Gah!! My laptop was broken. Therefore no stories for my readers.. Sorry :/ But I've been very inspired lately, listening to Thriving Ivory and becoming obsessed with Tears of an Angel by RyanDan. New fandoms too so new fanfics for you guys! :D
Willow woke up in an extremely uncomfortable bed. Her eyes weren't open since she could sense the presence of someone else –which made her extremely uneasy-. She smelt the scent of stale cigarettes and alcohol. She could almost feel the big metal springs in her lumpy mattress. Finally she opened her eyes and was relieved to find that it was just Edgar lying asleep on an uncomfortable looking couch. Sighing as her heart rate sped up slightly upon seeing him there she looked around the room. It was a motel room, the walls were damp, the curtains were pieces of cloth hanging at the window not exactly blocking light but doing there best. There was a shabby looking door which she guessed led into the bathroom which she didn't want to see. The bed she was lying on was a double and a stingy little blanket covered her body. She pulled herself from the bed and walked toward Edgar, before waking him she examined him. His thin lips were slightly parted. His bandana was lopsided, covering his left eye and the right side of his fore head and his hair was a huge mess on his head. Willow chuckled and gently tipped him with her toe and soon he was in a heap on the floor groaning softly. Laughing, Willow helped him off the floor and sat on the couch. "What happened last night?" she asked him running her hand tiredly through her hair. Edgar raised his eyebrows in surprise, "you can't remember?" he asked her. Willow shook her head in reply. Edgar sighed and wrapped an arm around her shoulder with a chuckle, "You... punched Star, ran out onto the boardwalk… and fainted, then I brought you here. To keep you from David."
Willow sighed, "I thought I told you to leave him alone," she mumbled resting her head on his shoulder, "you don't even know him."
Edgar laughed a quick HA, "he's a bloodsucker that's all I need to know," he said discarding the topic.
Willow shook her head, "I'm going to have a shower," she mumbled standing up and heading toward the bathroom and turned the tap on the shower only to find that the water was green, sighing she turned off the tap and walked to the sink and bent over it looking into the mirror. She flattened her black hair and walked back out to Edgar.
"I'm going home," she announced walking to the bed where her scruffy Chucks lay on the floor.
"No you're not," said Edgar standing up.
"Yes I am."
"No you're not."
"Yes I am."
"No you're not."
"Yes. I. Am!"
Edgar sighed and grabbed Willow's wrists tightly, "Please Will… don't. Don't goback to him.
"Why?" she hissed. "Why don't you want me to see him?" she asked him, her voice shook slightly.
"Because…,"
"Because what?"
"Because I'm in love with you!"
