1 Watching
1.1 By. Emmy
Rated: G
In Cordelia's POV
Disclaimer: I don't own Btvs or Angel, Joss Whedon does
I stand here and watch him, knowing how hard this is for him. Gunn and Wesley are off to the side, but I'm by his side. I watch tears roll from my eyes onto the hollow ground. I clasp onto the ground, sobbing endlessly. She was my friend just like his. I may have not been the nicest person to her, but I was still a friend.
I had planned on inviting her to my wedding, when ever that would be and with whoever. But now I would never get to call her up and tell her if it ever did happen.
I sobbed like a child into the damp grass, hiding my face from him. I looked at her headstone, so simple. When it should have been billions of words telling everyone what she had done, and how many times. I look now up at him, I was supposed to be his support through this. Now what had I done? Brook down into a weeping girl who had not just lost a friend, but one of the people I trusted most.
I look up at him now and realize he is not crying. I wonder why but stand up, coming to shoulder length on him. I read her headstone once more and chook back tears. I hear him say, " She's coming back" then he just walk towards Gunn and Wesley.
I shake my head in confusion. " Angel! Don't you get it? She is never gonna come back, ever!" I yell. He turns to me then I see a tear drop from his cheek. Then he smiles at me then towards the gravestone. " She'll be back, just give her time" Angel reassures.
Though I don't understand him, I follow him to the car. I take one last glance at where she lay now and realize that he's right. She always finds away to surprise even me. She'll be back.we just need to give her time.
1.1 By. Emmy
Rated: G
In Cordelia's POV
Disclaimer: I don't own Btvs or Angel, Joss Whedon does
I stand here and watch him, knowing how hard this is for him. Gunn and Wesley are off to the side, but I'm by his side. I watch tears roll from my eyes onto the hollow ground. I clasp onto the ground, sobbing endlessly. She was my friend just like his. I may have not been the nicest person to her, but I was still a friend.
I had planned on inviting her to my wedding, when ever that would be and with whoever. But now I would never get to call her up and tell her if it ever did happen.
I sobbed like a child into the damp grass, hiding my face from him. I looked at her headstone, so simple. When it should have been billions of words telling everyone what she had done, and how many times. I look now up at him, I was supposed to be his support through this. Now what had I done? Brook down into a weeping girl who had not just lost a friend, but one of the people I trusted most.
I look up at him now and realize he is not crying. I wonder why but stand up, coming to shoulder length on him. I read her headstone once more and chook back tears. I hear him say, " She's coming back" then he just walk towards Gunn and Wesley.
I shake my head in confusion. " Angel! Don't you get it? She is never gonna come back, ever!" I yell. He turns to me then I see a tear drop from his cheek. Then he smiles at me then towards the gravestone. " She'll be back, just give her time" Angel reassures.
Though I don't understand him, I follow him to the car. I take one last glance at where she lay now and realize that he's right. She always finds away to surprise even me. She'll be back.we just need to give her time.