. If I could see myself, I'm guessing I looked like a real freak. Just then Spike walked out of the bathroom. He looked me over once, before I could stand up straight. His face had a look of disgust and uneasiness on it. I felt myself turn red. Did I have some deformities I didn't know about? Because the way he was looking at me was like the way...hell I can't even describe it but it isn't good. Finally a smirk formed on his lips and I felt myself breath. Oh sweet air!
"I get it now." He said, taking a few steps closer to me.
"You get what?" I asked, hoping and fearing that he remembered last night. I don't really know what his reaction would be.
"You've got some kind of skin disease and that's why you had to stop wearing your adorable little yellow outfit." He said. What?! That would be so disgusting! That's so not funny. I could feel my face getting red again.
"This isn't a skin disease! It's because you..." I said but stopped. I should just tell him, but I don't want to make things weird between us and I especially wouldn't want to embarrass the great Spike Spiegel.
"I what?" he questioned with a smirk on his face. Grr...I hate when he acts like his untouchable. I bet I could say something's to him to make him feel stupid. Just give me some time to think!
"You put some medicine on my stomach and I had a reaction to it." I said defensively.
"Hmm. Let me take another look?" he said while rubbing his chin with his hand, "I mean I barely got to see it, I could be wrong or you could be lying." He said.
Grr! I wasn't a liar! I barely lifted my shirt up, in fear that might actually recognize what they were.
"More." He ordered while pushing me shirt up higher with his own hands.
"Hey now, no touching." I said as I pushed his hands away and pulled my shirt down, but I guess it's a little late to say that now.
"I guess your not lying." He said with a smile and walked out of my apartment. I should of token a shower and brushed my hair, but I needed some coffee and pizza now!
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I stood in front of my apartment building, taking a sniff of fresh air. My hour alone was like a week of vacation.
"Hey sweetie." I heard Navarro's voice say behind me. My little parade came crashing down.
"Hey yourself." I said with a smile on my face. My crush on Navarro's died down a lot since Spike came. It's kind of sad, because I know Spike will be walking out of my life in about two days. And I will be left will only Navarro. I studied Navarro over again, hell Navarro might be left overs but he still looks yummy! "So what you been up to?" I asked still smiling, no use getting depressed over things that haven't even happened yet.
"Nothing much. I talked to your friend last night. He said you were attacked by some guy's brother. Why didn't you tell me?" he asked, with a look of concern on my face. Maybe because I'm a big girl and I can't take care of myself!
"Sorry. I meant to tell you." I said while biting on my lower lip. I had forgotten about the guy who was after me. I don't think I could handle another attack right now. Navarro must have seen the look on my face.
"Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you. I promise." I began to protest but I decided not to. Maybe a little extra help wouldn't hurt, since Spike would be leaving me soon. "Now let me take a look at your wound." Why does everyone want to look at my wound? Before I could protest my shirt was raised. Not only could Navarro see my hickys, but everyone else walking down the busy street could also. "I see you've been busy!" he said with a frown on his lips. "Don't tell me it was that jerk." He said shaking his head in disappointment.
"Would you believe me that it's a skin disease or a rash?" I asked with an angelic smile on my face.
"Not a chance." He said finally pulling down my shirt. "I'm really ashamed of you." He said while looking me straight in the eyes.
"We didn't do anything, I swear." Hey now what does it even matter to him? It's not like it's any of his business. "Besides if I did, what does it matter to you?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"I guess its none of my business, I just hope your boyfriend doesn't mind me doing this." He said as he leaned down and lightly kissed me. He's not my boyfriend! Navarro took a step back from me, "I hope you don't think I'm going to give you up without a fight?" he questioned as he walked away. Fight? I thought you and Spike already fought, oh wait that's right you did. I need another nap, preferably in my bed.
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Someone's staring at me! I had been asleep but I could feel someone watching me. I slowly opened my eyes only to find the room pitch black. I slowly reached for my dresser and opened the draw quietly. Pointing the gun into the corner where I felt the "presence", I turned on the lap. Only problem was that the corner was empty. But the other corner was occupied by Spike.
"Jesus Christ, Spike! You scared the hell out of me!" I screeched as I set the gun down. A smirk appeared on his lips. "What do you want now?" I asked as he lay next to me on the bed. "I mean I know you want me but...." I said as I rolled over to face him. Spike didn't say anything. We just lay next to each other, our faces about nine inches away. Maybe it's not that close but still to close for Spike. I panicked a little since Spike wasn't answering me. I tried to catch a whiff of his breath but everything smelled normal if you get my drift. "Spike what you want?" I asked as I made a serious face, trying my hardest not to slap him.
"Lift your shirt up." He ordered.
"What why?" I asked. I don't like his new obsession with my stomach.
"I just want to admire my handy work." He said as his smile grew. Grr...he did remember what he had done! I'm going to kill him!
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Thanks for everyone reviewing and please continue to review. This chapter was kind of hard....all my chapters seem so pointless I know but the next one will pick up on the fighting or so I'm planning. Thanks you everyone bye-bye!
