TITLE: Sleepless Nights
AUTHOR: Sanguinary
COPYRIGHT: April 1, 2001
DISTRIBUTION: Ask and ye shall receive.
RATING: PG
CATEGORY: Drama, Random Thoughts
IMPROV: Lucky 13. Everything in the Wishverse.
SPOILERS: The Wish
DISCLAIMER: Joss and the WB own both Buffy and Angel. I'm just borrowing them for my own
devious reasons.
FEEDBACK: Crave it. Send to Sanguinary_515@hotmail.com
SUMMARY: Nancy's an insomniac. What does she think about?
AUTHORS NOTE: Who the hell is Nancy you say? The girl who hunts vampires with Oz and Larry.
She also gets killed during the ambush by Willow and Xander.
~~
12:00 A.M.
The house is so quiet at night.
I can hear my parents snoring downstairs, waiting for the screech of an alarm clock and the
smell of coffee.
I can hear the skittering noise of a mouse as it scurries around the kitchen, looking for
crumbs to feast upon.
I can hear the hum of the old fridge downstairs as it cycles for the millionth time, cooling
the food inside of it.
I can hear the soft pad as a monster walks by my house. The sour smell of its breath reaches me
upstairs and I try my best to not cough. And, as quickly as it came, it's gone again. Ever
since we started watering the lawn with holy water, fewer monsters have been stopping by.
I sigh and bury my head in my pillow, hopeing to find some solace. And maybe a little sleep.
~~
2:00 A.M.
I'm still awake.
I've been trying to sleep for days now. But I just can't.
I lie awake, wondering if tomorrow will be my last. Wondering if someone else died tonight.
When I go to school tomorrow, will I hear Oz's name over the intercom with the death notices?
Will I see Larry's picture posted on the 'In Memory Of' board in the hallway?
Will I find Mr. Giles, dead in the Library?
Or will it be me that doesn't show up?
Will they have to push a stake though my chest to keep me from rising? Will they have to inform
my parents that I died? Will they see me, night after night, a tribute to their failure to
kill me?
It terrifies me.
~~
3:30 A.M.
Insomnia is not fun.
I never had trouble sleeping before the vampires decided to make my life a living hell.
I was a heavy sleeper, able to go for twelve hours at a time. Nothing short of a nuclear
explosion could have wakened me.
And now, I can't sleep more than one or two hours a night.
It's getting harder and harder to act as if nothing is wrong with me. Getting harder to pretend
that I'm all right.
Warm milk doesn't work. Counting sheep doesn't work. Pills aren't any use at all. They just
make it harder to be fully awake and they mess up my brain.
It looks like tonight won't be different from any other.
~~
4:00
The vampires are still out. I can hear the occasional scream from some unlucky traveler
passing through, the snarl of an angry vampire.
It's time like this that I just want to leave. Get out of Sunnydale and never look back. I
wouldn't even bother to pack a suitcase or bring money.
There may be monsters out there as well but I bet none of them are as bad as the ones in this
hellhole.
I'd like to be able to sleep at night without worrying about not waking up in the morning. I'd
like to be able to walk down a darkened street without having a stake gripped in my hand. I'd
like to fall in love and let someone into my heart without worrying that I would find his
bleeding body lying on my doorstep.
I'd like to be free.
~~
5:30
Finally it's light out. I can walk out of this house and not have any worries for a few more
hours. I can smell the sweet spring air invading the house already. Mom and Dad are moving
around downstairs, getting ready to go to work.
"Nancy! Time to get up!"
And the sunrise has never looked so good.
~Finish~
AUTHOR: Sanguinary
COPYRIGHT: April 1, 2001
DISTRIBUTION: Ask and ye shall receive.
RATING: PG
CATEGORY: Drama, Random Thoughts
IMPROV: Lucky 13. Everything in the Wishverse.
SPOILERS: The Wish
DISCLAIMER: Joss and the WB own both Buffy and Angel. I'm just borrowing them for my own
devious reasons.
FEEDBACK: Crave it. Send to Sanguinary_515@hotmail.com
SUMMARY: Nancy's an insomniac. What does she think about?
AUTHORS NOTE: Who the hell is Nancy you say? The girl who hunts vampires with Oz and Larry.
She also gets killed during the ambush by Willow and Xander.
~~
12:00 A.M.
The house is so quiet at night.
I can hear my parents snoring downstairs, waiting for the screech of an alarm clock and the
smell of coffee.
I can hear the skittering noise of a mouse as it scurries around the kitchen, looking for
crumbs to feast upon.
I can hear the hum of the old fridge downstairs as it cycles for the millionth time, cooling
the food inside of it.
I can hear the soft pad as a monster walks by my house. The sour smell of its breath reaches me
upstairs and I try my best to not cough. And, as quickly as it came, it's gone again. Ever
since we started watering the lawn with holy water, fewer monsters have been stopping by.
I sigh and bury my head in my pillow, hopeing to find some solace. And maybe a little sleep.
~~
2:00 A.M.
I'm still awake.
I've been trying to sleep for days now. But I just can't.
I lie awake, wondering if tomorrow will be my last. Wondering if someone else died tonight.
When I go to school tomorrow, will I hear Oz's name over the intercom with the death notices?
Will I see Larry's picture posted on the 'In Memory Of' board in the hallway?
Will I find Mr. Giles, dead in the Library?
Or will it be me that doesn't show up?
Will they have to push a stake though my chest to keep me from rising? Will they have to inform
my parents that I died? Will they see me, night after night, a tribute to their failure to
kill me?
It terrifies me.
~~
3:30 A.M.
Insomnia is not fun.
I never had trouble sleeping before the vampires decided to make my life a living hell.
I was a heavy sleeper, able to go for twelve hours at a time. Nothing short of a nuclear
explosion could have wakened me.
And now, I can't sleep more than one or two hours a night.
It's getting harder and harder to act as if nothing is wrong with me. Getting harder to pretend
that I'm all right.
Warm milk doesn't work. Counting sheep doesn't work. Pills aren't any use at all. They just
make it harder to be fully awake and they mess up my brain.
It looks like tonight won't be different from any other.
~~
4:00
The vampires are still out. I can hear the occasional scream from some unlucky traveler
passing through, the snarl of an angry vampire.
It's time like this that I just want to leave. Get out of Sunnydale and never look back. I
wouldn't even bother to pack a suitcase or bring money.
There may be monsters out there as well but I bet none of them are as bad as the ones in this
hellhole.
I'd like to be able to sleep at night without worrying about not waking up in the morning. I'd
like to be able to walk down a darkened street without having a stake gripped in my hand. I'd
like to fall in love and let someone into my heart without worrying that I would find his
bleeding body lying on my doorstep.
I'd like to be free.
~~
5:30
Finally it's light out. I can walk out of this house and not have any worries for a few more
hours. I can smell the sweet spring air invading the house already. Mom and Dad are moving
around downstairs, getting ready to go to work.
"Nancy! Time to get up!"
And the sunrise has never looked so good.
~Finish~