You guys...just...are so good to me.

This is rather short, but it's a pretty sentimental chapter. I hope you don't need assistance in understanding this chapter.

But just in case: Italics and Regular fonts are separate. But when it's bold, it's together. And it all flows, when you puzzle piece it together the right way. If you still don't get it, you're-

I won't say it.

Enjoy and review.

Faith's POV (which one?)

I'm fighting to keep from vomiting.

You disgusting, self-righteous assholes who think you know me, as if...

God, I don't want you all to see me like this, in any way else because...

This is all I never (or ever?) wanted to be.

I can see the fear your eyes, you shits, I know that fear's always been there waiting for...

I can think of so many different ways you could've seen me, and I never imagined...

Me in front of all of you like this, even when it's always been like this inside, and you just never knew.

I bet it's easy to condemn me when you're so fucking high above me, I mean, I fell into the habit way early...

It's not like I ever wanted them to see this deep, I've worked on this wall since forever...

Thanks to Mom.

Pretending you're my friend when you're only around because I can give you something you want...

All of the people that I love, I hate that all of you just staring at me like this, like a fucking failure...

Because that's all you ever got from me anyways.

I'm not sorry, I'm not ever going to be sorry I hurt you fucking assholes the way...

I'm so sorry, I should've been paying more attention to my surroundings like...

You taught me to.

And Buffy, you lousy bitch, you shallow fucking poster girl for straightness...

And Buffy, I don't care who the fuck you're engaged to...

You made me feel like I didn't deserve a chance, like I was some sort of stray dog...

I don't care how many stupid assholes I had to watch you date, really...

Spat on you, B? You fucking pissed on me, you heartless bitch...

Or how many nights that I pretended my conquests were really you...

You cut me up, tore me up inside and gutted me like fish...

And all the moments that made me wonder if you knew...

But you wanna hear the irony of it all?

Maybe you did and maybe you didn't, but I know you know now...

You'll keep hurting me every chance you get, in every single way, but...

That through all of this bullshit, that at the end of the day...

I'll fucking love you anyway.