A/N: Sorry about the long delay; I had competition for a school thing on top of work on top of school, so I haven't had much time to write.
"Things Left Unsaid"
When she says, "So you managed to make it out alive," what she means to say is: Thank god.
He replies, "Yeah, I did" and then asks for a cigarette, but what he means to say is: I'm sorry that I hurt you.
She doesn't answer but wants to say "You broke my heart and I don't know if I can forgive you."
He runs a hand through his hair, which means "That's okay, I'm not sure I can, either."
She digs through the couch cushions and pulls out a crumpled pack of smokes, which she then tosses to him. His eyebrows lift and she shrugs in response. Nonchalantly she says, "I quit," but she isn't really talking about the cigarettes.
It's all or nothing from here on out, Spike. This is it and it's all that I can offer you.
I can't say the things you need to hear, Faye. I can't promise you anything.
He lights the cigarette and takes a deep drag, sucking it in like it's everything and he's a black hole.
Her body is screaming "you left me."
His posture, all liquid-smooth and untouchable, is as glaring as a stop sign, "I can't be what you need and I'm sorry."
He exhales the blue-black smoke and she nods on her way out, though he hasn't said a word.